hearing wisdom
signals / spiritual
mitochondrial
messages
cosmic channels
illuminating
hidden worlds
energy vibration
window thru you
neandertals
barbarians
cannot kill us
our substance
beyond seasons
arrogant heathens
bastard demons
can never
bury us
sacred pathways
of thought
are embedded
within our being
purpose revealed
as we delve into
our soulmaps/third eye
devils drop dead
fall from the sky
physical power
does not preside
over what we have inside
babylon does not rule
i and i
there is a reason
our spirits have taken us
to places sunken and sullen
as we are from the voidful dust
only when feet and fingers
are embedded in the soil
the dirt
the shit of the Earth
can one be aligned
with the true pulse
of its heart
its heat
its worth
EarthMother challenges all
to be its healers -
its feelers
through will or wounds -
to find ways
to transform suffering
into synchronicity
rewarding survival
through ritual and ceremony
let us celebrate what racists
have failed to wipe from history
the Spirit requires
something greater
the Spirit requires
something greater
something that follows
where there are no leaders
something that realizes
the ascent of descent
the transcending of descending
the folly of forms
the fearlessness of freefalling
righteous intelligence unending
i and i find strength
beyond this body
beyond this ghetto
beyond this dysfunctional human family
i praise the Female gateway
EarthMother teaches
that planets
are greater parents
are a greater family
transcendent
of distance
or northern/southern
eastern/western time or placement
in this guide
there is trust
beyond rot and rust
to walk upon the World
without fear of capitalists or terrorists
much has become filth here
most have lost the knowledge to care
for the sacred soil
all have lost the Ancient Sense
to commit to possibilities
in attaining the higher harmony
of the Heavenly Duality
all are now slaves
to the clever systems
of con-sumption, class
and cum-oddities -
servants, hypocrites
drones, and addicts
who bow down to gods
of plastic and flesh
all only know the hurt
of their Souls
not the healing dirt
beneath us all
because of you
i keep my third eye clear
i continue to sharpen my ear
my mind ever open
never will i trust a lie
again
April 15th, 2007
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the struggle
the stress
becomes
more weightless
with your love
your companionship
this is my pledge, my vow
no matter the agenda of others
no way, no how
you are my family
unit = godly
molecular/mental completion
vision quantummechanix
SoulSpirit/Oneness
distance/time
Sol/Shrine
Sol/Shrine
SolarBond
of meekness and might
not so easy or gently
into the night
fusion forces
bold / upright
shine
radiant light
under / above
pure love
pure love
thaumaturgical
metaphysikal
drum alchemy
merging bodies
meant to be
synchronic transparency
transparent synchronicity
ritual smoke
does not mirror
the depth of honor
stimulation surrender
i rain in your chamber
April 15th, 2007
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wit u
i have absoulute trust
in the goodness
of the Earth
i walk
wit all i feel
all i see
warmly
heavenly
inside a me
u are my jazz
my blues
my roots/rock/reggae/hiphop
techno/electro/fusion/new wave/bebop
all hues
unafraid
to communicate this
2 u
in whatever code
i choose
u will overstand what comes thru
unashamed of releasing
i and i Sacred Spirit through u
u will overstand what comes thru
i stand naked
wit my thoths
wit my art
wit my heart
“take me to your gardens
beneath the rivers flow
take me to the moon and stars
we can just swing low
listen to the angels sing
listen to the angels sing”
-MeShell NdegOcello
(Suhaila Bashir-Shakur)
April 15th, 2007
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she floats
when she dances
body
and burden
refuses gravity
pain
is pushed
back
disappears
momentarily
muse/mind/music
merge
into mass
light/heavy
eyes
erotic exercise
engulfs me
represents
Ra-presence
pre-sense
presents
the eternal quest
for joy
found forces
of the dual principles
infinitely
chi
axis
bold as humanity
she floats
when she dances
meditates motion
wombman of healing
MotherMedium
MaatHerMedium
of the Universe
sundaymorning11.19.06
April 15th, 2007
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“When shackles fall from my heart
When the rock seems to roll from my way …”
-Sweet Honey In The Rock
sometimes
it’s not easy
mixing media
taking medicine
striving for balance
strengthening
the higher eye
i and i
wanna thank u
for lettin me be
myself agin sly
and the family for miles
jimi smoke reefa franklin
minnie rip my tones
i know u got soul
up in heah
with u
i am looking
much forward now
bringing imaginings
into word-forms
mending worlds torn
feeling like a newborn
only thing is
finding time to
manage time
to undefine
time
mechanized measurement
of exact orbital movement
who put descartes
before the horse?
there are many things
i love about our relation-
ship -
one major thing is
time disappears
and there are no fears
to use one’s mind
to use one’s voice
to sing praises
to every creative choice
we live our prayers
we are the air
Soul Warriors
on the battlefields of despair
thank you
for giving me love
for accepting my love
for providing chemistry
expanding the consciousness
to the greater regions above
through our unity
i feel more whole
more free
through our unity
thoughts grow
into limitless possibilities
sometimes
i am
formless
amorphous
only finding shapes
thru feeling
u are my strength
within the matrix of formlessness
my mind balanced
yin / yang
vision
thoughts of u
offer the contrast
of worlds
divine duality energy
supreme creation force
no need for
a personified body
u and me
we
are livity
“The last plantation is the mind.”
- Debra Dickerson
April 15th, 2007
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