RAVEN MACK is a mystic poet-philosopher-artist of the Greater Appalachian unorthodox tradition who publishes zines & physical books & electronic books & music & photography & digital art & just generally whatever feels necessary to survive this deluded earth thru Rojonekku Word Fighting Arts survival systems (Version 69, establish 14 Feb 1973). Comments encouraged.

Friday, November 2

SONG OF THE DAY: Turtle Van


IT’S FRIDAY AND WARM AND MY SEROTONIN FEELIN’ RIGHT AND THE REVOLUTION STILL WON’T BE TELEVISED NOT EVEN ON TINY HANDHELD SCREENS, AND EVEN THOUGH THE WORLD IS FALLING APART IT’S NOT REALLY FALLING APART, JUST LAST GASPS OF EMPIRE WHICH MIGHT TAKE 2 YEARS MIGHT TAKE 20, HARD TO KNOW. BUT YA GOTTA STAY RIGHT, BE HYPE NOT DOWN, GET YOUR BRAIN CHEMISTRY RIGHT, KEEP PEP TO YOUR HEART, FIGHTING THESE DEVILS MEANS FEELING GOOD WHEN THEY DON’T WANT YOU TO SOMETIMES, PUMP THAT MUSIC WITH THE WINDOWS OPEN, SIT ON THE STOOP OUTSIDE, SAY “what’s up brother” TO THAT DUDE WALKING PAST, MAKE DISARMING PLEASANT EYE CONTACT WITH THAT WOMAN WITHOUT FORCING CONVERSATION ON HER, JUST BE A FUCKIN’ RIPPLE OF POSITIVE CHANGE ON THIS CROOKED ASS EARTH, Y’ALL.
For me personally, Stalley helps, at least today. Turtle Van to cross Turtle Island aka Abya Yala aka the Americas. Make 'em great again like the 1300s.


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