[I WANT]
REVOLUTION MUSIC...
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I WANT TO TOUCH YOU IN YOUR MEDULA OBLANGATA...TO ROCK YOU IN THE CENTER SECTION OF YOUR INNER CORE WHERE YOUR MOLTEN MATTER COALESCES...TO MAKE YOUR MIND DEPART TO OTHER GALAXIES WHERE MAN RESIDES IN A FORM TRANSPARENT.
I TAKE THESE LETTERS AND WRAP THEM INTO THE WORDS THAT BLAST OPEN CLOSED MENTALITIES...SCRIBED ON CITY WALLS LIKE SOME MODERN DAY SCRIPTURES FROM THE MIND OF A DISLOCATED AFRICAN SUN...SON
I WANT TO MELT YOU DOWN AND BRING YOU FORTH SHINING FROM THE FIRE OF THE FORGE LIKE SOME BLACK GOLD,A MIGHTY FORCE THAT SWEEPS OVER A DYING MAN AS HE RISES FROM THE CONCRETE REBORN ON THESE COLD ASS CITY STREETS,A PIECE OF ANCIENT KNOWLEDGE THAT STRIVES TO BREAK FREE OF ITS SHELL...ROOTS THAT REACH INTO THE EARTH...BRANCHES THAT BRUSH THE LIGHT BLUE OF A MOST BEAUTIFUL SKY.
A NEW AFRICAN NATION, OH THE ELATION...A SONG THAT CROSSES THE VACUUM OF TRICKERY AND DECEIT AND CAUSES ARMIES TO RETREAT.
SONIC VIBRATIONS THAT TREMBLE THE GROUND...A COSMIC BEATDOWN OF EPIC PROPORTIONS AS IT SURGES ACROSS THE MANSCAPE WITH THE FORCE OF A TSUNAMI...SUCH A PRETTY WALL OF WATER WITH SUCH DEADLY STRENGTH...A MOMENT OF SILENCE...CHAOS.
I FLOOD THE SYNAPSES AND DROP THE JAWS OF THE MASSES AS I PAINT PICTURES WITH THESE VERBS, ADJECTIVES, AND METAPHOR'S.
I WANT TO WAKE YOU UP.
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