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Showing posts with label spirit warriors. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spirit warriors. Show all posts

Monday, June 12

SONG OF THE DAY: Let The Music Play (kudzu'd)


This might be my favorite track to play slow in my patented 45s at 33 style. (It’s not actually patented, lol fuck the law and fuck paperwork.) I have 3 excellent copies of this 45 and probably another 4 or 5 that are pretty good, and I dream of hooking all my turntables up in a circle and playing them all in sequence and just spinning around, letting the music play, slowly, while lavender sage stick burns, summoning the spirit of Shannon herself, who shall appear before me and usher in a bold new age of everybody chilling the fuck out. Finally.

Tuesday, July 6

SONG OF THE DAY: Rattling Along the Freight Train (To The Spirit Land)

Whenever I practice vandalism, I always keep my trusty camera in my pocket, so that if anybody of an authoritative bent ever shows up, I just whip out the camera and look, I’m just an obsessed middle-aged white man that loves train culture. The youth around me often times are militant (as youth tend towards at times) and believe things should be a certain way of fairness and just. But the world is a giant piece of shit, because men did too much shit on the surface of it all this time. So you have to adapt and learn to blend and mix and camouflage your true intent as much as possible, especially when you’re a natural born piece of shit up to grey area legalities just by being alive.

Saturday, March 20

W4SN'T BL3SS3D W1TH W34LTH, BVT 1'V3...

wasn’t blessed with wealth, but I’ve 
always had the good luck of 
ancestral angels watching 

Wednesday, December 2

SONG OF THE DAY: Somebody's Gone

Brother Theotis Taylor is a nonagenarian (dude in his 90s) down in south Georgia, who apparently for decades has had a piano and an old reel-to-reel tape recorder set up, so that when the mood struck him, he’d record some sounds. He toured as a gospel singers, even played the Apollo, and with Sam Cooke for a while. But mostly he’s just been living his life down in Georgia, feeling the creative spirit as it hit him, and making his art as a conduit from wherever it comes from for whoever might hear it. Even if they don’t hear it, it’s more about a relationship with creation than an end result of consumption. People lose sight of that too often. I lose sight of that too often. (My kids are always like, “why are you saying ‘people’ when you mean us?”) Creation existed long before consumption did, and will continue to exist long after this system of mass consumption – which has poisoned every possible creative outlet you could think of – is dead and gone. Anyways, this song is pretty fuckin’ great.

Thursday, March 5

Thursday, February 6

SONG OF THE DAY: I Heard a Voice, Pt. 1



what a blessing
to hear a voice
of spiritual
significance
inside your own head

all the poisons and
pollutions and
toxicities put
into your own head
by this culture
which apparently
you accepted the terms of agreement
by being born

what a blessing
to still have a morality
your heart can throb with
not compromised by
the brain’s misalignment
by the poisons
injected from all angles
the blessing of
hearing a voice
that makes far more sense
than all these
fucking
rabbit
holes 

Thursday, June 27

4 G3N3R4L P0V3RTY...

a general poverty
of spirit afflicting folks
thinking the end's far too close

Sunday, November 25

B4BY 0F TH3 F4M1LY...

baby of the family
still blossoming with strong style
spirit, more and more each year

Monday, September 17

Aki Basho 2018 Honour Tanka Day Nine: HAKUHO (9-0)


[Hakuho manhandling last basho champion] 

had a nice tanka 
about Hakuho's return, 
but lost that shit 

fuck it though, suffice to to 
say Hakuho's the greatest 

Mitakeumi may 
win basho when the bigger 
stars are laying out 

but Hakuho proved he's still 
the fucking man when healthy 

stood patiently as 
Mitakeumi thought about 
how to finish this 

but ultimately for naught, 
since Hakuho's the greatest 

Sunday, September 16

Aki Basho 2018 Honour Tanka Day Seven: MITAKEUMI (6-1)


[everything that is great about giant dudes slap fighting in a ring] 

if there were any 
doubts young Mitakeumi was 
a beast, this squashed them 

of course he won last basho, 
of course he's a budding star 

my friend Dan (who is 
an accurate sumo star 
rater) had forewarned me 

this was perhaps sumo match 
of the year (at least thus far) 

