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 divine infantry we rewrite our people’s narrative history
our insurrection is in its infancy but is teething fangs imbued with ferocity
we call on all angels and pixies to bless our rebel dance with pyromanic intensity
the subterranean forces we summon are becoming a phoenix: potent, rugged, and luscious
this is a process of evolution: one of becoming conscious of the subconscious
we tempt fate by flying towards the sun like the fabled hellenic icarus
our sex work army peddles tempting elixirs, ecstatic orgasms: coming hard and vicious
when i focus on my neurochemistry, i feel a sense of deja vu or else a steady tingling in my mouth and face
these triggers clue me in that timelines are in a state of flux and that divine powers are finding their place
we are blessed with newborn children so full of genius and so blessed by sacred grace
these arising generations are the ones that we fight for: they are the wrought iron pieces that allow our key master to unlock our matrix’s sacred gates
throughout our city, our nation, and our world a multitude of tribes are asking the same urgent and burning questions
the world’s people ask what it will take to displace this despotic cabal and create a humane and rational system
we must read our treasured lore and the fractals unveiled by the stars to find roadmaps and ancient lessons
we must unite our people across divisions carved by borders, bigotry, and oppression
our prefigurative praxis can inspire our movements with concrete examples of what we can become
the power of mutual aid is that it defies ideological dependence on decaying capitalism’s ever dwindling supply of crumbs
its time for mass rebellion to resist the oligarchy’s attempt to privatize the power of our sun
its time for a sex positive movement for trans and queer liberation to finish what the rebels of stonewall so valiantly begun
amplifying neurodiversity we evolve beyond the need for sleep
intersectionality reigns supreme with synchronicity driving deep
we paint our scalps with hieroglyphs and cyphers awaiting a karmic leap
we fuck the binary on the daily with femme flair forging an androgyny so fierce
we meditate deeply feeling our power and allowing our naked eye to uncoil
our cybernetic communiques and ephemeral posts make our blood seethe and boil
armed with love and rage we will reclaim collective power over our soil
we decide our own destiny through what we craft: branding our own prophets, caliphs, and royals
our freedom fighters are alert, alive, predatory, and trangressive
samurai geishas armed with stilettos and fierce gucci glasses
the brilliance of our minds is so cleverly disguised by subterranean subversive motives
the beauty of our eyes is veiled by post-modern mathematicians and new-rising oracles
we will live in our open minds and will die in our open minds
we are becoming conscious of all the destructive patterns we strive to leave behind
this is a post-modern jihad: class war globalized
my heart and mind synergize when your alluring gaze meets my eyes
we organize horizontally but centralize our planning: drawing from the best of divergent traditions
marxist prophets of old meet anarchist minds of the moment fueled by the opiate of the masses and its pulse-throbbing stimulation
we dream of insurrection and of the resurrection of spiritual artillery to pierce the fog of mass deception
our dreams of revolution enjoy a narrow window of hope before the toxicity of this system brings a hideous final solution
–BYPO PHOENIX c)2018
