“A Certain Beat
A Sudden Chord
These things charm the mind with veiled enchantment
That lingers long after the song is done.”
-Sun Ra
an opening
the Soul Eye
that sees
beyond vision
Spirit Vessels
documenting
the feral freedom
of impossibilities
the earth/air
cannot hold this sound
the water/fire
cannot define its power
an inexplicable element of the aether -
it must be released
to venture through the infinite void
the breath of Space
the face of the Sun
always the next us
always the nexus
connecting eternity
Livicated to Baltimore Artscape 2010 July 18 - Exotic Hypnotic - Performance w/ Aaron Martin and Britton Powell
July 27th, 2010
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to murder
the eyes of truth
does not
kill the truth
to offend the honor
of humanity
does not lessen
the love of many
or the power
of harmony
no government of killers
represent me
no tribe of murderers
represent me
no superficial deceivers
represent me
no demon-seeds of diabolical deeds
represent me
no heartless hypocrite of freedom
is fighting for my vision
i curse any murderer of innocents
i conjure badness upon any demon
karma will catch the spirits of the wicked
may a million foul acts befall all evildoers
may the stench of misfortune follow the wicked and their families forever
their sarcastic laughter will one day choke them to death
the haunting day of monsters is soon coming
holy is the name that reveals the humble soul
sacred is the dirt, our Earth, our sphere, our spaceship
sacred is every life, every plant, every tree, every grain of sand
sacred is the air, the water, every element, the infinite aether
sacred is every sound, every silent moment of every conscious state
repel every racist/fascist idiot
repel every oppressive maggot
repel the bastard genocidal destroyers of planets
July 1st, 2010
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Hitler
was courted by a legacy
of Henry Ford
and Leaping Lindy
- now it denies
its anti-humanity
putting Obama
under their hypocritical microscope -
all their political positives
become a running joke
two-faced racists
with their lap dogs and snakes
have become hi-tech and sophisticated
but remain human fakes
soulless and twisted
inflicting oppression and pain
the stench of their presence
ever remains the same
July 1st, 2010
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“oh what a tribulation
a brother against a brother for a piece of bread …”
-Jah Bull
may a thousand djembes
celebrate your name
let the city of dead bodies
be purged as the rhythms ring
always upfull in i-sight
ever offering encouragement to the art
acknowledging the music as our life-blood
recorder of the Druid Hill living heart
the ancestors will welcome you now
and deliver thee from this pit
rise up, Rasta, rise up
ascend from this filth and shit
June 22nd, 2010
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“I’m not afraid of love
or its consequence of light.”
- Joy Harjo
i fear
no other worlds
because
the only monsters
i have known
exist on this world
monsters: murderous and relentless
monsters: warring and careless
monsters: ruinous, rapists
monsters: torturous, duplicitous
monsters: kidnapping, body snatching
monsters: any face in any Earthly place
monsters: of all colors and cultures
monsters: greedy and incompetent
monsters: judgmental and ignorant
monsters: hideous and incompassionate
monsters: always inharmonious
how many of us
consider ourselves survivors
of this poisoned, polluted,
unholy place?
how many
of us
consider ourselves
righteous?
how many
of us
who remain
are conscious?
we all
are a damaged
people,
and maybe
the damage
is irreparable
who are these beings
once human
who have degraded,
de-evolved, zombified
infected into
lower orders of life
maintaining a human form?
killing humanity
killing the honey bee
killing the planetary family -
monsters
the only monsters
i have known
are all
of this Earthly realm
i hold to the vision
of Eden
i seek to evolve
and be higher than human
but this cannot happen
with blood on my hands
it cannot happen
with blood on my hands
i hold to the vision
of Eden
“Once the religious, the hunted and weary
Chasing the promise of freedom and hope
Came to this country to build a new vision
Far from the reaches of kingdom and pope”
-John Kay/Jerry Edmonton
June 1st, 2010
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