What An Exciting Time to Be Alive!
Cause its our time!
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Monday, May 26, 2008
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
Marcus Garvey.. The Black Star Line Continues
Part 5 of The Influence of Marcus Garvey..
Commentary too.. on this coming too.
I gotta make it to the end of this school stretch.
But as Amenta likes to say
"Here we come y'all, here we come.."
ha
Commentary too.. on this coming too.
I gotta make it to the end of this school stretch.
But as Amenta likes to say
"Here we come y'all, here we come.."
ha
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Steve Jobs Stanford Commencement Speech 05
A good friend of mine, (one of the above) led me on to this. I watched it tonight and am sharing.
Yes
Yes.
Yes. All of this. intuition. heart. connecting the dots. now. future.
all of this. just.
listen.
I might do some commentary on this later on.. yes!
Yes
Yes.
Yes. All of this. intuition. heart. connecting the dots. now. future.
all of this. just.
listen.
I might do some commentary on this later on.. yes!
cool kids
who are the cool kids? who are the cool kids? who are really the cool kids?
who are the cool
kids?
who are they? are they really?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids? who?
who are really the cool kids? what about them and why?
what makes them? what shakes them?
and do you really believe in that?
do you really believe in that?
and do you really believe in you
?
who are the cool
kids?
who are they? are they really?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids?
who are the cool kids? who?
who are really the cool kids? what about them and why?
what makes them? what shakes them?
and do you really believe in that?
do you really believe in that?
and do you really believe in you
?
nom name neme
charles olson and jz on home avenue remember the days, while i pluck my hairs into strings of sound. she is suspended. she is suspended upon a harp
i'm going to start over
i'd like to ,
you know
that freshness of first sounds
the breakdown of pieces
we learn you know, to build up
upon ourselves until
we are faintly crashing
with our
with our
with our
magnanimity and
and and
our graciousness
ooh that graciousness of being
clap for me
applaud, oh yes
but i would like to speak of letters
crash down upon my words
dissolve them and
dissolve myself
into faint pieces
where i would
remember
where i would speak of pieces
to remember
and then build then again
a word of me worth remember
symbolizing
i am past the symbol
i am tired
the multiple complexions of ritual
hold me i say
i was born a world
world with symbol and sound
and you could name me nameless then
to be a world
i'm going to look through old boxes
and through them, unto doors
i am going back to the beginning, you
know
old places
first
they came
i'd like to go back to the first letters
which slipped past me
a letter it seems
given it was to my mouth
a letter like f, symbol
where i slobbered it into being
i slobbered it i say slobbered it and
rubbed round its sharp creases with my pound of wet rubber
its sharped creases
into sound worth having for me
sound worth having for me
sound worth having
oh sound i say
worth having for me
sound
i'd like to speak syllables
they were ripe for me
once
the foundings of my nature
stop this coagulation
of phonemes
phomemes
stop this coagulation
come to one
the steady wagging coagulation of me
i eat myself
and know not what
i eat
anymore
but sounds flies back
sound flies back
the return
i think
upon calling
the steady pieces of flying pieces dissolving
back unto me
unto me
as i was dissolved and coagulated
the sounds that have ate of me
and of my body
oh return
the blocks
the solidity of salts
and sans sound
of voice roiling
returning i see
the no naming none
i am tired
i am tired
come back come close
to me a sound a word a phoneme
a no naming none
COME CLOSE
GO FAR
COME ENCOMPASSING
one encompassing one
turn and stay still!
i say
turn you compassing i
encompassing me
turn and
stay in you
stay in you
stay you want of me-
still
stay sound. go to remembered of
blastings and the coming of
ings
go come now
come now i say
come lovingly lovingly *petering a word into outed existence
come now come now *diminishing
and
come now you sounds.
come now &
go
i'd like to ,
you know
that freshness of first sounds
the breakdown of pieces
we learn you know, to build up
upon ourselves until
we are faintly crashing
with our
with our
with our
magnanimity and
and and
our graciousness
ooh that graciousness of being
clap for me
applaud, oh yes
but i would like to speak of letters
crash down upon my words
dissolve them and
dissolve myself
into faint pieces
where i would
remember
where i would speak of pieces
to remember
and then build then again
a word of me worth remember
symbolizing
i am past the symbol
i am tired
the multiple complexions of ritual
hold me i say
i was born a world
world with symbol and sound
and you could name me nameless then
to be a world
i'm going to look through old boxes
and through them, unto doors
i am going back to the beginning, you
know
old places
first
they came
i'd like to go back to the first letters
which slipped past me
a letter it seems
given it was to my mouth
a letter like f, symbol
where i slobbered it into being
i slobbered it i say slobbered it and
rubbed round its sharp creases with my pound of wet rubber
its sharped creases
into sound worth having for me
sound worth having for me
sound worth having
oh sound i say
worth having for me
sound
i'd like to speak syllables
they were ripe for me
once
the foundings of my nature
stop this coagulation
of phonemes
phomemes
stop this coagulation
come to one
the steady wagging coagulation of me
i eat myself
and know not what
i eat
anymore
but sounds flies back
sound flies back
the return
i think
upon calling
the steady pieces of flying pieces dissolving
back unto me
unto me
as i was dissolved and coagulated
the sounds that have ate of me
and of my body
oh return
the blocks
the solidity of salts
and sans sound
of voice roiling
returning i see
the no naming none
i am tired
i am tired
come back come close
to me a sound a word a phoneme
a no naming none
COME CLOSE
GO FAR
COME ENCOMPASSING
one encompassing one
turn and stay still!
i say
turn you compassing i
encompassing me
turn and
stay in you
stay in you
stay you want of me-
still
stay sound. go to remembered of
blastings and the coming of
ings
go come now
come now i say
come lovingly lovingly *petering a word into outed existence
come now come now *diminishing
and
come now you sounds.
come now &
go
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Going on, We going on..
