A:Nungarrayi=one of me:didi=irish for tit:tdot=I don’t know but:Copas=my mothers mothers maiden name

For Dalai the Lama
Four poems here written
And a fifth in my wish
Will money be smitten;
By this not what of bitten.

Lama are you Dalai?

In Isa
Love Allah
For the Lama Dalai this
There is no one
Has not the
Capacity to conceptualise what causes
That of our nature
Not yet at Elohim Allah
So this black mother
Mother to a snake boy
So quite alike to Dalai
In one blue patch of sight
Will take that her
Your will to in I
This my gift for
Tibetean people
In whose eyes your life shaman
I see your soul had the opposite
To the beneficience you provide
Of that teaching in happiness
That the world need collide with
So as to conceptualise what will be is
That what sorrow I see
Is yours to absorb
Aliken that I
This gift thereby
The police call
Held for
In Canadian Mounted
And Wild Peaches try
Has a measure hard to detect
Often faster
Unpredictable yet
Than more commonly contoured gets
Is known in Islam
In measuring direction to Makka
Is only that an Angel can measure
At a differing density of matter
In between the known higher realm
And that unknow much higher of sihr
But can not be gauged from neither
The results so measured
Without Angel’s Level
Of accounting for the weather
So lands in any direction
A measure in distance
Away from the other
This information
Have Aboriginal Australians
Not managed by
Of an undeclared war ripe
Now long since before
European invaders arrived
Over what in we fall
That not is the Muslim arrivals
Some eight hunred years in time now
We many are already that Islam our way be
Yet silently
As this must so also define me
For our way might be to
Define you as a temporary enemy
Since only the process we need is
That war might have become the call
Since we are absorbing of
So very much
As to end that at every other patch of Earth
Through the drug selling gangs here
This war is near
All impinging dreadfully upon us
By too many shaytan in our call
Is that after arrived Islam
But before the British
We had an invasion of the Chinese
Here into Australia
And are still undermined by
In our true indigenous methodology
With apology
In that I might have mislead
You all through that theosophy
And my hair in Japanese dolls
But of the Emperor’s handshakes
I am that Kundom I take
After dying already was I Omnee
Of the polemic the fire inside ice me
So while Australia’s indigenous people
My heart will ever know I am my own self true to
The police call fell out into the Muslim quarter
Yet neither have Muslims
Managed at all
In that they extract
From Australians at
Much other of our goodness
So providing to America’s Indigenous for
Seeking evidence as though
The economy might contrive to grow
If only indigenous America
Instead of Australia
Receive Islam’s call
Yet when here in our land
Already of Qur’an
Stories combining with
So blessed by eight hundred years
Of knowing that this our fall
So let me here write
To the Dalai Lama
To belong among
The Ummah
Of Islam
Might you be strong by
Our collectively recognised
Capacity to think
The singular creative energy that
We all of Religious belief
Have prayed to upon millenium past
So in received the prophesy last
That Islam is cause of all of us
Finding we in our stories ever
The best run conclusions
Are begun within through acceptance of never and forever
To be lived through
In remembering ever
Life is more precious
That our endlessness will be
So know in death your own life through me
By us in sum
Djinn of black mother
When weaving in Revelations
To any cut open song
As the lock upon every gate
Please find me
At fault
For yours done
In note
Within belief in my truth
Of police caused grief
This will be within every belief
In silence to creep
It is with the Angel of Apocalypse
That in positive masculine quality
Aligning the first Church in Revelations
Will provide through Tibet
Control of police
Who is whom among those who worship what do

