As I told you already that I was Graeme Thorne in the 1950s and apart from the fact I was him for just 8 years, I had a best friend named bobby Francis who was a very ***** fellow, well back then so was I
Bobby had a teenage crush on dody Stephens who sang pink shoe laces which was bobby's fave song and I, as Graeme Thorne thought yeah she is cute and bobby bought her album over to my house and you could hear his voice twanging with the words pink shoelaces and then in 1959 bobby bought pink shoelaces which caused a bit of shock for teachers at old scots college and Greame Thorne who was me said it looks weird that my mate is wearing pink shoe laces
But bobby couldn't give a flying **** about what people were saying about him
Just listen or try and get the memory of him singing
Tan shoes and pink shoelaces
A polka dot vest hey man oh man tan shoes with pink shoelaces and a big panamol
With a purple hat band and my friend bobby sang that with the same twang as dodi Stephens
Which could be the reason why
Bobby is having a tween crush on an older 13 year old singer
I as Graeme Thorne also had a crush on dodi and both me and bobby were dodi's dory but bobby's mum got really cranky with bobby for his voice because it could be a **** voice but bobby used bad language to tell his mum to get ****** and every time we went to the local shops in Bondi beach we bought our ice creams and sat on the beach singing the dodi Stephens hit
And then two gorgeous 12 year old girls sat near us and I said
How about a bit of sugar and bobby said for you maybe but I want dodi's pink shoelaces
And I told bobby to live in the realistic years and bobby said you can talk to these girls but I like dodi ok and bobby was ******* over dodi Stephens **** body while I as Graeme Thorne went over to the 12 year old girls and started to massage their backs and thighs saying to bobby these girls are a nice *** of sugar
For my spoon and as the girls left they kissed me as greame Thorne on the lips and left thinking my friend was a bit of a **** and when we got back to bobby's house bobby played pink shoe laces very loud as well as ******* thinking dodi is a 50s fox and I toild him that those girls on the beach were **** too and bobby said yeah I agree but I plan to finish school and marry dodi and then said he was Dooley and dodi is trying to keep me safe well in 1960 I was kidnapped and killed and bobby well I will never ever know if he got it together with dodi, probably not but in my current life at the age of 22 I heard bobby's twang singing pink shoe laces as I heard it on the radio and now I listen to pink shoe laces on YouTube
She is hot

The day was for England to look solid
  South Africa were happy to play slow
It turned out that England wanted squalid
  Opposition gave us nowhere to go

Andrew Strauss was done in by a shooter
  Jonny Trotted past a full one today
Collingwood survived ***** past his ******
  Ian Bell gave us most cause for dismay

Now Kevin played nicely for a while
  But Colly got out to leave us in fear
Prior left us too soon for a smile
  So for Broad and Swann the plan was clear

Jimmy hit them for the SIX of the game
But for glory Graeme Swann was the name

Gave energy and time
Rose gladly to inspire.
Aiding a brother's climb
Exiting worldly mire.
Music flowed out in rhyme
Entreating to aspire.

Building box, bench or plane
Impressing with his skills.
Riding, paddling, flying
Daily seeks nature's thrills.

Fashion, fun and entertainment will feature on August 1 when Hospice West Auckland and national business networking organisation BNI New Zealand partner to present the Absolutely Fabulous Fashion Show, proudly supported by major sponsor Douglas Pharmaceuticals.

Returning due to popular demand, the outrageous fashion fundraising event features upcycled outfits sourced from donations to West Auckland Hospice Shops. Included in the evening is a ‘Designer Clothes Sale’ featuring garments seen on the catwalk, which will be available to purchase on the night. Modelling the clothes will be celebrities, prominent Aucklanders, Hospice staff and professional models.

Award winning ‘Comedienne of the Decade’ and celebrity host for the evening Michele A’Court was delighted to be asked to MC the event. “It just sounds like tremendous fun and I am a sucker for Hospice fundraisers, so I jumped at the chance to be involved. Also, I am a massive fan of op shops, so how could I resist?”

CEO of Hospice West Auckland, Barbara Williams said, “We know the audience is in for a very special night for a great cause, with lots of laughs. We also want to showcase the fabulous range of designer clothing that donors so generously give us, and to highlight the quality of garments available from our Hospice Shops. Op shopping is good for your wallet, the planet and your community and we are keen to show that it can also be brilliant for your wardrobe.”

Barbara is delighted to welcome Douglas Pharmaceuticals as the major sponsor this event. “Douglas is a key supporter of Hospice West Auckland and Founder Sir Graeme Douglas has been our Patron since 1996. We are thrilled to have Jeff Douglas, Managing Director, continuing their support and appreciate his commitment to this event.”

