“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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“The heavy is the root of the light.
The unmoved is the source of all movement.”
-Lao-tzu
foolish ones lesser felt
manipulate symbols mash bodies and objects
raging cage reserve of higher animals
brightness and pattern at stupid speed
they film the black hole they created to consume themselves
speak visions no lonely weakling
alien birthmark surfaces the cosmic railroad
beware, these heathens, they will sell you out for a coin
prey on the poor, weak, cowardly actors,
pimps for hypocrisy, vampires of the highest vermin
the planet is sucked dry of its essence
the Sun, the Soul, the Spirit no longer matter,
just the selling of your wares, and stealing from others
as thinking for yourself has become a shocking experience,
punishable by death
everything you break, the spirit can mend
missiles dispatched do not harm the oxygen
state secrets no mob-government can transcend
destiny isolated from infinite robot senses grins
cosmo-deflector shields prevents wickedness from coming in
american children waxing above time must find
their way back to the New World direction in kind
their thousands things broken their frames in pain
johnbrowned-malcolm-xed-jacked-robbed and martin kinged
without human beinged they may forget the tribal game
drone wars flew swine into every zone
sister galaxies are puzzled by the heathen phone
combustion parasites divide the solar home
fred hampton oscar grant laugh at hitler clones
morons dance to the beat but cannot understand the songs
plaster crackers doggie doo
continue to wade in the cosmik goo
eyes wide closed, stereotypical boogers clog the nose
stimulus patricians & plutocrats powder, piss, and pose
the outpoot smells and sometimes the input smells too
do not let the absorbing, inclusive, expansive mind scare you
the true intelligent life-form knows nothing alien but ignorance
“rendezvous with america” should be standard reading, or suffer the consequence
in your hermetic healing closets, have you anything to spiritually enhance
wayfarer, dare you engage in discourse, chance, dance?
June 1st, 2010
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