Of four distinct life forms
Has this Earth been ever to form
Angels, and Djinn, will Human, but Shayteen
To know of in difference between
By falls is the only discriminating
Between Human and Shayteen
Is that a Human
Falls into enacting
Whatever it has
Committed to never in positive consequence
Yet also forever of negative
While a Shayteen
Fails to
What ever it professes
Is when ever is mentioned a positive quality
While Angels are always true
And Djinn not likely to
Which is almost alike to
The Shayteen
But not quite
Except when
Such is
Fate to
Delude you
So just remember
While one world ends
Since we can not be exist
With no world to be in
Another is already forming
And since this is as it is
One thing true in this minute
Might not be so the next
That is except
For every word Ahadith
Qur’an
Prophesy
A real Prophet did
Let Allah through their own mouth relate
So fear less
The Shayteen
Than what your own
Self never committed
So then to learn of Djinn
And the Angels begin
Djinn with in two modes of apparition
Muslim are the manifestations
By which Angels
Lead whom might not yet believe
In reality
Being inclusive
Of the fact of Angel’s existing is un-exclusive
And that what an Angel is
Forgives in both directions
Of time
Unliken to men and women
Constricted by nature of gender
In finer density that postive or negative
Quality light is
Defines the direction in time
Of possiblity in forgiveness
While in bodily gender
Only that of the self manifests
To any person already informed in death
Yet while shayteen are not yet truly in their own nature
And so the fall into wrongs of sihr
What manifests of Djinn as Shaytan
Is that stolen from child Angels
When of feminine capacity able
By persons accusing
Yet thus denying their own evolution
By theft from a girl
Mother as well
Whom Dreamed only
With Angels
But that did Shaytan
So cause in catalyst
By frightening her into
Falling up in through
The ascending scales of creation
As Church bells ring
While denying her in
Bodily existance
Is her forgiveness
And thus have shayteen
Defined their own nature
In defiance
Of such truth this
That their will is
And thus forgiveness
So they sought rather
To worship
Via a mother
In what they stole of her
To discover
As though of their own nature
Is hers to thank in this Iblis
For accepting its
First to fall only seems to be because
Already Jesus account within is
Then whoever she is
Before Iblis
And Shiva to her Kali
That the Angel of Death will
Become through
That last man
Whom accepts every fall as his
Within which
Everlasting life is
By combining genetics with
Flora
Of cellular respiration
Need we experience
For a drier belief ability in this
So name her not Goddess
For who is in that sort of hat
Only defines their own self
As less
Than Human
But herein prove
The clue to all our evolution
God in Definitive

How could we ever
Have had success as
Attempting for definition
In what which God is
Or is not as
And that not ever was
Which he is not
Being rather
How we try define God
But then even failing because
What is the definition of possible is
What has in its presence that fact that God exists
While in each impossiblity he is not
So in that intangible
Definition of possible
His existance is
That which is possiblity’s definition
Out side of which
We have no existance
So please stop
Trying to disprove
God
Since I rather prefer if
You reading this
Exist
Because of

Yet let the example I know
Be in which you can
Believe in me
See here next is my
Attempt to try
To define He
Whom is Allah and God
That we be of

World of belief in God
Is just so not
What those whom fail it
Suppose us believers believe
God to be

Judge faith not
For belief is by definition
True to reason
In experiential conditions
So defy not
What your own life’s transitions
Have so far failed to provide of

And if you can not yet believe
In God
And every he bequeath
Then just believe in life
Being sustained by
A mysterious unity of energy
For what else is He
If not singularity
Too large for us to imagine
Too minute in action
For our detection
Too loving of our being
To let us end with existing
If only we forget momentarily
In Him need

For it is of us
Those parts
We have to have for love
In God above
Which fail to believe
In constance existing
Which are causal to existence ceasing
And yet within
The key is
That every
Perfect unity
Of Faith in Love
Of God above
Of reason
Of science and belief
Of hope to make the Earth our home a better place
Is the aspect of us
The Soul in living unity with
What will not cease
Without God recreating us
Once again
Every moment
So well we are beloved
In the face of the worst that has become of us
The Difficultest Difficulty