Barbara acknowledges the support of long-time partner BNI NZ as a major asset for the event. “BNI’s networking groups up and down the country have supported Hospice for many years and raised over a million dollars for Hospice nationally.”

“Our long standing relationships with Douglas and BNI NZ and are very important to us, not only financially but also in terms of engaging with the communities their businesses operate in.”

Graham Southwell, National Director of BNI NZ, says BNI has a strong presence in West Auckland with a lot of local businesses participating in its networking groups. “Hospice West Auckland approached us because they know that we have active local business members in the community that could provide resources and help make this event even bigger and better this year,” Graham says. “It’s exciting to work with Hospice and use our expertise in BNI to help collaboratively put on the event. At BNI we are all about creating strong relationships in the community and Hospice have come to us because of our network and assistance with logistics as well as getting the word out about this fabulous event.”

Guests will be able to purchase some fabulous fashion, bid on a range of exciting auction items as well as enjoy wine, canapés and live music. All proceeds from the event will go to Hospice West Auckland, who provides free palliative care and support to patients and families living with terminal and life-limiting illness.Read more here:www.marieaustralia.com/long-formal-dresses | www.marieaustralia.com/formal-dresses-2015

A bright lad called Alistair Cook
Did enjoy the occasional book,
     He went out to bat,
     NO - don't play at that,
They did him; line, sinker and hook.

On him I'd bet my whole house,
More like a lion than a mouse,
     He bats with aplomb,
     Both dainty and strong,
It can only be Andrew Strauss.

From the pavilion did Jonathan Trott,
Nervous and anxious he is not,
     He'll be there for a while,
     All England will smile,
And South Africa know he is hot.

Next in is the feisty KP,
His batting, the top of the tree,
     Sixes so great,
     They should be worth eight,
Now just stay IN for a hundred or three!

A chap from ooop north who is good,
Goes by the name of Paul Collingwood,
     Gritty and tough,
     We just can't get enough,
Fight as hard as him, we all should.

No more will the fear he smell,
He's been down to the gym as well,
     His batting is slick,
     Number six does the trick,
The crowd cheers for Ian Bell.

Swinging his bat, it's Matt Prior,
Born with iron grit, steel and fire,
     If he holds each catch,
     We'll win the match,
And his ranking will go much higher.

Our spinner is next, Mr Swann,
His bowling is coming on strong,
     His batting is great,
     Which the opposition hate,
Not to pick him much sooner was wrong.

Our tall quickie is young Stuart Broad,
His bat is a rapier like sword,
     He can oft' bowl too short,
     Yet the batters get caught,
And Of wicket-taking we never are bored.

James Anderson is our king of swing,
Late movement his favourite thing,
     Please bowl nice and full,
     Offer nothing to pull,
And just hear those stumps go 'ping'.

Graeme Onions comes in at long last,
Cannot bat but, he can bowl fast,
     He makes them play,
     While others may stray,
Durham long-hops a thing of the past.

