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Post by Adam on Mar 3, 2006 11:07:50 GMT 9
Throughout time, you will see the wonderous stories of The Dreamtime appear here.
These are true stories of fiction....that doesn't work you say? Well I tell you, it does. These stories are as true as the exisitance of man, but in an untold way of man. Oh yes, it makes sense....it really does.
Here you will see the stories of brudda Hukamukamon and brudda Wobbahuka.
Sit back and enjoy the great told untold stories that is The Dreamtime...
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Post by Hukamukamon on Mar 3, 2006 11:33:39 GMT 9
Hello there brudda's. I'm Hukamukamon. And I'll be telling you the first part of our story of The Dreamtime.
This is the story of how the thunder came to be...
Back in da dreamtime....long ago, there was 2 tribes, one was called the Yalabarra tribe and the other was called the Uraknikal tribe, now the Yalabarra tribe were evil, and they lived inland in da desert.......and one day the chief of da tribe decided to attack the Uraknikal tribe becasue they wanted to live on da water so they can eat fish instead of goanna.....so they marched across da desert towards the Uraknikal tribe ready to attack, the Uraknikal tribe heard that they were coming, so they got ready for the great brudda dance of evil (war) they got closer and closer until they saw each other then they charged at each other, they finally colided, blood and arms and heads and legs and willys and guts were flying everywhere, the war was on.............the brudda god Garukunka was up dere sitting on a cloud watching his fellow brudda's fighting, and he was sick of it, so he came down to were the fight was and said to them, now brudda's should not be fighting each other, so you shall be punished, so he waved his hand and all there magical powers came bursting towards them........and all the brudda's that were fighting went into the clouds, and to this day, they are still fighing, battling across the land, so when you hear thunder thats the brudda's fighting away.........and to this day they still do....to this day.........long ago...in da dreamtime, long ago.....
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Post by Wobbahuka on Mar 3, 2006 11:46:12 GMT 9
Hello Fellow Bruddas its me wobbahuka i have come from many diffrants lands to tell you a story a stroy about mother eartha nd how it got its colours Till dis day Long Ago in the Dreamtime
Long ago in the dream time there were two tribes the foobakka tribe and the tibterha tribe and these two tribes didnt not like each other because the men from the foobakka tribe would not let the mens sons marry there daugters and the tibterha found this very disrispectful to there ancestors and one day one of the men from the tibterha tok a daugter fromt he foobakka tribe well this was very bad and the foobakka tribe did not like this and the wise man fromt he foobakka told the other men that they had show great disrespect to there familys and ansestors and they should be punished punshid by death and the titerha tribe said we accept to challenge you to the death but the lossers the one who suffers most death must leave and never return back both tribes agreed and left to prepair for battle but the gods were not happy with the decision but they watched to see what happend but they had a plan but what this plan was could not be done untill after the battle winner had been decided and so the two tribes begain there war dance and they ran at each other..ALALALALALALA... the yelled and they attacked each other with there throwing sticks spilling blood on the ground " RED BLOOD " and then as the last spear was thrown there were no more men standing they had all died inthe battel and spilled there blood on the ground staining it forever and to this day no one nose if it was the gods who kiled everyone or if it was fait but if u go and look at the earth to this day the blood of the two tribes are still there stained foever on the dirt in the dreamtime LONGAGO!..
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Post by Hukamukamon on Mar 4, 2006 9:24:30 GMT 9
Brudda's, I have a story of many, many truths and many, many myths. Please take the time to read this story of...... Kangaroo Meat... Long ago, the brudda's loved to cook all sorts of meats like; goanna, fish, dingo balls, koala hampers, but most of all they loved kangaroo, well one day, the hunters from the kolipolap tribe went out to catch a kangaroo for a special occasion, an occasion called 'the celebration of the sun and moon', so they were out for hours and hours, and found nothing but roo blood, they thought this was odd, becasue the brudda's havent had kangaroo in 2 years, so there should be heaps of kangaroo's running and hopping around.......so the brudda's gave up and just got a few goanna's and a few dingos, then returned the tribe, all the other brudda's and sista's were saying "where's all da kangaroo?  " da hunters just had to say, dere was none left becasue they were hunting for hours and couldnt find anything.........so the sista's just started cooking the meat they had. (An hour later, brudda) An hour later they were all sitting around eating and drinking, laughing and dancing around the fire untill they heard and felt some rumbling, the brudda's were screaming "Gulawulapop!!! Gulawulapop!!" which means 'earthquake', so they all stood in a group....untill all of a sudden the rumbles stoped, a brudda yelled out 'hula popi gunaa pilop nila' which means 'shit, theres a roo', all the brudda's gasped, hundreds maybe thousands of kangaroos starting coming from the bushes.........the lead kangaroo said 'nt ntntnt' which mean 'attack!!!!' all the roo's hoped to the brudda's and sista's and killed them all........now to this day the kangaroo's are an animal not to be fucked with, not even the bravest of brudda's will mess with one.....to this day, long ago, in the dreamtime.... |
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" da hunters just had to say, dere was none left becasue they were hunting for hours and couldnt find anything.........so the sista's just started cooking the meat they had.