TO KNOW WHERE WE ARE GOING

to know where we are going
we have to know where we are
to know that
we have to know where we came from

imagine us all being related
to the same two african ancestors
who walked the earth thousands of years ago
fantastic thought friends is it not
yet in fact its a reality
according to an oxford dna egghead
by the name of steve oppenheimer
so there you have it friends
it appears that all along
throughout modern human history
weve been doing a cain and abel thing
fighting and killing our sisters n brothers
degrading our mums n dads
denigrating our uncles n aunties
exploiting our poor old grandmammies n granddaddies
not knowing the whole time
that we were all family
nazis n jews
whites n blacks
serbs n croats
north koreans n south koreans
well actually we all knew they was family
so i wonder where we are going friends
have our dear leaders sussed
mr oppenheimers message yet
will it make a blind bit of difference
or is it just gonna be business as usual
fireseed
is not
holding
his breath

OCTOPUS

you launch yourself across your tank
so regal in your water realm
your tentacles like magic arms
reach out to me
reach out to me
your liberty was stolen
as you struggled in a tangled net
now your grisly end awaits
too much for me
too much for me to take
octopus
i'll set you free
deliver you back to the sea
octopus
trust in me
one day you will be free
squeeze your body through a crack
blind your enemy
but there are places you were never meant to go
octopus
you launch yourself across the reef
so regal in your water realm
free to tend your garden home
free to shelter in your briny cave
octopus
swimming free
delivered back into the sea
octopus
trust in me
one day you will be free from it all
free from it all
octopus
you will be free

DOWN BY THE RIVER

good evening cyber friends
cyber fiends
fibre seeds
fireseeds
yours truly coming online again
this warm seoul evening
wanted to tell you about the lovely time ive had
with lovely hannah elisabeth
bicycling along the river han
the other day we bought me a bike
with a cool kiddy seat you hang from the handlebars
btw j aint a big fan of bicycling, friends
ever since she went flying over the handlebars
in china a few years back
so h and i moseleyed on down to the riverbank
while j went for dinner with friends
m was there but unfortunately not k or l
anyway h and i headed southeast along the river
joining the brigades
of fellow bicyclists
inline skaters
young lovers
old lovers
dog lovers
families et al
past an uninhabited island
a verdant bird sanctuary
under bridges and overpasses
threading our way through the concrete sphagetti
breeze blowing through our hair
cooling our brows
ended up in a field
right opposite the 63 building
gleaming gold in the setting sun
hannah e had nodded off in her perch
so had to stop and rest awhile
lapped up some of my new malcolm gladwell book
blink
then woke hannah e up and rode back to mangwon
towards a perfect orange sun
reflected in the han
disturbed a heron on the bank
flew majestically away across the river into the twilight
something magical about bicycle motion
at least when not slogging up some hill in first gear
saddle digging into yer backside
they say the bike is the ultimate ecological invention
might save us all yet
well anyways me and my little girl had a special Sunday
hope you did too friends
see you again real soon
love to yall
f-seed

WHAT IF?

what if every child was born equal
what if every man was born free
what if every woman could feel that she can be who she wants to be
what if the corporate whores could be silenced
what if the media told us the truth
what if the bewildered herd stampeded
what if the thieves were caught with their loot
what if
what if the shopping malls weren’t cathedrals
what if television wasn’t a drug
what if I could cut the cord to the speakers
turn off the noise and pull out the plug
what if
what if I could stand in another pair of shoes
if I could be you and you could be me
what if all the freaks could be normal
what if all the normals were freaks
what if guantanamo was a cruel fiction
what if abu grahib was a sick fantasy
what if we weren’t all in denial
what if we weren’t bombarded with trivia
what if these people weren’t wasting my time
what if
what if

LINKS

well thats what this blogging business
is all about, isnt it friends
linking n connecting with people
see those links on the righthand side
well check em out
and tell me what you think
cdbabydotcom is where
music lovers can check out
my modest little first cd
where i was taking my first baby steps
into digi recording and production
couldve been better friends
but couldve been a lot worse
see what you think!
as for those media lens guys
what heroes they are
toiling away to expose the inadequacies
of the 'liberal' media
chipping away with those sharp chisels of theirs
to sculpt a vision
of what a better media
and a better society
might be like
i take my hats off to those two gentleman
the two davids
blessed as they are with top christian names!
the compassionate revolution
thats david edwards of media lens again
his lovely book
about radical politics
and buddhism
he sells it brilliantly
friends i am truly convinced that hes got the answer
to all the problems facing our beautiful world
the one we are passing on to our children so carelessly
will they forgive us??
check out the shadow cabinet
to find out more about
those australian psychedelic soundscapers
the church
mr kilbey and his pals
still rocking after all those years
more links to follow soon...
well friends
its been great renewing acquaintances
see you again soon
love
f

WELCOME

welcome to this blog
a little experiment in recording my thoughts
in cyberspace
great to meet here on the big www
here's a pic of hannah elisabeth
and yours truly
at deoksu palace in downtown seoul
actually this foto is a little ancient
hannah was just two
now she's just three
time flies
my baby's growing up so fast
her birthday party was on Sunday
lots of little girls
running round the place
pass the parcel
and musical chairs
magic in the air
it's great being a dad
love
fireseed