You see I was George Washington
The first president of the United States
And after my life of Albert Waldron
A famous Adelaide Melbourne footy star
I became Stanley Roberts
Who was born in 1930
Stanley knew he had a gift
As well as knowing the world puts you through situations so you can
One day know your past life story
Stanley was the son of John and beryl Roberts and the younger brother to Judy
Judy wanted to be a princess
And me, well because of my gift
I was having bad nightmares
And these nightmares meant nothing
Because I had a best friend named bobby
Who seemed to understand my gifted past
But still he wanted to be a normal kid
I couldn’t understand this
Especially when I wrote him a note
Explaining my issues
And 4 days later
I saw him burning something
Which at the time I thought was my
Letter and then in 1937 on my 7 th birthday
I made the baseball team for Manhattan pistols and bobby was trying out for it too
And he wasn’t so lucky
So I decided to concentrate on
Bring a great baseball player
And be the best version of Stanley Roberts
I could be and I was given my grandfathers
Old baseball bat
Now as I was in the psych ward
Both times I had dillusions which I couldn’t explain and then in 1943 when I made high school I was ready to play PRO baseball
And I was very popular and bobby was lonely and a ****** because he bashed his parents and killed them and was sent to juvenile detention till the age of 18 where he was killed on the electric chair and a test later in 1949 Stanley turned 19 and was too worried to persue his career as a baseball player and I auditioned for broadway where in the televised Macy’s thanksgiving day parade was apart of and I did that in 1950 too but in March 1951 a group of pit bulls attacked Stanley outside the Bronx swimming pool when I was meeting my broadway friends for a swim and this was a case which turned into homicide till they realised it was a pack of dogs that killed me
And in 1952 I became Graeme Thorne and I was living in Sydney Australia And my gifted visions didn’t happen this life and I realise now that the visions keep me safe from being kidnapped after my tragic last life and everything was going well as greame he was a choir singer and met the great Arthur summons and in 1960 Graeme Thorne was kidnapped and thrown to the sharks and this was a wake up call and in the 60s was a hard time being a lot of young babies which died after a few months of existence and in 1969 Brian Allan was born and his life started the same way as Greame’s but then Brian went crazy doing stupid things but as a kid he was normal and in the 90s he was normal too well apart from bashing his loving parents and that could have got me in gaol for a long time but after hearing about the troubled times of September 11 2001 I was trying to be nicer to my parents and it lasted untill 2004 when I was getting Stanley’s visions coming back to me in the form of silly dillusions which lead to me killing the family cat, which was a crazy thing for me to do and I was sent to the psych ward where I was thinking I was being kidnapped and the psych ward was to me like a old age home and I felt it was the entry to heaven which scared me so much and I was there for 3 months and I still had silly dillusions which lasted for a while untill I tried to ignore Stanley’s gift and went back to work and I went to batemans bay in 2004 2005 and 2006 as well as playing Santa at vinnies where I felt part of the establishment and then I was becoming very well I went back to Adelaide in 2009 where my previous life Albert Waldron lived and I felt very welcome and I saw the Adelaide christmas parade there and then I went to Merimbula where I partied on New Year’s Eve to the pigs music band and in 2012 I was really hyped up in the establishment I went to Adelaide again and I saw the Christmas parade again and albert’s spirit was on top of me and I was feeling Stanley’s gift and then I went home I got another job at ACTEW and in 2013 I was in the psych ward where I became an artist with delusions but despite the screws not giving a **** about me I was writing poems drawing pictures to my hearts content
And when Christmas came I left the psych ward and I wanted to do something good so I did the cartooning course and joined a theatre group where I expressed myself with the gift of Stanley which was starting to fall into space I told the whole world my problems like sending emails to different addresses around the world and I started reading poems in the poetry slam, my first poem was I get headaches from champagne
And after that I read many more and in 2015 I left but then I became the ornament to a personal trainer and he made me lose Stanley’s gift which when he went to gaol I started to understand that coronavirus was taking people’s fun away and everything was cancelled at the start and I was watching online concerts and Netflix and YouTube and suddenly tonight I was taken on a journey where I was Darren Stephens from bewitched and I saw my best friend bobby and he assured me that he didn’t burn my letter it was a few other things they were burning when I saw them  and I saw my girl friend of 1947 who brought my mind to think that Stanley wasn’t gifted
He was nice and when she died in 1997 bobby said Stanley had no gift but I was sure I had a gift and bobby said, the reason why Stanley died so young was because he thought he was special ya know
Better than everybody and each death was a wake up call saying for me to live in the real world and not think the gift means something, it is just silly dillusions that you can’t control and I felt I was back in the psych ward learning my life stories abs suddenly Jupiter moon blew up with methane and we couldn’t get out suddenly With my plans to work and join singing groups etc my dad gave me methane pills to help me become good next year and get over this coronavirus and the gift of Stanley became an urban legend and suddenly I thought I was born again

Little is known about Graham
I see him everyday, yet, I know nothing about him
Nor does anyone else

He sits in a circle, the circle includes himself and stuffed animals
He sits there, in the yard of his beautiful house

Although he seems content, with his home and... friends...
I can't help but feel an aura of sadness around him
Why though?
He has it made! His parents were rich, he's never worked a day of his life for anything

I have heard rumors, however, that he's a nice man
Loving
and quite congenial
But how could anyone know that?
No one knows him!
People judge Graham based on what they see
And they see contentness
They walk by his home a glance over to a seemingly happy man
Surrounded by his stuffed animals, err, friends

Then why do I feel this aura of sadness around him?


Surely he knows they're not real...
That if he were to leave them, they wouldn't call for him to come back...
He must know that
He must...

But, there they are. Gathered in front of his perfect house
Happily chatting away, as if nothing is wrong


I'm sure one day he'll wake up and realize it
Realize that they're not real, the stuffed animals
are not real
That they don't care for him
That they can't care for him
All he needs
is to just
snap out of it...
and wake up






Hey guys! That was a poem that took me a long time to write, I know it's probably pretty bad, I'm only 16. But that poem was about me, how I'm surrounded by friends that aren't real friends, but they're there. It's true, I've never worked a day of my life for anything. Never worked to have friends, people just naturally like me I guess. But deep down I know im not who they think i am, that im not truly happy. Anyway, please leave feedback if you think i could've worded something better, anything is appreciated, I'm very new!
~Thanks,
        -Graeme

Now Smithy was as angry as poo
He said Mickey, "Oi, Listen, must you!
  Come here for a meeting
  It'll be only fleeting
But be there by a quarter to two."

