Category: boundaries

INSURRECTION: a hard house anthem of resistance

INSURRECTION: a hard house anthem of resistance

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 …

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RECEPTIVE DISCIPLES: reflections on a second journey through the georgetown psych ward

RECEPTIVE DISCIPLES: reflections on a second journey through the georgetown psych ward

hospitalized for the umpteenth time–i medicate my mind while i relax and unwind…confined in these walls–in the georgetown psych ward…visited by karmic angels i have loved and adored…fire is a force: a living act of entropy–fueled by wax and oxygen–or by proto-manic gasoline…within these walls so much healing takes place…psychic visions cohere–psychic trauma is erased…emotional …

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HEXAGONS OF BABYLON

HEXAGONS OF BABYLON

hexagons and lexicons—digging deep and dropping bombs…striving for freedom singing songs—crafting a future that is just beyond…orchestrate and stimulate—never try to prevaricate…build a bridge from satan’s gate—copulate and demonstrate…species rise and evolve or die—empires fall when slaves arise…corporate power quakes inside—when we build power and organize…branded backs and sculpted arms–signifiers of a creative dawn…decagons and …

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FINDING NEO: a prayer for our living gods

FINDING NEO: a prayer for our living gods

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 brain is wired with intensity—flying …

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HONESTLY

HONESTLY

What I want Is to hold you To feel your lips Against mine What I feel Is tortured longing Swelling beneath My tired eyes What I need Is to accept The parameters As described But what I want Is to tell you what I feel Deep inside –BYPO c)2009

MANIC NIGHTS

MANIC NIGHTS

Some things are dangerous to remember Nights flying through streets Lights flashing—sending signals Time slowing—now racing Every corner a new portal Every cluster of people a new stage I played those nights for all they were worth Behind each tinted window I saw a thrill Those manic nights had power There I met my match …

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