Fr4ick lord, Yes! This is what I'm talkin bout.
Shouts to FilmmakerCreator Tiona M of Black.Womyn Productions.
and PurpleZoe of PurpleMag (JUST released her book MAGI, CHECK IT OUT!) for leading me on to this one.
Maps!Choosing!
Going!
Daring!
Being!
Running!
Mystery!
of Mystory!
MAps!
Can you tell a story?
Oooh beautiful leaning flying going believing
journeying brown people, I love you so hard. So hard.
This is the Journey! We are the journeys.
Going On, Gnarls Barkley. Directed by Wendy Morgan in Jamaica
Monday, May 12, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
opening to away she goes
I'm so excited I can hardly contain myself. But in an undercover way. Where I am itching. And you get a new idea! And you have a new idea! And you see a new way to do what you wanted to do. You know when you catch a wind. Or a break.. Or you see an opening. Or a way. Yes. Go!
There.
-I
what's in a name game
So I'm looking for a name.
How do you be right or good. It's soo late. And I wanna get this done.
Excuse my late nightness. I don't know how legible this will be in the ,morning.
I'm looking for a name that will be quick succinct and easy rollable off the tongue and easily remembered and not so easily forgotten
that has meaning and depth and feeeling and importance without being too simple or uninspiring or too corny or too sappy or simply overused such as a trope, so that it has almost no meaning
am i looking for a name that is a metaphor or an action
a noun or a verb
i am looking for a name that is an umbrella and also a brick one can build things with
i'm also looking for something easily lifted and also easily understood even if it happens to make no categorical sense
yet it also needs to be able to span the globe
it needs to be 'cool' but not at the risk of being cold or too flashy or empty
it must be composed of people which is real simple and complicated
it has to have lasting qualities the ability to be classic and new
fresh shiny and spanking
yet also contain the old stories.. there is such a thing.. if you can find the balance of wor/l/ds
old and new dreams
old and new people
new and old flights
such as that would be a sparking thinking a meeting between two such worlds that might really be one
like the meeting between yesterday and today.. if there is such a thing
that jump point when what is ain't
and what will be isn't but will be
maybe it is a thunderclap
ahhhh. i've been all throughout the thesaurus
because its to settle down
and make some unreal things real
somethings want to be born most certainly
like it won't phase out cant phase out still here
still subject
i'm dealing with words
naming what needs to be named and coming up with ways to say what doesn't have words yet but still is if you believe it is, naturally
naturally
How do you be right or good. It's soo late. And I wanna get this done.
Excuse my late nightness. I don't know how legible this will be in the ,morning.
I'm looking for a name that will be quick succinct and easy rollable off the tongue and easily remembered and not so easily forgotten
that has meaning and depth and feeeling and importance without being too simple or uninspiring or too corny or too sappy or simply overused such as a trope, so that it has almost no meaning
am i looking for a name that is a metaphor or an action
a noun or a verb
i am looking for a name that is an umbrella and also a brick one can build things with
i'm also looking for something easily lifted and also easily understood even if it happens to make no categorical sense
yet it also needs to be able to span the globe
it needs to be 'cool' but not at the risk of being cold or too flashy or empty
it must be composed of people which is real simple and complicated
it has to have lasting qualities the ability to be classic and new
fresh shiny and spanking
yet also contain the old stories.. there is such a thing.. if you can find the balance of wor/l/ds
old and new dreams
old and new people
new and old flights
such as that would be a sparking thinking a meeting between two such worlds that might really be one
like the meeting between yesterday and today.. if there is such a thing
that jump point when what is ain't
and what will be isn't but will be
maybe it is a thunderclap
ahhhh. i've been all throughout the thesaurus
because its to settle down
and make some unreal things real
somethings want to be born most certainly
like it won't phase out cant phase out still here
still subject
i'm dealing with words
naming what needs to be named and coming up with ways to say what doesn't have words yet but still is if you believe it is, naturally
naturally
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Friday, May 9, 2008
Once upon a time in atlanta when she was dreaming of a fulbright and i was there
and then she got it.
Chantal James.. writing books and thangs in Morocco.
theglobalsouth.wordpress.com
holla!
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Night Flight: New York /
Muriel Rukeyser
Theory of Flight, 1935
from Night Flight: New York
Believe that we bloom upon this stalk of time ;
and in this expansion, time too grows for us
richer and richer towards infinity.
They promised us the gold and harps and seraphs.
Our rising and going to sleep is better than future pinions.
We surrender that hope, drawing our own days in,
covering space and time draped in tornadoes,
lightning invention, speed crushing the stars upon us,
stretching the accordion of our lives, sounding the same chord
longer and savoring it until the echo fails.
Believe that your presences are strong,
O be convinced without formula or rhyme
or any dogma ; use yourselves : be : fly.
Believe that we bloom upon this stalk of time.
---
one of my favorite poems Ever
-IA
Theory of Flight, 1935
from Night Flight: New York
Believe that we bloom upon this stalk of time ;
and in this expansion, time too grows for us
richer and richer towards infinity.
Our rising and going to sleep is better than future pinions.
We surrender that hope, drawing our own days in,
covering space and time draped in tornadoes,
lightning invention, speed crushing the stars upon us,
stretching the accordion of our lives, sounding the same chord
longer and savoring it until the echo fails.
Believe that your presences are strong,
O be convinced without formula or rhyme
or any dogma ; use yourselves : be : fly.
Believe that we bloom upon this stalk of time.
---
one of my favorite poems Ever
-IA
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