As loud as he dared
With nostrils all flared
  Smith ranted and raved
  Like he was depraved
No wonder Mickey was scared

He began with a deep fierce roar
And huffed like a bear that was sore
  "It's not easy to say
I can't stand things this way
I can't take it like this any more."

Smith blew his red nose on his sleeve
Then said "You must take now your leave
  You've driven me crazy
  No, I'm not being lazy
I need some more me-time to grieve."

"I know that our feelings were strong
I am sorry that you must now be gone
  I'll always love you
  You held my hand in the loo
It's not that you did anything wrong."

Now who should replace him within?
Our choices are looking too thin.
   I do know a man...
  This could be a plan...
A Zimbabwean that has a big chin.

Now the panel has been sacked
The whole system looks cracked
  Who is next their line?
  Graeme Smith would be fine..
The captain has not yet been whacked.

But what more can we say?
Madness now leads the way.
  Since Onions' not out
  South Africa have doubt
'bout all that's 'tween night and the day.

That chap we'd all forgotten
You know, with temper rotten
  Full of fire and flair
  Masses of curly hair
It's furious Ryan Sidebottom.

Graeme Smith is great
If you want someone to hate
  There was a nick
  the lying *****
His presense again does grate

That man has no **** SKILL
And him I'd like to ****
  His ears not SHARPER
  ****** Darly HARPER
I know I need a PILL

Once there was Brighton rock, sent with love from Graeme Green.
My early life bore sticks of rock in candy stripes or perfect pink.
My young days were blessed by gift shops and cold cafe winters and buckets of sand.
Paignton, one of several beach fronts that I had encountered.
Another  beach I met when I was wee.
Was lovely Weymouth, stocked with historical regency.
Upon the sands was to be found a perfect sculptor played with sand.
A maker of  the sphinx,and of cars and crowns.
Stole all the little children's tears and frowns.
Built Neptune complete with his chariot and maybe just another modest castle.
Almost fit to suit a modern day queen.
Mr Punch and Mrs Judy.
The puppeteer's hand shoved up both their bottoms at once.
Poor knackered donkeys plodded.
Their bridles labelled with their names.
All gone now.
Think the animal rights brigade may have stepped in there.
Punch and Judy deemed inappropriate and the sandman left.
Guess they put him to sleep or maybe they're just taxing his sand.
(C) Livvi

if all these energies are spent on youth, then such a crescendo of disillusionment is waiting with its gnashing teeth and gangrene filth to stand straight iron your shirts, and queue for a bottle of milk - at the supermarket like a catwalk of Milan - people and their dream of telekinesis - they enforced stance on telepathy -  telepathy being, of course, the symptom of over exposure to televisions - that scale justified by infinity mirrors, or that infinity (∞) is actually a mirroring - mire rings and what other disambiguation  there is to it in reverse - but only in a snap of the flash - illumination via a twin begot between two limits... or something like that.

never you mind english pragmatism,
pragmatic speech therapies and other associations,
bundles of closed words that desire
the presence of a dictionary, desire or no
desire, are bound to require the dictionary
necessarily - long gone the pronoun overuse
as is the signature of the english tongue -
pronoun overuse - shrapnel of conjunctions
and the like between elongated word-giraffes...
infinity is a mirroring effect* -
infinity is a foggy murk of 19th century London
should it be looked at straight, or seen through,
paper from wood, glass from sand, finely
ground - not grin d e d - sublime i say ol' chap -
we are bound to loosen things up without
clear vox vis (voiced energy - pardon any
other association of vis, meaning also violence -
latin is dead in meaning, but alive with type oh,
typos as the curvatures of sigma: it total,
no northern barbarian conqueror or *** gave us
encoding to use - the rúnes were like roman
numerals, matchsticks - VI or ᛋ -
                                  or die junker in das bunker -
and if by the testimony of Ogham - should
any testimony be made - once a whisper &
secret... rune - now a frenzied shout on the hills!
råbe of king Cnut, the conquest of England -
ᚱᚨᛒᛖ: r (ride, journey) / a (one of the Æsir) /
          b (birch) and last e (horse)                   .
all my books smells of onions as i prepared dinner,
and garlic too, a famous imprint some might say;
or say that nearing-middle age all this
technological connectivity made us more distant
with our neighbours, or that some say
that all that's prone to internet publishing is false -
but have you inspected the publishing industry?
glamour models' autobiographies,
footballers' "auto" biographies -
graeme le saux is called a professor because he has
a-levels or a degree - and you think all that
is published for charity on the internet is false?
i guess you've never had so much freedom
to delve in private places where social media is
the ugly head of socialism popping up once more,
but the health of the publishing industry leaves
me agitated, as was richard brautigan
in his poem hey!   this is what it's all about
with the beautiful words:
                                             no publication
                                             no money
                                             no star
                                             no ****
                                             ____________
yes, i will be playing with diacritical symbols
as if i were learning chinese encoding of sounds
so so complex they might as well be crop-circles -
but what farmer cares for such symbols?
a secret genius on a farm in Iowa? hardly -
i'll be playing that game of what's more protruding
should i have written rúnes or rūnes -
or left it sketchy and stark naked runes -
since the r is also protruding when going
skiing into the parabola - believe me, the pedantic
in me, given the lessons learnt from Kabbalah
concerning active meditation using symbols
will keep me up all night long - and indeed, once
a cryptology for whispers and secrets,
now a blatant shout as if feeling it was necessary -
akin to a book of maxims:
are these necessary truths, or unnecessary truths?
but as they say: we lost a great treat -
we lost the leprechaun's and the genie's reward,
then came mathematics and solidified our loss,
it's not a case of secrets any more -
but a stance of i just want to be heard!

