Pangaea: A Jream of Mother Irth

She was an elderly woman,
limping down the road.
A grandmotherly Mulatta silverback gorilla
frustrated with the world,

when a man approached
offering a wish, any wish,
she declined and waved him away
but he begged her
to make just one wish
"anything"

so she told him telepathically
"I wish my whole family
would come together once again."

He asked with great misunderstanding
where her family remains.
She said her uncle and aunt live in Brooklyn.

Tears were shed in the dream,
and on the pillow.
She told me what to wish for.
While wandering the road of dreams
as if it were dawn and dusk.

I cried twice at once
because her message was so beautiful,
and because the man couldn't understand
what she truly meant.

I deduced that because she all races,
and both human and animal,
that she was mother of all creatures,
that she wished for us all
to live like family,
not killing and fighting each other out of fear.

Sherman, the seer
who stand on the corner
at the crossroads by the courthouse,
interprets this as a wish for Pangaea,

PANGAEA.

a living will

In case i pass,

may the poetry on this page

be preserved for the future

RELOVELUTION

WE THA FUTURE

of a new nation

a true creation

of the American 

Manifestation

So what's the Destination?

A United Nation?

A onestarflag?

A complete integration

of ethnic, racial,

cultural collection

held by democratic 

election and tribal

connections, lets find

a way to rid ourselves

of the department of

corrections where in 

exist the evolootions

of the good old fashioned

       plantation

and may we inspire 

the invention

of an all natural

means of transportation

or else we may soon see

the cancellation

of our chances of makin it

to the constellations

snatching asteroids from the belt

forming the gates of Jupiter

hollowing them out 

and carving totem pole faces

and with the installation  of the

appropriate technologies

to allow people to survive

in space caves

until we can propel

forth unto new planets

and plant it, the space

age will predate the stone age

and the relovelution

will pass completion

upon the germination

of the galaxy

on a one star flag

Relovelution

AGCTivate

 

so

when

they say

conceive,

do they mean

cumceive? or cum seed,

come see who it spelled, written in Helixia

body colors combine

and coagulate

they say Gods name

is 4our letters

A G C T

Activate

your letters

and actually

gain elevation

Together god's children

are carryin the carriage of a tremendous

tradition which has been written

in them distant stellerations

im beginning to see the

acceleration

of stars in

chromosones

goodbye

im goin

home

Meow

In this world of illusion

is it rabbit or a duck?

when it taste like chicken,

who really gives a cluck?

at the chinese kitchen

they choppin up kittens

and puppies they be catchin

cuz we all about a buck.

in this world of illusion

what course are you cookin?

are you followin your heart-

or a fortune cookie?

if you can eat without lookin

then you better do the latter

and have a breathmint

with your poo poo platter!

withinnergy

Art be the way 

to the soul of the world

mind be the door

to memory immortal

images ingrained with energy

springing up from withinity

seen on the screen

of the vision stream

fleeting photos flow

over the inner geography

are they projected

from another source

of light? from where

do these beams originate?

colors casted creativity

from an untraceable source

visiting instantaniously then

leaving infinite strains yet

no tracks to follow

back, how do we row

upstream to the mouth

of the mighty living river

of inner vision?

If you know, lets go

skinny dippin

leap from raised boulders

on the banks

and plunge

in till the splash settle

look up and see

the ripples reach

look down and let

the depths glow,

let me know-

why should we go up for air?

Eyelash Curls

Everything is written with a spiraling tendency,

 a double-helix generation, 

black vortex warp holes, 

tornado twisting, 

hurricane wind pattern, 

wave curl,

 a slight foam swirl over a fossil of the original shell, 

the organic oceanic seed sprout, 

reaching roots and out-stretching living limbs, 

unraveling verdescently vivified fiber lines of leaves 

intertwined with individual cells of the lungs,

 filtering out the air for a planet 

on a spin-centrical path rolling closer to the sun, 

who is on a similarly inward curl...

a Metatronic Rhyme

me, im from the middle east, my name jarusalam

sound waves i speak conjure cubes of metatron

i can manifest the microphone i tatoo'd on my arm

and grow a flower out of it to bloom in every mind

subtle ripples emanate the petals on the pond

make a puddle of the ocean with my rain boots on

rpg

When playstation twenty three becomes Atari

And I-phone androids

Are worn as shades and groovies

Showing live hologrammatic movies

Of whoever you may call

 

When you can step into the xbox

But it’s a sphere not a box

Where you experience a clear

Peripheral screen of complete interaction

By means of the ipod android goggles and body gloves

 

With a mass multiplayer concoction

You have the option of living in a man made dream

Of this creation

Many will obey addiction

They’ll make you pay to play

They system

When your pockets break

And you have to take a Cold turkey

fast break

Mind already passed half baked

You seek a quick escape

by buyin a bullet

and bye bye blastin your face

convinced you have another life

you can see it floating in the upper

left hand corner of vision screen

a suicidal mirage

 

people used to look up at the sky

and wave hi to the gods

now we let our days pass by

slaves to a suicidal mirage

video games, telescreens,

computer manipulated

viruses injected in our genes

corporate selected groceries

whatever they may screen

but I cant stop

letting my life suck away

to be inside a black box

 

 

 

 

 

one day they will be equipped and able to completely

contain you within the confines of a little black box

in someway you will be tricked to obey the unbelievable they feed

to you, who wants the game, livin in the screen shining  in your pupil s

its not facebook its full bodybook

and you can design how you look

pick your avatar

no more need for emoticons

when  I can see you face to face

to some of my Beloved Elders

With My Father, My Mother

gave birth to a dream

and the dream was a seed

that grew into a man

and here I am

still a weening child,

watching Mommy paint

beautiful murals of underwater 

scenes on the walls of a nursery,

drawing and writing a children's book,

designing comic book t-shirts

she made me an artist

ninja turtle birthday cake 

with five candles

at MeeMaw's house

Daddy etched out a long-neck dinosaur

as I wrote this it hit me why

Mee Maw made a ninja turtle cake

Only a couple months before 

I left a Ninja Turtle get well card

above Granpop's hospital bed,

but he left before we could say 

goodbye

These memories are golden in a sepia way

now all of Mee Maws' memories are seepin away

her mind has deleted away,

but her heart still strong and beatin away

still hangin on, still keepin the flame

I remember when it first began

an she was forgettin the names

and we would even have a laugh 

at the things that she would say

Pop's I never met you but I miss you with all my heart

I have the picture my dad took of a certain baby laying on your chest,

listening to the ancient rhythms of your heart

Mee Maw you are still here but I miss you

you gave me the gift of old family stories

or stacks of pancakes, you gave me discipline, respect, 

and that mysterious musical instrument,

a humble sense of humor,

you gave me ninja turtle neck sweaters

for christmas, and the last gift you ever handed me

was a photo of me laying down upon Pops' chest

listening to his heart beat bump the great blood songs

of my lineage. I Love you, Mee Maw, I love you

Pops, I Love you and I know you are protecting 

us every step of the way

As far grandparents, they were all i had

I wished I could have met my mother's mom and dad

Now my Grandma Hessle is the only one I know,

she's a saint who travels 'round healing people as she goes

my mommy chose her to be our grandma

as she chose me to be an artist

and a peacemaker I owe everything I am

to her, and my father, and all of my elders,

ancestors and predecessors,

angels and protectors,

i love you all

with all my heart

together you are the reason

our family made it this far.