“Usually what I’m doing is operating on the basis of a bunch of probabilities: I’m looking at the best options available based on the fact that there are no easy choices. If there were easy choices, somebody else would have solved it, and it wouldn’t have come to my desk.”
-President Barack Obama
“Blow wind blow
further than a thousand wires
Blow wind blow
transporter of the clouds
blow wind blow
fanner of a thousand fires”
-Gil Scott-Heron
maturity is the structure
and discipline
of our minds and bodies
to be prepared to operate
outside of the structural realm
to overstand those who relegate
others to the domain of dreams
while the world perspires
the manufactured waste of mortals
and their desires, filth, fires, and schemes
you cannot claim
to be grown up
until you have learned
to be grown down
to the ground
structure
cannot be fully understood
until one can see
that it can contradict itself
music is the guru of structure
guide for the inside and outside
of the form and the formless
to expose, navigate, and improvise
context is always in flux
with chance and consequence
and the judgment of speculators or book writers
will sometimes get lost in the dance
you cannot understand life
until you respect the power of motion:
its every rhythm
its every notion
its every potion
only with this knowledge
can you be ready for chaos
which is inevitable
on worlds of devils
the higher grasp
never fades
ever lasts
the higher grasp
is only made
through love manifest
nurture the thirst for learning
it opens the portals
to the magic of dreams and visions
and to that which ever extends beyond mortals
the higher grasp
never fades
ever lasts
that which is rotten
can only produce rot
keep to the fresh path
stand on the solid rock
superficial,
and as shallow as skin
many choose to follow nightmares
instead of a greater awakening
and for all that you can be seduced to
taste, chew, or swallow
one day it can be empty of meaning
and only ring hollow
the higher grasp
never fades
ever lasts
November 1st, 2010
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“The drum set – an American innovation – is a four-limbed monster.”
- Max Roach
not always predictable
connected to a cosmic channel
timekeeper, time-transformer
time-destroyer, teleporter
the rhythmic cockpit
two joy sticks to steer it
through an infinite conundrum
endless galaxies to choose from
it is my refuge, my sanctuary
my church, my temple
my holy place, my sacred space
my guidance when the Earth trembles
breath/pulse – call
probe/mode – power code
antennae – connect
electromagnetic – free-flow
force-feel
energy field
body circuit
mind meld
alpha/ancient
vibration conductor
history capsule
omega/future
station of planet waves
cosmic motion dish
language unseen
dream-fulfilling wish
guide eye to
the found sounds
out of my mind
out of bounds
and into the aether
the rhythms of my body –
the only earthly tether
November 1st, 2010
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it is the music
that is the
living example
the truest sample
the working model
of alter-dimensions
of space/time travel
of endless expansions
Sol/Sound/Spirit-Synergy
powering the heavens
insist uplift
shift the bullshit
original generator
original pollinator
players on instruments
beyond bodies or governments
October 1st, 2010
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“You can ruin music by trying to explain it. But there is value in trying to describe what you cannot necessarily explain. While the difference between explaining and describing is subtle, it is important.
Art is not just to be admired. It is to be thought about and discussed.”
-Walter Kolosky (Power, Passion, Beauty)
classik i-story
classik all laws
laws of Sol-Sight
Souls Height
darkness eternal
infinite light
duo-principles
see Ra all
the mystikal rite
the equation continues
to hone the healing forces
waves of energy
aural audio audacity
the hands
of Spiritual Warriors
applying the Sciences of Love Power
fighting the good fight
through every wormhole
and necessary battlefield
we guide this vision-ship
mapping the mystery
posting the impossibilities
of the amorphous, spatial family
“From the moon we all look the same.”
-Joy Harjo
August 1st, 2010
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“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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