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Kaya – Dark Tales from the Outback Abstract

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Once, in the remote Australian outback, there lived an aborigine named Kaya. He was a skilled tracker and hunter who roamed the vast, desolate lands with an air of quiet confidence. Kaya had always felt a deep connection to the spirits of the land, and his people often spoke of the ancient stories that warned of the dangers lurking in the wilderness. One moonless night, Kaya set out on a hunting expedition, guided only by the faint glow of the stars. His senses were sharp, and he moved through the rugged terrain with the ease of a shadow.

As he ventured deeper into the heart of the outback, a strange unease settled over him. The usual sounds of the night were absent, and an eerie silence enveloped the land. Suddenly, a piercing scream shattered the stillness, causing Kaya to halt in his tracks. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end as he tried to locate the source of the chilling cry. Following the sound, he stumbled upon a clearing where he saw a lone kangaroo, its eyes wide with terror as it desperately tried to escape an unseen force.

Kaya watched in horror as the kangaroo was dragged into the darkness by an unseen entity, its screams fading into the night. The aborigine felt a chill run down his spine, for he knew that the spirit world held many dark and malevolent forces. He knew he had stumbled upon something sinister, something beyond his understanding. Determined to uncover the truth, Kaya embarked on a quest to seek guidance from the wise elders of his tribe.

They revealed to him the ancient legend of a vengeful spirit that had been unleashed upon the land, seeking to wreak havoc on the living. The elders warned Kaya that the spirit had taken the form of a monstrous kangaroo driven by an insatiable thirst for blood. Armed with the knowledge passed down by his ancestors, Kaya set out to confront the malevolent spirit. Armed with ancient symbols and blessed talismans, he ventured back into the wilderness. As he delved deeper into the treacherous terrain, the air grew thick with an otherworldly presence, and the ground seemed to tremble beneath his feet.

Finally, he came face to face with the monstrous kangaroo, its eyes glowing with an unholy light. The creature lunged at Kaya with supernatural speed and ferocity, but the aborigine stood his ground, wielding the protective symbols and chanting the sacred incantations. A fierce battle ensued as Kaya fought to banish the vengeful spirit from the mortal realm. The very fabric of reality seemed to warp and twist around them, and the night itself seemed to hold its breath as the two clashed in a struggle that transcended the physical world. In the end, with a final burst of mystical energy, Kaya managed to seal the spirit away, restoring peace to the land.

As the first light of dawn broke over the horizon, the outback was once again filled with the sounds of life, and Kaya knew he had fulfilled his duty as a guardian of his people. From that day on, the legend of Kaya and the malevolent kangaroo spirit became a cautionary tale, a reminder of the ancient forces that still linger in the wild places of the world. And though the memory of that fateful encounter would always haunt him, Kaya continued to roam the outback with a newfound sense of purpose and a deep respect for the mysteries of the land.

Over time, Kaya’s reputation as a protector and a keeper of ancient wisdom spread far and wide, and he became a revered figure among his people. Years passed, and Kaya’s hair turned grey, but his spirit remained unyielding. He passed down the knowledge he had gained to the younger generations, teaching them to honour the delicate balance between the physical and spiritual realms. His story became a part of the oral tradition, woven into the tapestry of his people’s history as a testament to the enduring power of courage and wisdom.

As the seasons changed and the land continued to whisper its secrets, Kaya’s name became synonymous with resilience and reverence for the natural world. His legacy endured, and the memory of his heroic encounter with the malevolent kangaroo spirit lived on as a reminder of the dangers that lay hidden in the heart of the outback. The tale of Kaya and the vengeful spirit served as a timeless lesson, teaching the importance of humility and the need to safeguard the delicate harmony between humanity and the ancient forces that dwelled in the shadows. It became a parable of the enduring strength of the human spirit and the profound connection that binds all living things.

And so, in the vast expanse of the Australian outback, Kaya’s story echoed through the ages, a testament to the enduring power of the human spirit in the face of the unknown. And though the world continued to change, the legend of Kaya and the malevolent kangaroo spirit remained etched in the very fabric of the land, a testament to the enduring legacy of a humble aborigine who had stood against the darkness and triumphed.

