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This town, this Silk Road had no toll to pay yet from the east caravans again fill its pharaonic marble and glass temples. Monolith malls rise its clefts, eco-wilderness morph into multiplex cinemas; mini golf and carparks - the 20th century gold fields. A new rush of debit credit borrow sorrow where the mortgage belt go to covet, to con themselves - live beyond their means. Here the sweatshops of Asia are legitimised and exploitation of trafficked slave, child, immigrant, and asylum seeker for sale - here the suffering of others is repackaged, bulk sold, discounted - a great lie perpetrated on human aspiration! Seven billion sins for a spoil and a ransom in higher income streams of consciousness while our mills, our plants, our factories are rusting graveyards. Showrooms fill with pizza ovens; microwaves; big screen TVs; IKEA; nouveau riche kitsch… supermarkets of genetically modified superfoods nuked in cryogel flavour enhancers; sweeteners; emulsifiers; stabilisers; MSG; palm oil and sodium nitrate for the hooked toxin addicts of convenience - a fill that knows no limits. And saints of haute couture bow down before the anorexic altar of the Fatted Calf… to the guilt offerings of culture spin. Already the subliminal wave is a raging tsunami, and we a ship of fools on the rising tide blown on a contrary wind. I fear my quiet desperation - the cold ironies of fate; spiritual paralysis; I fear for the blitzkrieg’s raw collateral damage… the billboards; vandals of corporate graffiti; drive-thrus of Americana; that uglified futuristic aesthetic of mirrored urban jungles; high towers of critical mass; death of community. I fear the currency of naked ideology; of usury where the end justifies the means; alas the black dawn into planned obsolescence where ravenous jackals and wolves feed on the carcass of idyll idealism…mythology! And whores of dystopia; pimps; moneylenders; oracles of the grand evangelical sell who prey on confessions! And lepers walking its streets; human languish and loss; mad Scientologists at my gate; the cults and hubris of men dividing God from Godless; good from evil. What now of my chimera? What of my anti-hero anachronisms? Sadly one day I must leave but today I write my rant. Listen! This town this pastoral lay has become to my ear an echo dumb of sound - to my youth’s wistful eye a place and past of no return…a time that was! Written: September 1994
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