Takakeisho - 
an even younger star, full 
of promise as well 

perhaps this was two young men 
fighting for yokozuna 

Takakeisho 
came hard as fuck - constant and 
most aggressively 

Mitakeumi persevered 
through hard slaps and strong throat thrusts 

Takakeisho 
stepped aside, Mitakeumi 
flirting with ring edge 

somehow after absorbing 
all that punishment, he spun 

as Mitakeumi 
looked to be finished, he did 
one-foot pirouette 

Takakeisho gave push, 
missed spinning Mitakeumi 

Takakeisho - 
perhaps sumo's future - dropped 
both palms to the sand 

Mitakeumi had survived 
toughest bout seen yet this year 

with one loss, still in 
striking distance after one 
week; crowded leaders 

Hakuho, Kakuryu, and 
Takayasu all ain't lost 

one week into this 
autumn basho, four men still 
sit undefeated 

and young Mitakeumi grows 
his legend more, one loss back 

Wednesday, August 22

TOP TEN SPIRIT WARRIOR HOWLS AT THE IMPENDING FIRE

#1: attempting to build/reality within these/sensory decepts
#2: spirit warrior thoughts/of disappearing from this/false panopticon
#3: alias Raven/Mack abandoned as worthless -/begin again blank
#4: this existence too/full of poison lethargy,/by design, by “god”
#5: attempting to slay/these desires for money or/fame or whatever
#6: poison culture sows/”lack of” thoughts everywhere -/missing fruits blossom
#7: rather 69/than 10-99 any/day still be living
#8: not sure how y’all feel/but I’m excited about/end times arriving
#9: conquest of the doomed -/the wretched shall inherit/what’s left of the earth
#10: rebuilding with love/with no productive purpose/other than all good

Thursday, July 26

Tuesday, June 26

World Cup Tanka: GROUP C FINALE (Matches 37 & 38)


not much to Group C 
in my opinion; France won 
as was expected 

I mean sure, Denmark coud win, 
but let's be real here - they won't 

Australia-Peru 
more about pride, although the 
Socceroos not out 

mathematics lies sometimes - 
numbers often come up short 

chose to watch Peru 
against Australia because 
I'll see enough France 

imagine they'll likely get 
at least to quarterfinals 

during the run-up 
fell in love with Guerrero, 
true spirit warrior 

as is often the case with 
spirit warriors, fueled by drugs 

when life is constant 
jihad, self-medication 
will become common 

"nothing is true, ev'rything 
is permitted," spake Hassan 

Carrillo strikes for 
Peru, first goal of Group C 
finale cluster 

I think of Australia as 
weird-talking Americans 

in terms of football, 
this is definitely true - 
they even say "soccer" 

they call their team "Socceroos" 
which sounds almost Trumpian 

also, Jedinak 
is far too craft brew beard oil 
looking for my tastes 

shinefaces gonna shineface, 
regardless of where they born 

international 
gentrification of hoods 
into wealth enclaves 

one corporate luxury 
box replaces thousand seats 

hence my Guerrero 
love - poorly tattooed wretched 
of the Earth football 

perfect European sleeves 
done all at once are no match 

hence my distrust of 
Pogba, because has the mind  
become colonized? 

although penal colony 
as nation is strange story 

as the knockout stage 
starts to develop, my thoughts 
are against Europe 

anybody but Europe; 
oh yeah the games - it's halftime 

Guerrero poaches 
second goal, finally, our 
hero has been heard 

commentators seem mad at 
constant vibration of horns 

jihad spirit war 
continues between "savage" 
and the "civilized" 

when born without a clean sheet, 
the well-behaved always lose 

when the third world is 
first, when the wretched of Earth 
become champions 

when FIFA's corruption gets 
conquered by "degenerates" 

Tuesday, May 29

SONG OF THE DAY: gh0st w4lk (45s on 33)



Ghosts walk all around us, though fear-based poison culture tends to skew our thoughts of ghosts towards malevolent demons attempting to cause chaos and pain to our otherwise orderly lives. Life is never orderly, at least not according to manmade maths. Ghosts guide, and each day is one to be thankful for our ancestors still present, guiding and protecting us, watching over, and giving us another day to live and learn and grow. While I enjoy living life very much right now, I cannot wait to also enjoy being a ghost. It's gonna be sick.

Monday, November 13

Friday, September 22

Aki Basho 2017 Honour Tanka Day 11: ONOSHO (7-4)

(Onosho rag-dolled for third straight L)

Onosho - after 
eleven days - stood at door 
of strong arrival 

no one since Hakuho went 
kachikoshi first three times 

(a fellow sumo 
enthusiast informed me 
of this on twitter) 

Aki basho seemed like it 
could belong to Onosho 

but eight wins appeared 
more difficult a psychic 
hurdle than he thought 

losses day nine and ten left 
Onosho looking shaken 

Tochiozan was 
his opponent this day - what 
should be easy win 

but Onosho never got 
off the mark, smacked back, stifled 

no forward progress 
after his initial launch, 
young Onosho lost 

pushed out by Tochiozan 
into dohyo-side front row 

Onosho looked back, 
flustered melancholy look - 
psychic weight heavy 

“how to turn this energy 
back to something positive?” 

big boy momentum 
moves in metaphysical 
ways as well as “real” 

Onosho stood in that door, 
but was not ready to cross yet