Friday, December 11, 2015

The Jungle and the Swamp.

A lot of similarities between the jungle and the swamp...
it's shady, hot, and wet...alot of the same shades of green...
we got the same kind of bugs, mosquitos in particular...
and that familiar feeling...
We know about Aloha where I come from...
we just call it southern hospitality...
I feel at home here.
The keiki call me uncle
the uncles call me braddha
the aunties call me baby, sweety, honey and such...
straight southern style...
the way it should be.
Don't let the complexion fool ya...
I aint no howly.
I'm Hawaiian.
E Malama Aina.

Voo-doo...Hoo-joo...

Stupid children playing games...
...thinking they know something about Voodoo...
If you believe in Voodoo...You got problems.
If you don't believe in voodoo...No problems.
I don't believe in voodoo.
But don't fuck with me.
Cuz, if you do...
I'll put some Hoo-Joo on you.
 I'll cast a spell to ring your bell.
I'll put a curse on you that you won't ever reverse.
What? You don't believe in Voodoo?
You're gonna believe in Voodoo when I get thru with you. 
You better bow down to your god and make peace with the devil...
cuz the shadow man's gonna getcha. 


 
 
 

Thursday, October 22, 2015

Anonymous.

We are Anonymous.
you cannot name us...
We are One.
we have many names
We name ourselves after plants, animals,
 basic elements, mythological characters
 cartoons and meteorological terms.
We are travelers
incarnations of sunlight 
transmuted into form and substance
only to evaporate and ascend again.
We are omnipresent.

Friday, September 11, 2015

Psychosis

When a human being is driven into the barren lands where no produce grows...
 to live in places unfit for human habitation...
starved into eating food not fit for human consumption...
constantly exposed to free-radicals and pollution,
drinking water laden with chemicals and bathing in radio-active sewage...
 harassed and jailed,
run off like a stray dog,
disrespected and abused by his fellow man,
ostracized by his own society
and reduced to a beggar, a scavenger and a thief,
When the false reality of the all consuming vortex of the corporate state
becomes too much of a burden to bear,
His mind is reduced to a state of Psychosis.
The symptoms of his Psychosis are the natural by-products of the imbalances perpetuated by the State...imbalances that the state depends on in order to exist.
The State itself is psychotic.
Psychosis is a symptom of state-ism as well as the cause.
The state was built by humans, inspired by humans
but has become itself Inhumane.
The state is a snake chasing its own tail.
...a tower built to crumble...
Rebellion is Righteous in the face of oppression.
Defiance is simultaneously an assumption of personal responsibility.
Power is attained only thru self awareness and self control.
Our only salvation lies in the creation of a brand new reality.

Thursday, August 6, 2015

Bottom Feeder Rock Fever

Solar powered island hopping helicopter take me away.
I gotta hole in my pocket, for too long I stay.
Cruzn and Chilln, no more work here for me,
I got the bottom feeder rock fever
got to get myself free.
Hey, hey hey take me away.

Aint no reason to get in such a big a hurry baby
the rain aint gonna get you too wet for too long
take a ride with me on the dark side of the hwy
well hitch a ride to nowhere and find somewhere to belong
hey hey hey i'll take you to the other side.

take me by the hand my love
ill take you for a ride
don't look back and hold on tight
well get out of here alive
hey hey hey i'll take you too the other side.


Carnival mask

We all wear a mask at the carnival.
At the circus, everybody's a clown.
the world keeps turning round and round 
but the big top is coming down.

Price of Paradise.

The islands are infested with military bases, militant missionaries, Mcdeath, Monsantos, and Mersa...the local population has been colonized; christianized; circumsized, baptized, crusified and sodomized... industrialized, institutionalized by breathless alians who believe they were chosen by god to rule over the nations with an iron rod...the youth rage against arpartheid with memories of genocide in their bones as they are pushed aside, oppressed and marginalized by genetically modified gentrified socialites who have stripped them of their rights and robbed their hearts and minds like some kine vampire valentine...nough to blow ur mind...
Trillions of tourists shitting every day...flushing their shit right into the bay...Radio-active sewage mixed with bleach and flouride, mercury and Fukashima radio-activity...Plagues, Wars and rumors of wars... signs, signs the end is coming soon.Consistantly inoculated with incalculable chemical concoctions that cloud our consiousness we stumble blindly thru this concrete and asphalt maze consuming pre-masticated, pre-fabricated reproductions of the fruits of the earth from land that has been stripped, raped and furrowed...Shrink wrapped managers special...everything is for sale...cartoon-ized caricaturizations of a lost culture...Carrion...Remnants of random peices on Discount...strip malls built on top of the graves of dead babies...Traditions lost in the transition...new temples built from the ruins of the old...the ceiling resting atop the pillars of the seven deadly sins...