We, beautifully flawed humans that can neither tolerate a world order that, in thinking we are worthy of its oppression, is beneath us nor wait idly by as it consumes itself, are headed towards the lands filled with the glorious black light of the power contained in the ocean of human imagination. We will not merely content ourselves to observe the effects of its absence.
Illogic is a response to messages that are beamed at us constantly in the media that are supposed to provide a framework for action and thought. Illogic is the only tool capable of destroying the current logic of being that is our illiberal society.
We did not create our Blackness. It was imposed upon us . But we accepted it, and made it beautiful and now we love it. Why is it so hard for them to do the same? There is a part of me, underneath the indignation and the pride, beneath the bluster and … Continue reading Black boy, White Spaces: An Unfinished Poem
In honor of Throw Back Thursday, which is now I thing I guess, I present to you a poem that celebrates the beauty of language and revels in the ways words form in our mouths and in our minds. Fermentation of Truth Muse Let me roll down like water Cascading on barren minds Deserts … Continue reading #TBT 2007’s Fermentation of Truth
This latest poem is less a poem and more a audio art experience? The Poem is called strip or remover of difficulties or the things they ask you to strip away. It's new, its different, it complex. Listen to it twice and let me know what you think! Strip away the paint and the decorations … Continue reading Strip
This is a poem I wrote about 6 years ago about my feelings on cultural appropriation set to a beat I made for it on acid pro. It is a recording of the poem previous called "blue-eyed sky."
Re-posted with the correct link now. To be honest. I'm geeking out a bit. I've wanted to set this poem to music since the moment I wrote it. It has taken me 7 years to have to time, energy, software and knowledge to make this and it may be the coolest thing I have ever … Continue reading South Side
As my art and writing has expanded in recent months I've gotten really into recording my poetry and setting it music I created on acid pro. This is my first attempt at it with original words and original music. Though, the chorus is written by Pete Singer from his song "Little Boxes" as song in … Continue reading Their Culture Is Capital
Strip away the paint and the decorations and a house is a just a shelter. A physical space for us to be protected from the elements. Pieces of wood and steel and brick that allow us to live our lives. That is the purpose it serves and it can only be judged by how well … Continue reading Strip