                                                        ­                    the end.

You see I have problems saying
I don’t want to talk to people
Because I so badly want friends
To talk to and today I found it hard
To talk to Daniel (the messiah) Sanderson
Because he is very negative
And up in nirvana my previous lives Graeme Thorne and footballer Albert Waldron are pushing really bad anxiety into his brain and making me buy fish oil
To calm mine to make me deal with mine better than him and today his phone calls are very boring because I think he fucken wants me to fucken help him but when I first met him I showed him I wasn’t into his kind of anxiety and lately the messiah every day was thinking of killing himself by going to bstehaven to drown and Greene Thorne who was a cool kid said, we need to bring Daniel away from me and Albert said he hates footy and my current life wants to help him get to a better life so we will give me a panic attack and then after that I get rid of the panic attack in a way that the messiah doesn’t understand so he prefers to talk to another friend about it and I don’t understand his sudden mood but I do know that greame and Albert are pushing my anxiety out of me which was caused by him indefinitely and hopefully the messiah doesn’t hate me for it but I never want his anxiety problems because he is a loser
I am taking two fish oils a day to hopefully calm it and hopefully Graeme and Albert will get the anxiety away from the messiah
But I don’t really care if he doesn’t want to talk to me before he dies
Yes Graeme and Albert’s plan worked
To hopefully calm my anxiety by making his worst

i say better than's god,
i say one is
demanding alm
and that be cleft,
and to queue....
you have no heratfelt marrow
to be called a bone!
as i do, resting: an engraved to a tomb,
you were but a womb to my
liking worth: a worth a living heart.
you are nothing and as such...
the few.
nord vind:        
                    forlatevære...
just be: let be...
               gråsol skygge -
         innhøsting. Cnut fathom scoot!
knew ur boghdan mein noot!
graeme revell...  the film blow...
              and then you die....
or you so hope to do so...
with the violins and etc.

In January 2018 young dolly Everett committed suicide after receiving lots of hurtful comments and she couldn’t take it anymore, so she ended her life, I went up to nirvana to guide her slowly to her next life
Because she gave up on life as dolly, after being a loving life kid with the akubra hat, I know how losing your life so young can be hard because I was Graeme Thorne in my previous life and in this life I try and have a positive attitude in life, I explained to dolly that Buddha wants you to fight your way into another ****** because you have a lot to live for and despite me saying that, dolly didn’t want to come back, the world is too cruel, and
I said yes, but the chances of being a target of bullying again is slim and I could make you come back into a great person as your mother and I got bullied in school in this life, but I never wanted to **** myself but I understand it isn’t as easy for you, so I will sit and drink methane with you for a long as it takes because my point is you shouldn’t let bullies spoil your vision of life, home and away star penny macnamee wants another baby, and I think you would be ideal to get reborn into her family and you can love life and have fun and put those dreaded bullies in your past
Dolly said, it is hard for me people were awful to me and I said, I got teased and bullied back then, but I don’t want to let that spoil my vision of life and I know you ended dolly Everett but you should give penny the chance to enjoy motherhood
And you will have an older brother and you can have fun as well and dolly sat in the Saturn pub for 3 weeks and finally penny was trying for a baby and dolly was wanting to enter it which I said well done dolly don’t let the world stop you from enjoying life and I am now on medication for schitzophrenia and if you need that which I hope you don’t just learn to love life, bullies are just problem children who could be jealous
They will never make me forget about life and your next life will be a fabulous one for you