There are four groups
Herein I will attempt
For definition of
Yet beware as
The distinctions
Are hazy yet of
In that my mind
Is suddenly to remind
I know not where to place this
Information that is
My friend who is quite like me
Once drove a VIP
During the Olympics in Sydney
While I sat at home with my children
In belief of the Indigenous work done
Upon which that games is
Of ruea(ld) w(o)arl(d) as is our way to say it
The sports they play
So therein one group I define
No less like all four
Those indigenous
Whom still yet are mixed
Believing and non
Group one whose fall
To pestilance is
Then group two whose fall is a test
That war belong
While then again
Another group among
All indigenous
Are whom the fall into
Famine becomes
These falls because
Of what tricks align
To the criminal activity of mind
Whether in activity or passive receptivity
Often that we must just swallow to be
In each group defined
Prove what consequence
Of apocalypse
Is willing to be caused by
So then yet must we align
Those whose fall is
Most often
Of Dajjal’s kind
So in is death defined
Beleiving here quite clear and dear
We all fall
To every kind
But each in locality
Have strong leanings of particularity
In strengths to overcome what we
Are fallen in through to
Yet just now let me
Not place
But only label
As P, W, F, and D
And now explain
What it is of
I can perceive
Remembering of course
In each category by letter
 Is defined
Not only the sins
But forms of life
Among whom
In each example
Are enough who
Believe in Allah absolute
Since if not
Nothing of us
Could be because
By cause
Inform
Already is it
These crimes
Too far
Have got
And lack of balance exists
Showing up
By war crimes committed
Without even any effort
Or presence of Djinn of
That condones why war is
In proof of what defines when and where war is needed
The envy of assuming identies
When it has become that
Mothers and fathers
Are unable protect true children
So where envy of identity
Caused by capacity to withstand invasion silently
Is not yet receeded
Sure still has peace wrongly proceeded
Imposed upon us
By police brutality
Wrongly using legislation
To deny our fight that our land is no nation
So look to how these letter signs show
Of P, W, F, and D
At P is received
Income from W and D
And outgoing at P
By both theft and alms flowing
Is going to all three
W, F, and D
Lesson here to remember dear
D needs one each of P, W, and F
For true balance
So of outgoing expenses
Has P be providing
Of W, F, and D,
Seems also to link with
How it came to be
That Cain killed Abel
Since in Seth only
Can Dajjal stable
While at W is received
Income from P, F, and D
And outgoing in both means
Travels back to P, F, and D
As it should be
But not enough where is much P
Then at F is received
P and W
But where is D
While receiving of F
By any methodology
Are those at
W and D but not P
That is in F
And of course at D
The income can only be
Of P, W, and F
But outgoing expenses in D
Are predominantly
That from Islam and Christianity
Those to W
Leaving out P and F
And of that ignorance be
A translation between
Rightfully paid
From D to P
To theft
From P to W and F
So P gave in Alms to W
Then herein perhaps also trying to give to F
Within this particular analysis
Remember always that this is
When a sihr trick did
The resolution is to acquit it
Through belief in the four horsmen of Apocalypse
Being Angels through which
Our money launders
But every only
In black mother because
Through her did it Babylon be
Already
And bearing mindfully
With the fact
That these transitions from sihr
Are managed
Not wrongly because
In each place is only by
Each believers capacity
Of how much criminality
We are enabled absorb
And not re-enact
Though only refocus
Through those horsemen
Of Apocalypse
So then the question is
Need anybody believe in God
So as to believe
In those horsemen’s capacity
To launder our money
So to beware of exists
For non-sense become of our meanings thus is
But that which
In balance need have; is
Tonne Wrote Every Seagull Broke

‘Ssss’ perfect Leeeeigh
Chris prevented
Self knowledge
Undemented
But that can Bhyame
This be mended
Santa fended
Beast of the Earth tended
Who will her less that
It self He is but
Down within can sunlight play
For when night is day
The world can not stay
But spell black is spelt black
Blacker blackest is the blackest
Is every child
No matter how mild
Will that you find
Your own external mind
Of your own contrivance
In its every deviance
Even when by a child
You yourself defined
As the innocence existent
But when only of Hosanna is
That your want to obtain of
Need respect every mother hence
And never yet
Eat her self whence
From her children’s mess
In their childhood could she redress
As she only knew to
White like might
By right but  for the blacker
Will be her marriage
Time is arrived
To awaken mankind
Into that behaviour ignored to find
Not wanting to know for
The truth will be painfully sure
Is that children did do
That to prevent adults who
Of a money shoe
Resistance was not loss
For Her lot is
Prevent his drug business
Far better exists to subsist
Her resistance was his
Was it or was this
That to prevent his subsistence
The transistor system splash out for
Her resistance was prevent his subsistence
This mess at whose door
Romance fiction in Arab diction
Did not that your will for
But through whose will you
Of nobody’s score
That a child’s name blamed
By the man whose shame
Was supposed as though
The child’s mother’s name
From the man’s prison raped
When by bloodline alone
Her will so arose
Of ever name given
Is energy provision
But with sharp edges
Such distinction hedged
Belies the fence
Planted around
Beauty’s ground
Never asleep
Except in nights fed
Of slumber upon her pillow meant
Who is she
Your black memory
Has paid to no rent
For in childhood governed
That she is her own son’s mother
Is that nobody spared her
Their own whiter mess than hers
That she gladly accepted
Of pain relief benefit
Within a curiosity element
Only for to regale you
With her own plans to get
Her self a Husband yet
In every instance so far
Failed her by large
For still being a child
As though by wanting it white
Has been her black nights
Your death in the money of
So spent because of what
But not knowing her childhood
Can hold the worth of to Death
So beware her real temper
That her I have it
Will yet fend for
What your mind knew for of
That money talked
But whose is the bullshit that walked
So wake up
To the blackest but
That ka fa RA never strut
Unless you want for money but
So forgot it owns its own rut
Committed bitten and striven
To prove her self in motherhood
Her own son’s well stood
Without fear within
Of yet being only children
Is the spell well driven
By her indigenous
Better worth
Of knowledge
She will ever in Allah
This foil to recover; from
By playing only to He
Who through Death’s Dream
Finds his own need
To make her a woman in deed
Inshallah don’t bleed
But meet herein that your own need
By a magician’s spell spelt
This pen has dwelled
Even in the Kingdom
Of Love’s perfect shell
That unmade the worst befell
This never can tell
There is no one
But Love in Hell

