February 26th Is just a date A marker in time An outpost amidst psychic wildlings For me it is my clean date Today—my two year anniversary Two years without drugs, including alcohol Two years of recovery Two years of spiritual growth The valence of my mental oscillations is […]
BYPO
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I sit by the water—I came here to write….The river ebbs and flows and pulsates with energy…It reverberates with the power to sustain life and the power to take it… I came to write about my mind—to write about the social construct known as bipolar disorder…This diagnosis has been an […]
I am a human being suffering from the human condition—I am psychosis and neurosis: I am mania and depression…I feel things to the bone and I seek the deepest truth—I imagine my tribe as a cyber-wired battalion of Jedi troops…I am not your poison—I am not psychically toxic…I register the […]
your eyes are cylon portals to the titanic force of your heart and soul…no mere mortal, you are a vixen, destined to conspire to transform our world and make us feel whole…genderqueer you defy systemic boundaries, letting transpower flow through your arms…you are a field marshal in our androgyne army […]
country twang meets harlem swing—an old town road to the world we begin…marinating and meditating—fornicating and innovating…enjoying the beat driving hard and synched—summoning the will to nurture and the will to resist…this poem is an ode to the dynamo known as lil NasX—he spits rhymes that inspire us to flip […]
limbs extend, attenuate, and bend–the scars of guilt and shame are healed yet again…we celebrate life and the powers arising from deep within–we are a sex positive armada and our epic style is heaven sent…this is an alien ballet pregnant with cosmic insight–our bodies contort in alignment with our higher […]
her voice soars, amplifying the resonance of visceral blood memories–echoes of primordial pleasure emerging to coat our writhing bodies in glistening sweat–echoes of days gone by when a woman pleasuring herself in a shower would have felt dirty and unclean…she is a sun dragon–a divine spirit channeling the reverberations of […]
I am a student of my own evolving mind—I am a student of the ebb and flow of time…I dream of a future where all of our roots intertwine—I dream of vistas of synergy between the erotic and the sublime…this is a genesis story: a mix of the dopest […]
you see us dance among you, but fail to sense our jedi powers in emergence—we conjure rites of love and liberation aspiring towards an all encompassing transformational resurgence…we sync our bypo minds through the meditative practices of erotic pleasure and service–I can’t choose my apocalypse squad but i can recruit […]
good and bad-right and wrong…ancient mores transcribed in songs…queer and straight–trans and cis…we can find common ground as we rise and resist…war and peace fused together with orwell’s flair–we are living through an age of existential mortal peril…with so much myth uproooted and so many lies exposed–the question is what […]
we are the ones we’ve been waiting for—we are a people becoming an army knocking on destiny’s door…we aspire to become living gods or at least to become more—we throw down to the house beat driving our armored boots into the floor…cosmology and astrology conjure reborn numerology—like a symphony and […]
like angels, we seek signs of evolving life at the end of the dank, dark, and isolating depressive tunnel like aztec warriors, monster queer muslim and sephardic cylon buddhas resist the proto-fascist cop-enforced kettle we seek solidarity and transcendent love: our sharpest tools in the quest to conquer our past […]
the night is pregnant with possibilities aroused and penetrated by my manic brain…the joy is punctuated with urgency—and i am anything but insane..we are organizing with all our strength to uproot a totalitarian regime—we are fighting to amplify our many struggles using all of our arsenal deployed by any means…my […]
rising proud and standing strong—the quest for justice is centuries long…we brand our bodies like graf-heads bomb walls—we tell our stories in colors and we celebrate our beauty with songs…i crossed paths today with a beautifully branded phoenix—traveling from afar and resonating with my matrix…we give from our souls as […]
flying high on dopamine i see visions in the sky…hieroglyphics everywhere seducing my mind late at night…when i close my eyes i see wormholes to distant galaxies…we must resist the pathologization of our tribe’s neurodiversity…i dream in staccato rhythms–refueling energy for the day ahead…i am wired in deep meditation–or feining […]
sacrificial offerings placate the wife of shiva…sacred fires fuel the brilliance of our trans and femme divas…locked in wax and oil is the power to shed light…we need our fires stoked–we need rebels willing to fight…a nascient batallion of bypo freaks has evolved the rite of fire therapy…we meditate on […]
alcohol and adderall—lines of coke fueling pychotic breaks…sex with meth and sex on speed—giving less than i fight to take…my bloodstream is soaked in chemicals—prescribed and otherwise…the neurons in my brain love to play–psychic synapses open fire…the allure of self-medication is potent and profound—its so easy to lose sight of […]
the light of distant stars refracts through our atmosphere crafting a tapestry ripe for exploration by our evolving imagination…clouds morph and transform–becoming new things and then disintegrating as quickly as they first cohered…we remember our stories and our pasts but so often lose the moments…if i could only film all […]
GAZING AT THE HEAVENS IS HUMBLING AGE OLD LIGHT TRAVERSING THE EYE REFRACTED THROUGH THE MIND ECHOES OF ANCIENT TIME GOING HARD ON THE GRIND ON A HUGE ROCK ORBITING A MIDDLING STAR WE PONDER THE UNIVERSE AND OUR PLACE THEREIN AGENTS OF KARMA – THIS IS OUR TIME TO […]
In the beginning was the word And the word was death Or maybe life or death to all life And ADAMA was born Toy soldier of divine clay Neither man nor woman just fine in its way ADAMA was cleaved in two by fire Lightning strike from Zeus on high […]
the facts: housing is a right gentrification is a virus like rats artists rule the night when inspiration finds us –BYPO c)2010
agitprop street art hits the mind hits the heart write it down make it pop make it rhyme make it art i write because i am love and hate fast friends rockstar do it right go too far rule the night neolithic pancreatic so seductive and emphatic hieroglyphics deeply rooted […]
juh-juh JUST DANCE to pulsating pokerface rhythms in a TRANCE pink lips on the dealer’s ceiling with alejandro’s lil monster da dit-dit-DANCING in the dark never far and going HARD leaving money honey in your mouth and dangerous LOVING in gaga’s monsta house playing ta-tit-tit TELEPHONE with dirty rich bones […]