“If I can not dance, I want no part of your revolution.”
-Emma Goldman
when all of the dots
have been connected –
when all points
have been made plain –
no longer the yearning
for real joy –
no longer
the fear of any pain
from the old generation
to the new generation
is just the sacred cycle
of our original Creation
ever give thanks,
praises and blessings
to all old beginnings
and new endings
day
thank you
Mother Moon
and Sister Sun
and Essential Earth
for the strength
to move all i have become
and start anew
a fresh dominion
thank you
Father Fire
and Brother Sage
all essence of welcoming Spirits –
eternal life forces
thank you for the energy
to endure another
breathing day
night
thank you
Sacred Sun
and Mystery Moon
and Eager Earth
infinite cosmos
the boundless
collective universe
the stairways of stars
dotting the
immeasurable darkness
thank you
for the endless imagination
of eternal night
gazing upward
from new back steps
after giving the country
your service
and surviving its madness
they want to mash
you down now
for not respecting
its bloodsucking capitalists
they want to mash you
down
because you dare
to love yourself
because you dare
to think
because you dare
to explore your joy
because of your pride
in who you truly are
because you dare
to be different
because you dare
to reach beyond stars
because you dare to say:
what is this worth
when you are so much more
valuable
and unfathomable
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
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