The protest of the Internet Censorship never came to be. They said it was to do with th sound system being really bad. So, I decided to head back to the city after visiting the Parliament House and seeing this twice:

The empty Parliament House

and the empty stage...

After hopping various CAT buses to find the Stirling Gardens (having confused it with the Esplanade bus station), I went back into Borders til closing time. The clown who crawled out found this:

The signing of the Great Petition!

The signing of the petition despite the failed protest, was in full swing, almost without me knowing!

Here's Andrew, at work with the locals of Perth

Andrew was obviously hard at work when it came to the petition.

The Democracy sign of... censoring!

And so was Gazz, maker of the sign, of which he ended carrying home Crucifixion-style.

Cliff and The Raver Girl at work.

The ravers/scene kids from Perth even helped us Truthers out! How nice!

These two were at work too.

They have banded as much as possible for something like this. I even managed to get some signatures myself, mingling with the local scene-kids, people from conventions and this clown:

Yes, THIS clown. Looking rather suspicious at Angus & Robertson.

This little clown isn’t afraid of other clowns. He was also nice to sign the petition against Net censorship!

With The Card. My card!

Happy snaps and a short conversation on the censorship followed as he waited for someone, then this picture to end all pictures:

Two clowns, one purpose and cause!

Ah, nothing like getting attention with my fashion-sense and make-up, especially during a hot summer. Psyched out and rearing to go for some flyer-handing and some banner holdings, the day and Chaos herself (Hail Eris) was on our side like a hungry Aussie for frying bacon in the morning. Some of the comments received by me was:

YEAH!!

Why so serious?

How did you get those scars?

and also a few car honks. The comments yelled by me were:

Come on, Perth! Wake up

That’s right, go back to your herd where you belong!

Come on! Why so serious?

The highlights were: Clifford and Co getting yelled at by a supposed supporter of the Vets, Wayne buying water, the controversy regarding the sign/killer block mount of democracy and internet censorship and rocking up to be interviewed by a local TV station with subject concerning Truth, 2012, chlorinated water and the PCFT.

Jackie and the New Guy (Frank).

Google 9/11 Truth signage.

Clifford passing out... flyers!

Ownage.

Simply awesome. That sign by Gazz just owns.

Hey Everyone!

For those of you who do not know me, my name is Cameron Williams, and I am the only (known) person in Meetup who is still at school. At the moment I am in an optional subject, called HILS. HILS Stands for Helena (the school I go to) Independent Learning Subject. In this subject you study a subject of your choice and study it for a semester. At the end of the semester, that day being today, we are meant to present a formal presentation in front of the whole school. Anyway, of corse I chose 9/11 Truth for mine, and today I presented my Speech in front of most of the school. The speech was meant to go for a maximum of 5 minutes, however, I simply could not cut that much information out, so mine went for 20 minutes. I think I went really well and I think I have now convinced more than 150 people to do some of their own research about 9/11. Regarding the speech, there is good news and a bad news. The good news is that it went very smoothly and everyone loved it, the bad news is that it was not filmed, so I can not show it too everyone, however, I have attached my script to this Email. Anyway, I thought that I would just let everyone know that! Thanks for reading

Cameron Williams

Long time, no see, folks! Here’s the news:

• Kevin Rudd admits that he has sugar-coated Australia and it’s fate regarding The Reccession heading our way
• Truth Meetup for the 11th incoming this December, whoot!
• W.A decides on implementing an ID Card system called the SMART card system, allowing teachers and parents to access their children’s grades in one click of a button and keeping tabs on class performance ala 1984. Next up: classifying by intelligence, Huxley-style!
• According to stopthecleanfeed.com, the Australian Government will go forward with quiet censorship of the Internet around the Yuletide/Litha season. Some Christmas present, Mister Prime Minister!
• The Government continuation, non-stop of the “benefits” of GM food and the lacking of labeling foods as such, including GM-Modded seedlings.
• The incompetence of our cops. I don’t need to start explaining, because you can see that.
• Web Spies Monitor Australian Activists Online for Police:

Source: www.news.com.au

A PRIVATE intelligence company has been engaged by police to secretly monitor internet and email use by anti-war campaigners, animal rights activists, environmental campaigners, and other protest groups, Fairfax Media reports.

I was late. I was lost. I was alone! Until I found Joss, who was heading towards Forrest Chase, looking for some Truthie paraders in the city. Failing his attempt at a one-man search party, I came across him and found some success at the Brass Monkey in Northbridge, where the guys are having a pint… at noon! I was a tad dissapointed with the fact the guys changed locations without telling; talk about organizational powers, eh? We rounded up at Forrest Chase where I met Jackie, a Truthie who doesn’t go out much when it comes to action. The energy around the both of us screamed like a colourful carnival freakshow on parade, with the flyer-giving at full steam, working better than DVD’s. Nobody even bothered to pick a fight with our group of people. It was that wonderful compared to the activities of weeks past, where even the slightest bit of conversation and sign-seeing gave us a view of humanity’s worse traits. No pictures, I’m afraid, but this is better than nothing.

I rocked up late and missed the “moving” parts of the rally, but let me tell you; the whole thing was in full swing with a full cast of angry city, village and farmer-folk, goats and chickens, cops and politicians and of course, the cameramen.