When I was Just a little boy
I asked my friend what shall I be
Will I ride horses will I **** girls
He said whatever you want to do
Then after that I asked everyone what should I do
Should I tour Adelaide should I hike in the Grampians
I did them both you see
You see Brian oh Brian whatever we will be will be
The future is so easy
If you believe in previous lives
When I Just a teenager I asked my mother what to believe
Will it be Jesus will it be Buddha
I have no idea
When I was 18 years old
I asked my best friend what can I do
Will I'll be mental will be a cleaner or will have fun teasing
My best friend
Brian oh Brian whatever will be will be the future Is so easy
If you believe in previous lives
You will understand that relating to my this life past
That I am Graeme Thorne and grant Beaumont

Hi I am a Buddhist
I believe in reincarnation
I believe if we really used our brains over what we learnt as a kid we will discover who we were dating back to 5-000-000
Years ago and I guarantee you will discover there was life before dinosaurs
In fact dinosaurs and people were on earth together in different parts of the world
You see I was Cronus around the times where Christians claimed the world started but
I was chased by dinosaurs and taken by muggers to the arctic circle so Christians can own this world but to me, as a Buddhist I was determined to continue to help the people of this world by supplying presents for the people of the arctic because before Athena sent a snowstorm there were people living on the arctic
And I went on trip through the island delivering gifts and yeah
I was the start of Santa Claus
And also I lived in the 100 years war as Isabella of France but I try not to tell people because to say you're someone famous like that sounds really weird but I have a story about her on hello poetry as Johnny Georgy brown
You see as a Buddhist I want to calm the minds of my fellow humans but that isn't as easy as it seems and as I get pains from different parts of my body I relax and let Athena heal me so I can feel good about myself
You see I prefer the idea of knowing that we walk on earth
Rather than go off to some enchanted land the Christians call heaven and with me being on earth makes me feel more at ease because if you think about it heaven is in a unrecognisable
Land nobody knows where it is
Earth is with us and no matter where your lives are it sounds and is more realistic than heaven but as a Buddhist I respect people on what they believe because with all the problems in the world it is hard to show you love earth but you just relax and take it easy you can like me be one of the helpers on earth
You do art and craft and writing
Help in a homeless shelter
Go to Christian centres to help people and despite me having a belief in reincarnation I still would like to help In churches
And also I believe I was Blackbeard the pirate and mate
I was a evil pirate but I use that belief as a reforming the pirate
In me, I also believe I was Henry the 8th another very evil man but I try and wash that evil out of my soul and I feel itchy on the feet and when I get itchy parts on my body I feel it is the demons of the cosmos coming after me but sometime it could be just simple things like worms or diabetes from eating too much sugar but Buddhism can control the pains you get from that by grabbing each demon by the head and swing it around your body till it starts to feel miles better, and the way you feel better is you take your medication and that could put you in touch with Athens to heal your previous life pain which is in this life as mental illness
Like if your grandfather died and entered his next life as a girl and the girl had Down syndrome and she came into your life as your girlfriend and she turned on you by saying
She ain't interested in a relationship with you and that means her niceness is the fact that her previous life was your grandfather but you keep that information doesn't get out in the open because it might have dire circumstances which if you breathe any word that your her grandson you won't get the atmosphere you want out of it
You see people who just believe in science should look at the science of being reincarnated into another body, like a happy loving life individual suddenly turning into a crying baby but through time that baby learns what really makes him happy and eventually gets his loving life back and every day their new parents take them out showing them this fantastic world and my dad wanted to stay an Australian and became the granddaughter of Jimmy Barnes and daughter of David and Lisa Campbell twin with brother Billy and dads new name is Betty and I was having kidnapping thoughts and my family never got those thoughts
So I discovered that I was kidnapped as Graeme Thorne and grant Beaumont and I have s fear of dogs which is from my life in 1946 being attacked by dogs in the Bronx and my last positive life was Albert Waldron who was a footy player from Adelaide and I love footy and Adelaide and I was a clown in the Adelaide circus as Albert
Waldron and before then I was a doctor for the Swedish army
And my name was John hawker English and I saved a few people from certain death and
Buddha gave me a house in hawker to remind me of the good I was doing in that life

My friend Daniel Sanderson was annoying me, ya know wanting to **** himself in November and I did nothing to stop him because of his short fuse he has about his ****** life so every night I went to the spirits of my previous lives and started to wonder how can I understand Daniel because even if he wants to end his life I would miss him, so last Thursday my previous life Graeme Thorne really got inside Daniels head with a very strong anxiety attack and the next day he was in the psych ward and I want him to be ok even if he has eye problems and overweight and let’s not forget the problems with his knee and I know I can’t live In the past when we were all younger but I just don’t want him to **** him self
Because he says mentally ill people can’t
Change the world
Be who they want to be
Have big groups of friends
Etc etc etc
Just because he doesn’t
And I wanted him to stop talking about
Doing the cowards way out by killing himself
But I need to understand him
But best of all I want him to get the help he needs
I don’t think I am the psych ward type
Because I love my life too much to want
To **** myself
I am not visiting him
Just talking on the phone to him
Covid and I don’t want him to drag me down
I thank Graeme for giving him enough anxiety to get the help he needs

