i see ancient idols in the sky—i dance with angels late at night…my neurotransmitters are caught in a blazing fire—my psyche longs to languish in the light…if you let me into your matrix—i promise never to let you down…if you let me know what you are facing—i promise to extend […]
Marxism
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magnetic and hypnotic—surreal and psychotropic… i indulge in my vices—both addictive and erotic… moments of meditation sustain my psychic peace… moments of revelation give my soul a taste of relief… love a lifetime ago comes back at light speed… my boundaries are porous and my thirst for pleasure is deep… […]
at night i tag city streets—or patrol for luscious finds…i live with reckless abandon—i crave the pleasure of carnal nights…i forge a karmic alliance—between the righteous and the wicked…we rise up in defiance—and give in to lust and her lascivious kindred…manic depressive heart and soul—i navigate my cerebral poles…i believe […]
we search this earth for love we hope to find–we explore many hearts–we shape many minds…holistically invested in this karmic exploration–i dig deep into my soul for succor and salvation…deep in mediation or aroused by dopamine–my senses crave sensation–my body learns to breathe…instead of seeking my one–i open my heart […]
i am navigating ungodly hours and am hard wired by the energy i envision in our translucent night sky…ripples of light appearing like ancient hieroglyphics or cave paintings—all signs of spiritual transcendence impossible to deny…symbols tattooed into the clouds—melding contemporary graffiti with ancient mayan and egyptian iconography…i have spent the […]
manic magicians ponder contradictions—conjuring new weapons for this system’s demolition…superhuman revelations infuse our psychic places—breeding insight and inspiration for our tribe’s preservation… seeing molecules in formation–hearing voices of inspiration…we prowl the streets of gotham fueled by drug-fueled desperation… the toxic essence of our nation is replayed on tv stations—white supremacist […]
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 […]
electrified by the moon and intoxicated by the stars—i seek fellow travelers in electric clubs and hipster bars…i want forever tonight—i want it deep in my soul—i will accrue passing years but i will never grow old…the future of our tribe lies with the nascent generations arising—we fight for liberation […]
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 […]
infinitesimal but potent they control our minds—training nerves and synapses to fire deep inside…a toxic virus has arisen laced with systemic crime—distorting our collaborative nature and reenacting the lord of the flies…we are ruled by heartless robber barons—skilled only in legalized theft…their souls are sickly and barren—they are steering us […]
men in skirts with fiercely lined lips—dance and spin and grind their hips…ladies butched up in lesbonic attire—inspire my mind and lift it higher…trans women were the vanguard of the stonewall uprising—but were then marginalized and pushed to the side…we must elevate all our sisters—trans or cis—we must strive for […]
love rises within and digs in her claws—holding hearts and minds in thrall…sex expresses what’s deep inside—karmic enchantment when she meets his eyes…separation and disintegration—carving up a complicated matrix…life and death—love and rage—there are costs to account for and psychic tolls to pay…the end is hard when two hearts have […]
the full moon inspires all of my internal intoxicants—serotonin and dopamine flowing like wine to christ’s supplicants…inspired inside by a cosmic symphony of instruments—i gaze with longing at a night sky so pregnant with resonance…pills and potions are the arsenal of my tribe—navigating the bipolar spectrum claiming the richness of […]
guns can kill or preserve life—queered up punks reclaim the night…ammunition stocked in plain sight—aimed at the enemies of our karmic fight…finely-styled brothers in camouflage fatigues—proving their metal stoked up on speed…tunneling to zion and flying free—cosmic forces reemerge from the deep…te amo baby is what we cry—challenging state power […]
hyper-stimulated with eyes dilated—we celebrate the night until desire is sated…neurons wired and never tired—we seek ecstatic bliss and carnal delight…rebel divas styled fly always catch my eye—holding it down on the dance floor and making pretty boys cry…the search for ecstasy is so hypnotic—mesmerizing my mind and uprooting all […]
she is a ninja of the night—a living angel aloft in flight…she is the mistress of sexual delight—and the arbiter of cosmic karma’s might…our sisters are rising proud—demanding solidarity…its time to shut patriarchy down—time for transcendent feminism to claim the streets…we marched for black women—we marched to uproot white supremacy…meaningful […]
i am powered by viper porn–mesmerized sensually…i find genius in erotic connection–i find truth in the minds of thieves..my body is a temple for erogenous arts–i open my mouth to bring you into my soul and into my heart…my basement has been the scene of countless carnal crescendos…i pray for […]
i am an angel patrolling mortal waters—seeking my brethren—my sons and daughters…by day i organize my tribe in the fight for cosmic truth—by night i tag walls and wear studded combat boots…i am a polyvalent poltergeist—a shape-shifter in poetic garb…i am powered by erotic energy—my mind thrives when cybernetically charged…street […]
its 4 am and i am intoxicated by dopamine–generated by the thirst i feel to transform our world…in a few hours we will take the streets and let our beautiful banners unfurl…its the day before yet another mobilization and i wonder about the depth of our resistance… i wonder about […]
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 […]
inspired by leia the vixen we arise—with truth in our pocket and glitter framing our eyes…we rise up to fight unrepentant evil—to do battle with the sith…we are rallying our troops looking for the Jedis in our midst…our powers are faintly formed but are imagined cinematically—we must learn to control […]
visions again—under the faint influence of internally created hallucinogens…a star migrating across the sky at an unnatural velocity—rivers of power flowing through my mind and body…a corona of light emerges to surround the flying star—leaving my brain wired and craving more…the sky maps our destiny—we are called to be space […]
when i meditate i often stare into mirrors—sometime i see other faces…karmic twins or psychic cyphers—other, but of me, and in a multitude of places…we seek our inner powers and pray for cosmic peace…while introspective i see many visions and get a taste of psychic relief…often the images i see […]
i seduce with my mind—forging love deep inside…branding fame branding pride—taking your heart along for the ride…celestial lovers intertwine—astrologies realign…revolutionizing time—breeding an army fueled by desire…queer armadas and street art vixens—challenge power and threaten the system…building power to mount our resistance—reenvisioning a cosmic mission… lust and love—hope and rage…intermingle in […]
biochemical psychic fires fuel my journey and stoke my pyre…i live to love and love to live—i take no more than i have to give…we strive to transform this toxic system—we resist in tune with subterranean rhythms…the synergistic byproducts of neurodiversity are evident in art, in music, and in me…we […]
visceral faith ebbs and flows—raising the roof and opening doors…giving in to what we do not know—blessed by angels and demons above and below…apostasy and symphony—alchemy and artistry…building a struggle rooted deep—ruling the night and holding the keys…our movements rise to fight and strive—seeking more than being merely alive…astrological serpents […]