This is the comments I sent to the Australian Dalai Lama Tour web site immediately before this e-mail is sent:
This is about gift to the Dalai Lama direct.

It is poetry and will be sent to the e-mail address at admin@dalailama.org.au, and perhaps also the Indian based web site e-mail, and a postal address in India will receive the paper copy when possible.

It is being made in respect of a context within the Aboriginal community of which I am a party to, in which there has been a sense of competition in shamanic skill which was never right to be made, yet fulfilled a cause of immediate social stability here in Australia, between Aboriginal youth whom were being abused in prisons and by organised crime, and those other persons involved with organised crime.

My own part has been as a white skin person of Aboriginal descent, aligning with the Aboriginal Christian Communities in remote Australia, and as a practising Muslim.

Please will the Dalai Lama accept this gift as in Alms from the Ummah of Islam to the people of Tibet.  I am held in Iman in this process by an esoteric school of Islam, which also governed that work by George Ivanovitch Gurdjieff, known as Beelzebub’s Tales to His Grandson.

This next part came at the start:

Because in my Islam so few, even real Mujahid, can believe me
Yet within my Islam, I so do trust the Dalai Lama to be able
For what he has achieved can only have been sustained
Through compatible perception
Of all the many of the way
Of enlightenment
And even in the path of wrongness
Existing so is real
And thereby in real need
For a teaching
To trust true thought
Here are a few of my poetry
A gift
My own will may place also within web logs
And if publishing
Never without reference to Tibet and the Tibetean people’s need
And also never for profit
As the copyright at is owned in that trust by A.C.N. 123 212 671 PTY LTD
And named as ANungarrayididitdotCopas, of me myself named in copyright documenation the author,
And if put into print it will be within the Registered Trade Mark
“Dreaming Haadjmo’s Dance Time; AManuel,” ®  a lesson read to learn well:
Please look up any other of my written work as your security need so as to accept this gift
In internet web logs and Muslim forums it is named any of:
ANungarraydiditdotCopas; Curaezipirid; and another name not for pronunciation.

I am in Brisbane and sorry that the event of His Holiness speaking here is booked out before I took its presence in.  But might rather have preferred to witness his gift at Australia Zoo all the same.  I have had a real Dream of standing to meet His Holiness, and am recognising now that most likely Terri Irwin and Bindi Irwin are picking up that self for me, as I have Dreamed frequently with Steveo Irwin since that day, in many nightmares under the water learning the Religious text he needed so as to accept his burden so prematurely, and without frightening his wife and other family. 
Thankyou for reading this.  The poetry gift follows in the body of the e-mail.  I had a wonder in my mind as to including a number of other poems also, and in that to perhaps make this easier to print by making the whole an attached document.  However circumstances have conspired to prevent that today.  Perhaps when I have enough money I will make a printed copy and post it directly as a gift more properly, and along with other work I have already, and am about to, publish.

Alaykumuassalamuawaramathuallahuawarabarakathuallahi