ArtPolitik

Chance/Dance of Discourse

pour-it-tree

“there it was, without a face,
and it touched me.”
-Pablo Neruda (Poetry)

who listens when the winds speak -
when the waters cry
all bodies
of friction
and creation
have voices
we
as beings of thought-forms
of the feeling foundation
of extension and expression
must attempt
interpretation

existence triumphs over time
over timelessness
who cares how
matter/anti-matter feels -
everything matters

our minds
are cosmic clocks
hands telling time
fingers pointing
to the stars
mediums
shaman
building arks
liaisons
between the Sun and Space
making things
from nothingness
building machines
from the collective emptiness

light
is our instruction
to structure
our sight

insight
tree, roots
branches
leaves
seedlings

writers of the Soul
recorders of the Spirit
are we

never stop thinking
of how capable we are
at being capable
of building
our dreams
at being the antennae
of the universe
at being the guardians
of planetary harmony
blessed with gifts
to bend elements
to blend dimensions
to extend
beyond the body
to transcend
ascend
descend
beyond the ordinary

let us pour out
the syrup of omni-sensitivity
from our bodies
from our trees
from our inner-ness
of infinities

September 1st, 2010 Posted by jahhannibal | Art, Poetry, Spiritography, Uncarved Blog | no comments

Simin Behbahani

“. . . the world is heavier than they know.
They do not know. They fight knowledge with abstraction
and think they cool because they talk to they self. They are
full of shit like vultures “pecking” on an open grave . . .”
-Amiri Baraka (Against Bourgeois Art)

“You may wish to have me burned , or decide to stone me. But in your hand match or stone will lose their power to harm me.”
-Simin Behbahani

when a nation
cannot share its poets
and is threatened
by a poet in motion -
then it is no longer a nation,
it is but a weak tyranny
teetering on the edge of chaos
chiseling their citizens into children of stone
shaking and in fear that it may lose control
of the flim-flam game of governing
hiding its reflection behind the fascist mirror
bankruptcy, greed, and bullying
always follows the legacy of militaristic barbarians
we have seen it right here with the amerrykkkan sham
in how it has treated Amiri Baraka
so we are not fooled by other cheap tribes

fight on, mystic-warrior-artists of the new dimensions
the world is shifting with the changes of your visions
the Spirit of the Eternal Cosmos stands behind our souls
The Ancients will ever protect the aura of the enlightened
only the wicked are intimidated by the peaceful strength
of the wise and intelligent of the Most High

March 17th, 2010 Posted by jahhannibal | Poetry, Uncarved Blog | no comments

black hole

“Sun Ra left the planet
traveling in a pyramid
made of metal keys.”
-Jayne Cortez (States of Motion)

“It’s after
the end of the world,
don’t you know that yet?”
-Sun Ra

power
all desire
collapsing
folding in
upon itself

the clique
of movements
the managers
of people-motion
playing with words
playing with lives
games of the power struggle

the high
and the low
profit
from what exists
in the middle

from Cyclic Anarchy - copyright 1988 eric james/JahHannibal Abba-Ra
Published by Apathy Press Baltimore 1989

March 1st, 2010 Posted by jahhannibal | Commentary, Poetry, Spiritography, Uncarved Blog | no comments

empire disease

ruling factions
seek to control
classification
society loses its connection
with the truth of creativity
and Creation
time becomes a leash
people become shifts
and synthesized subjects
of a syndicated schedule
i am penalized
for lateness
i am pushed
kicked
and forced into a mold
that does not match my form
i am then called
“irresponsible”
for the insensitivity
of a non-feeling bureaucracy
who practice planet-murder
dictating a harmony
contrary to Nature

those who attach themselves
to the greater amount of material
are more susceptible
to greater sicknesses

whosoever inherits the thirst
for consumption and annihilation
inherits the strain
of the empire disease

-from Cyclic Anarchy
copyright 1988 eric james/JahHannibal Abba-Ra
published by Apathy Press Baltimore 1989

January 21st, 2010 Posted by jahhannibal | Activism, Art, Books, Poetry, Uncarved Blog | no comments

vampire machine (some will say anything)

“And from the base and crest of the myth
You can see like from an all revealing eye
The comparison symbol-blueprints of the truth . . . .”
-Sun Ra

credit-parasites
and credit-fascists
$tealing our info for profit
another form of identity theft
dealing in the dark
without our input
deserve to go down
and run out of town
in this faux-nation
that murders its people
because of an economic formulation
health care and welfare
based on a model of eating people
weakening human beings
to feed a vampire machine

charity
estabished upon tribal supremacy
is no remedy
for any sick society -
divides and destroys
a progressive family of humanity

some will say anything
and sell everything, including their souls
to keep us in fear
attempting to control our world

some will say anything
to enforce the lies they spin
to make you bow to their conditioning
until nothing is worthy of believing

ZOMBIES, UNFEELING
ZOMBIES, UNFEELING

some will say anything
as ethnic genocide involves nothing cleansing
thieves are thieves no matter what they are $tealing
morons never change: wars, weapons, and weeping

some will say anything
hating, redlining, redbaiting
hypocrites of religion and two-facing
perpetually pocketed in stereotyping

some will say anything
some will say anything
some will ever
say anything
to keep feeding
the VAMPIRE MACHINE

May 2nd, 2009 Posted by jahhannibal | Activism, Class, Community, Music, Poetry, Uncarved Blog | no comments