The Magic Crucifix’s

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In the heart of ancient Babylon, beneath the sprawling ziggurats and bustling markets, a pair of crucifixes lay hidden, each imbued with mystical powers. These artefacts, forged when magic and the divine intertwined, were said to grant their bearers extraordinary abilities—healing, knowledge, and the gift of tongues.

The first crucifix was discovered by a humble healer named Isha. While searching for rare herbs in the sacred gardens, she stumbled upon the crucifix half-buried in the earth, its surface glimmering with an otherworldly light. As she picked it up, a surge of energy coursed through her, and she felt an ancient wisdom fill her mind. From that moment, she could mend wounds with a mere touch and cure ailments that had plagued her village for generations. Word of Isha’s miraculous abilities spread like wildfire, drawing the attention of kings and scholars alike. With her newfound power, she travelled far and wide, teaching others the art of healing and sharing the knowledge that flowed through her. Yet, she remained grounded, using her gifts to uplift her community and protect those in need.

Meanwhile, the second crucifix found its way into the hands of a wandering scholar named Kadir. He stumbled upon it in the ruins of a forgotten temple, hidden among dusty scrolls and crumbling stones. As he lifted the crucifix, he felt an immediate connection to the world’s ancient languages. Words flowed into his mind, enabling him to understand and speak any tongue. With this gift, Kadir travelled to distant lands, bridging cultures and sharing his stories.

The paths of Isha and Kadir eventually intertwined when they met at a great festival in Babylon, where people from across the known world had gathered. Recognizing the power they both held, they formed a bond, vowing to use their gifts in harmony. Together, they created a sanctuary where knowledge and healing could flourish, teaching others the importance of understanding and compassion. As the years passed, the crucifixes changed hands many times, each new bearer adding to their legacy. They were passed down through generations, from a wise queen who united warring tribes to a brave warrior who healed his comrades on the battlefield. Each bearer, touched by the crucifixes’ magic, spread the gifts of healing, knowing, and language far and wide, transforming lives and connecting disparate cultures.

However, the crucifixes also attracted the attention of those with darker intentions. A powerful sorcerer sought to claim them for himself, believing that he could dominate the world with their magic. He unleashed chaos across the land, causing fear and division. But the bond between those who held the crucifixes—now a lineage of healers and scholars—remained strong. With courage and unity, they faced the sorcerer, combining their powers. Isha’s healing light and Kadir’s eloquence inspired the people to rise against the darkness. In a climactic battle, the sorcerer was defeated, his ambitions thwarted by the gifts he sought to control. The crucifixes, glowing with renewed energy, restored balance to the world.

As centuries passed, the story of the crucifixes became a legend. They were a testament to the enduring power of compassion, knowledge, and connection. Though the artefacts themselves faded into myth, their essence lived on in the hearts of those who believed in the magic of healing and understanding, reminding future generations that true power lies not in domination but in unity and love. 

AN ESSAY: COMPASSION

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Compassion in the first instance demands the need for a non-judgemental stance in thought and action. Christ and all teachers taught the need for compassion as one of the components required towards bringing alive the God within each of us. In society today and throughout history, the current social norm of likes, dislikes, trends and fears condition people to react in ways that reject certain behaviours, and ways of existence; that seem to fall out of the circle of what is considered acceptable. Acceptability appears to be defined by the trends of the time and the tolerances that may or may not exist as defined by the behaviours that are known to exist. It is true that throughout history humans have grown nearer to a clearer understanding of compassion and although it is seen to be practised more now in this new millennium, than ever before, many questions should be addressed.

But is humankind as a species anywhere near reaching the level of compassion required? We think not, how can those who champion injustice in wars and by other means, always at the expense of the weaker, continue to be allowed to take such liberty with the masses, who continue to suffer at the hands of those who hold the power on the planet.