Hi dudes and welcome to the Saturn community concert and our first guest is Kathryn Roswell who was my grandfather in her previous life and she is singing with Martin the Martian
With a top hat here they are
Their first song is agadoo
Which goes like this
Agadoo doo doo push pineapple shake the tree agadoo doo doo push pineapple grind coffee which was Kathryn’s fave song where she knows the words and the actions to and then she sang elvis Presley’s song love me tender which was a song she loved to sing to me ya know her last life’s grandson and then after that Martin the Martian who was John Mahoney from the tv series Frasier singing
I am a Martian with a top hat and I have no tie and I am ready to party all night when your young you will party
To forget about reality and have a little fun oh yeah party right
Yes everyone is ready to party with
Me and Kathryn yo here on Saturn
And I get my top hat and as I am wearing no tie
Just the perfect shade of green
I am a Martian with a top hat
With a naked green body
I am ready to party yeah
C’mon get out your top hat
And put on your dancing shoes
And party party party all night
And then Kathryn and Martin the Martian played a lot of seventies and eighties songs and everyone got down and danced, the songs were
Dancing queen abba
Sweet home Alabama
American pie don McLean
Standing on the outside cold chisel
Duncan slim dusty using all the names of the people here
And then they left the stage
And bon Scott came on stage with Michael Hutchence and Roy Orbison
Michael on drums Roy vocals and bon
On bass guitar they sang
Pretty woman
You shook me all night long
Suicide blonde
You got it
Who made who
Need you tonight
Handle with care
Thunderstruck
Devil inside
And then they bowed to the audience thanking them for dancing and left the stage
Then the crazy hip hop dancers from Jupiter who were Daniel morecombe
And Graeme Thorne who is me now on earth and Caleb Logan and they danced to great songs like
A hip hop version to YMCA village people and Stan from Eminem and another hip hop version of karma chameleon from culture club standing on the inside looking out which is a song I wrote and performed at the poetry slam and the last one was come on aussies come on the old cricket song and now we have some cosmic belly dancers coming out
Their names are Kim Davidson and Bridget bromhead and Ruth cracknell and they shook their bellies to chicken dance
And nut bush city limits and a Christmas song jingle bells and good ship Lollypop and rock and roll music
And after that the swinging yobbos came out slim dusty Alfred Waldron who was another previous life of mine and my currents life’s late father Barry Allan who is now Betty Campbell
And they sang songs like waltzing Matilda and fly burgers which was my first poem I wrote and a tisket a tasket which we showed our inner ***** and then we played all the afl theme songs starting with Sydney Adelaide Carlton Brisbane Melbourne
West coast Fremantle port Adelaide
The gws giants Gold Coast suns north Melbourne hawthorn st Kilda Essendon Richmond and Collingwood
And finished with the green machine
Canberra Raiders song and we left the stage then I came out to sing this song before the fireworks
It is called the schizophrenic Macarena
1 2 3 4 do the schizophrenic
From the first day you were born
To your current situation
With medication you can be reformed
Yeah mate yeah I am schitzophrenic
Don’t worry about my best mate
His name was rob butler
I wish I could explain it because I know
There was no best friend named rob butler
You see if I was married to Susan brown mate and if I had a family
With two sons David and mike
I know they don’t exist
But in a way I wished they did
And I am schitzophrenic
1 2 3 4 I am schitzophrenic
From the first day I was born
To my current situation
With medication I can be reformed
Wow yeah I am schitzophrenic
I like Christmas
But I am a Buddhist
I like the peace behind it
Despite being anything but at peace
With my crazy mental illness
Then I jumped in the back seat
Of my best mates cab
But the thing about it is
No mate of mine has ever drove a cab
Except Stan niemic but it is not him
1 2 3 4 do the schitzophrenic
From the first day I was born
To my current situation
I wish my childish dillusions will go away cause I hate being schitzophrenic oh yeah bow bow
And now here are the beautiful fireworks and that lit up the sky for 21 minutes, it was beautiful
Bye everyone and I will see you at the next cosmic community concert
Goodbye dudes

