“Pitying your blindness; How you never see -
that the eagles of war whose wings lent you glory
Were never no more than buzzards and crows . . .”
-Buffy Sainte-Marie (My Country ‘Tis of thy People You’re Dying)
a demon
can never be a conduit
for healing
out of the quickness
and the demand
for conquest
the molding
of the new humans
will come
the blood of all ancients
re-united / Ra-united
as one
full circle
the freedom dreamers -
the New World
revealed
through all of the evil
that can be made real
the new Soul and Spirit
the new evolved Name
will arise from the flames
March 1st, 2010
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“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
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“Science is a system of
exact mysteries.”
-Jean Toomer
complexities of power pursuits
increase
market rhythms war realities
illusions of peace
big money babies play
puppet-people gurgle, sway
obedient slaves enjoy the pain of the game
compliantly serving day to day
the medicines of Creation
once meant for healing
are now weapons and tools of profit
genocide, control, and killing
the soul engine
makes sense of the mess
the soul engine
powers, drives bliss
the soul engine
guides, uplifts
all praises
to the soul engine
March 1st, 2010
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“These are only a few of many
legendary details, called from the distant
future where each thing has its
end . . .”
-Keith Waldrop (Transcendental Studies)
the power
of government
and its tools to rule through
religion, politics and entertainment
has obliterated the social mind
and progressive development
boxed and packaged
into precise occupations
we have become
the most perfect slave nation
as the poverty
and property of the masses
are all owned
by the ruling classes
those who honor countrymen
who would enslave fellow countrymen
should be questioned of their duty
to honor or serve any country -
they should be exposed
as the heathen enemies
of humanity
no matter where they are
under any star
this is a tired,
worn world
battered by desire
and betrayal
the Earth’s agile,
wondrous body
is shifting, from New York to Seattle
from Japan to Italy
this sphere
is sending messages
this sphere
is speaking changes
hear its music
follow its dance
it knows no fear
it is not intimidated by chance
nothing is infinitely fixed
whether Falun Gong or Rastafarian
beliefs and being must be freely practiced
come into your rhythms
nothing known or unknown is without them
seen or unseen
the given clarity
of the given reality
must always escape the limitation
of possibility and practicality
come into your rhythms
nothing known or unknown
is without them
seen
or /\
unseen
\/
now
get funky
with it
March 1st, 2010
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“Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born
Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to endless night
We are led to believe a lie
When we see not thro the eye”
-William Blake
the weather god rails
iced roads scraped
rooster tail flies
truck armor protect us
move us safely
get us home free
worker, father, leader,
farmer, foreman
among the machinery technicians
of how societies must manage motion
survive the massive weight of bodies
rolling loads, speeding traffic
heavy pounding of our Earth’s face
asphalt, concrete skin
evolved pathways, bridges
structures of stone and steel
markets, parts, and products
of the human burden
pushed and pulled
along the lifelines of want and need
guided by the laws or outlaws
of commerce and capital
stretching across the peopled plains
we build, fix, repair, maintain
attempt to lessen the pain
of gravity’s grasp
friend, brother, fellow road warrior
we move this soil
one last time
one last time
in thankfulness
for the time you spent with us
before your heavenly rest
February 2nd, 2010
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