We would like to think we are compassionate after all we may donate money and resources to those who suffer from natural disasters such as earthquakes and tidal conditions. But we then ignore the person who lives next door because they are a little strange or we cross the road to avoid walking past someone who we do not like the look of.

We give to charities that exist to help with specific problems such as Alzheimer’s, Cancer and so on. Yet all these conditions are a part of the human condition and thus set apart because resources are inadequate to meet needs. But how can this be so when billions of dollars are easily found to fight needless wars. So the word selective seems to be the one that informs how and what may be seen as the priority of the day. There is no doubt that the priority of the day is to continue waging needless conflict and raping the planet for its resources. We are not the only species living here and yet we pay lip service to conservation whilst driving millions of species on the land, in the air and in the sea to extinction.

We rationalize by saying we have the technology to preserve DNA and recreate it when we feel the circumstances are right but that sounds rather arrogant in the extreme. We are told throughout the ages that man was created to be like God but we seem to have taken this literally as we arbitrarily decide what and who will live or die.

Man, in my opinion, does not mean the species it means the individual, the ‘I Am’. In that, each of us individually is and has chosen to be created in the likeness of God. Religion lost sight of this fact aeons ago and along with it, true compassion!

Before one can have compassion for others one must first have it for one’s self. Before one can practise compassion outside of the self one must practise it within the self. Forgiveness of the self by the self for all indiscretions follows an understanding of the self as to why faults may exist and self-growth can thus take place. We are being compassionate to the self when we accept our failings as part of ourselves. This is just as important if not more so than the good things we may be and do individually.

The self is the seat of compassion. From the self, thought becomes action or not, but the fact it was thought of within the self related to an examination of the self, is an act of compassion by and for the self.

But how many of us are truly compassionate to ourselves? Is depression in our species more an inability to be compassionate to the self? It certainly must play a very important role when we consider that guilt and failure, feelings of self-doubt and self-worth are all the things that would fade into obscurity, if we were to be compassionate and forgive ourselves in the first instance, others in the second and thirdly to accept one’s lot. It is only by taking this step can the move be made to climb out of the morass of self-pity that so many of us exist in.

However, how can this be easy at all when the injustice and lack of balance across the planet is as it is? Those in power are blinded by values that do not inform the quality of life they confuse and alienate compassion through actions that promote death and destruction at the wave of a shaky hand. We are certainly so far away from the centre and right off the track as far as individual and global compassion is concerned.

What a life we live as we acknowledge lemmings leaping into darkness and certain death and yet ignore the blatant fact that we as a species are doing the same thing. It is just that there are billions of us and the edge of our cliff is the planet we live on. Maybe we are as lemmings and the extinction of our species is a sure thing. It certainly is the way that things are going there are no doubts about that.

So again I say that compassion does not exist in its strictest sense. It is overshadowed by greed and avarice. It is suppressed into the subconscious only to be subliminally charged when those in power wish to press the emotional buttons to raise funds to address needs that your taxes should already meet or to go to war.

Have things gone too far? Many think this is so and therefore will say why bother to do anything when there is no point. Others call it evolution. Clearly, this is an act of abject selfishness if not stupidity and arrogance. There is every need to bother, every need to preserve life for those who are to come after us. The Western ideal of luxury is sought after by so many countries and this is destroying cultures, countries and moreover the planet. So as well as the difficulty for individuals in practising and breathing compassion it seems that for the world as a whole, it is an impossibility.

The way forward seems to be an enlightenment of compassion.. a renaissance and perhaps this will only happen through some major global upheaval clearly it will have to be something so huge as to unite the planet .. extraterrestrial or interplanetary, but whatever it takes .. it will have to shake everybody to their very roots. Love cannot exist without compassion and the Law of Attraction functions best on this vibration. Dishonesty breeds greed thus fuelling jealousy and unpredictable behaviours leading to violence and wars .. this is the Law of Attraction in reverse thus enabling the spiral of descent into darkness.

May we all walk our talk, honour each other and praise every day that Mother Earth continues to let us live here. Dance in Beauty.

Lazarus Carpenter