I have a friend named Daniel
He is a bit negative but
That is because his family
Treat him like ****
Daniel was born in 1979
Over ten years after me
After his last life which was
Soccer player from Italy
The players name was renarto curi
You see when Daniel was a baby
His family turned the soccer off
Daniel cried really loudly
Till they turned it back on
Daniel has always been good at soccer
Despite him being mentally ill
He played soccer for a lot of clubs
As well as kicking the ball with mates
He says he can control soccer
And other sports as well
But that was renarto curi’s spirit
Getting into his body
You see in the 1950s renarto curi
Was just a little kid
About the same time as my past life
Graeme Thorne and when renarto died he wanted to meet that poor kid
Who was thrown to the sharks
But renarto curi has to
Put up with somebody who says
He is the messiah
But that is because of his ****** life
And ****** family that goes with it
I want renarto curi to make sure
That Daniel who is dying doesn’t have those powers in his next life
Yes Daniel needs to be positive
Not the negative **** he could be

My father
Mr Barry Allan is now
Betty Campbell

My friend Mark jones is now
Leo Campbell

My grandmother ivy gimbert is now
Annie Leblanc

My nanna Jean Allan is now
John Robert rimel

My uncle ray Pocock is now
Rhett Leroy

Stan Niemec is now
Jackson mecham

Barry Loughton is now
Mitch Ryan

My Aunty Pam Scalley is now
Willow columbo

My friend Scott MacDonald was my cat lucky and now is
Daxton butler

My friend Steve volks is now
Brock butler

My grandfather Alexander gimbert is
Now
Kathryn Rodwell

My grandfather Clarence Allan is now
Ryan Clark

Slim dusty is now
Darci lynne

Murray Flynn is now
David from family fun pack

Ronald Regean is now
Ryan Donnelly

Dean Martin is now
Jack vidgen

Frank Sinatra is now
Ky Baldwin

Bobby Pickett is now
Zack from family fun pack

Don Bradman is now
Xander McGuire

John f Kennedy is now
Stephen Gallagher

Bill woodful is now
My brother Chris Allan

Andy Williams is now
Micheal from family fun pack

Graeme Thorne is now
Me, Brian Allan also I was Albert Waldron John hawker English Blackbeard the pirate Leonardo da Vinci and many more

Elvis Presley is now
Shaycarl butler

My friend Paul berenyi is now
My niece Caitlin Allan

Ruth cracknell is now
Gavin butler

Elizabeth Montgomery is now
My niece Susan Allan

Agnes moorehead is now
Melissa Joan hart

Sue Sanderson is now
Baby Olivia from yes they are all ours

Martin Luther king is
George Floyd

My uncle Stan is now
Isaiah from fathering autism

My cat muscles is now
Abbie from fathering autism

Girls don’t do that
Girls ain’t dudes
Only boys are dudes
You see I am watching tv
And voices are crowding my head
I want to be professional
But I can’t be
So I watch nice music wrapped up in a concert it’s cool
You see when I was young I was teased a lot and one of those teasers is dead and he acts like he died to mess with my head
You see my late father was trying to get me to be a good family person, like do things properly but people called him a great big old fogie but now he is dead and in his next life which is Betty I feel I have released the bad karma he dealt with
No mate I didn’t **** him, he just drowned in the pool but when he died my mind worked overtime to bring dad to his next life saying the world isn’t ready for you yet because there was a lot of bad karma around him
At the moment dad is sending mum to not watch as much television, you know not binge watch and my old school chum Paul is making me hear voices from the old friends I used to hang with as a young dude
You see I hated people back then but there is no way this will force me to **** myself because I love my life too much and I hated every kid playing with rope after I watched the clip on YouTube seeing children tie each other up, so I am trying to watch really positive stuff on YouTube to make myself the best version of myself
And I hope other people fucken well do the same, I occasionally talk to my voices as a joke but I don’t believe them though
I want people to be nice even though it’s hard to do, they should be nice to each other
When I was robbed in the 1970s
By a crazy bully, I felt everyone was trying to keep me away from being a real family person
Most of my actions when I was a child was because of my previous life as Graeme Thorne and grant Beaumont, taken from this world too young and I can’t seem to focus on things
In this life but I love my life too much to want to **** myself
When I talk to my psychiatrist about being kidnapped and killed in my previous life, they talk like Christians would and think I am crazy and I know that is the truth but I feel if I keep talking about that I will be driven to the psych ward and that place is ****** well like hell to be in, and I am having a hard life at the moment with my voices so I am dieting and exercising to try and push me away but I remember being called a Turk when I was walking crazily across the footy field and when I said dunno hasn’t got a name on it they said what are you looking at Turk one hundred times over
And I felt bad because all people want to do is tease me
And I hate getting teased so I ****** off away from those fools and I want to rebuild my life, being healthy and together
And never have problems because I do want people to like me, and not worry about my past and when dad died I went to the funeral and I brought him to his next life as Betty because dad needed me to grow up and despite not showing I wanted to, to dad I was trying to grow up
Despite acting marginally like a little kid