The banner. The text of which couldn't be seen

This was the first scene I was greeted with as I arrived following the sounds of the chant/protest of “GMO, hello no!” rising to the air, getting lost twice traveling on foot to get to the House.

All the people... and then some!

I was also swamped by people of all kinds; curious onlookers, dissidents, farmers, seniors, Truthies (from our squad), cameramen, fleeing politicians and their equally cowardly representatives, businessmen and Asian tourists.

Farmers say no to GMO

Goats, goats

There was also quite a few animals, goats, chickens and also cows on the scene as well. Too bad no one set them loose on the cops.

Monsanto, hell no!

One of the many signs of anti-GMO seen on the day of the rally.

The parrots of the pollies... of Parliament House

It goes to show on days like these is that the so-called Government should start fearing the people they govern, because in the end, they all stand no chance against people-power.

In light of the upcoming GM Food rally going on this Thursday, I’d thought I’d put up the definition of GM Food and what it does, plus other stuff like pros and cons.

What GM Food is or means is that things like vegetables and fruit get modified by genetic engieering to make them more resistant to pest, disease and stand up to different climates and adapt to them. However, there’s been quite a lot of controversy surrounding something that obviously isn’t natural, such as the danger of feeding GM corn to rats; studies have found that the rats were prone to having smaller kidneys and also a small composition of blood after being fed the MON863 strain. The European Commitee have approved the consumption of this exact strain of corn for humans despite these disturbing findings. Next is the topic of allergies, seeing that Australian children are more prone to allergies towards foods such as milk and nuts, the advocation of eating GM Food could make matters go from bad to worse, where even the smallest amount of peanut butter could send a primary school kid from an excursion trip to a hospital emergency room

A gene for an allergenic trait has been transferred unintentionally from the Brazil nut into genetically engineered soybeans while intending to improve soybean nutritional quality for animal feed use.

Investigation of the GM soybeans revealed that they produced immunological reactions with people suffering from Brazil nut allergy, and the explanation for this is that the methionine rich protein chosen by Pioneer Hi-Bred is the major source of Brazil nut allergy.

Another allergy issue was published in November 2005, when a pest resistant field pea developed by the Australian CSIRO for use as a pasture crop was shown to cause an allergic reaction in mice.

Quite disturbing, considering that the said organization is based in Australia. The CSIRO by rights should have the knowledge that such a crop of nuts could be dangerous when children are exposed to it.

The public’s view however, is still the same. A survey shows that only two percent of Britons would be happy chowing down on GM Food, with the rest of us saying a definite no in the move for having such foodstuffs on the shelves of the local supermarket or in food sold by restaurants. The authorities say that world hunger can be solved by the use of GM food crops, I remain quite the skeptic knowing that they should stop wasting money on something that bears little or no fruit that isn’t meant to be consumed by man or beast.

The 6 O’clock gathering at the local hangout of The Moon and Sixpence was like watching the different and opposing patterns of chaos battling it out for complete and utter dominance! Talk about outstanding! The subjects that were talked about the most was our oncoming victory against the NWO and the coming shift of consciousness in a few years’ time before that and what we could do in the meantime, which I’ve discussed here before. For most of the night, I talked with Luke, one of the new members apart from myself on how to be an active person fighting against the NWO instead of being a group of people sitting around talking. Sad to say, the view of the presentation on the laptop was a bit lacking; we both had to go around to have a better view. David was actually quite nice to give me his Truth Mix CD and Black Holes and Revelations by Muse despite the first CD being Andrew’s disc. Odd. Both myself and luke intend to inject a little bit of brightness and humor into PCFT by dressing up on the 11th of November. Another reason why I should prepare my camera before that.

What if everything around you
Isn’t quite as it seems
What if all the world you think you know
Is an elaborate dream?

And if you look at your reflection
Is that all you want it to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks
Would you find yourself, find yourself afraid to see?

What if all the world’s inside of your head
Just creations of your own?
Your devils and your gods all the living and the dead
And you’re really all alone?

You can live in this illusion
You can choose to believe
You keep looking but you can’t find the woods
While you’re hiding in the trees
- Nine Inch Nails, Right Where It Belongs

I’ve theorised before that reality is different for every person, like the saying goes; “Every man is an island” and we have ways of coping or fixing it when things go wrong that are our ways alone, and there’s no way we as individuals can push our “reality” onto the mind of another person. The human mind forming reality is like that of having a blank CD-ROM that we customise as we get older, our own minds reading from it, an input/output system of sorts that’s prone to things like crashes and incompatibilities if we force our reality onto others. That’s how we give things that we want that becomes need a physical form, thus seeing what people are “seeing” right now. The five senses add to the realness of what we see, taste, hear, see and feel; so real that we sometimes doubt it’s realness and think that we invent them by utilising our fragmented memories, the transformation from want to need and giving that a form makes the realness of them nearly undeniable. The fact that we as humans and individuals are born in a world where we are programmed to say “yes” to everything and then enslaved by jobs to keep up with the bonds of consumerism and the cost of living, thus making reality hyperreal. These things are the reasons why we never question anything, apart from it being too complex for many to grasp, making us oblivious prisoners to it. Here’s a question for all you clowns out there: have you gone down the rabbit hole yet?