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Saturday, June 30, 2012

[ANTI TYPICALLY]

[ANTI TYPICALLY] AN INTERLUDE
THE MUSIC FOR THIS INSIGHT...
http://youtu.be/5ifnPIVgiJw


TO SEE ME AS ANY ONE THING IS TO UNDERESTIMATE ME...
A CHAMELEON AS I ROAM THE LANDSCAPE OF ALL THINGS...
MANIFESTLY.
AFRICAN TO THE VERY CORE.

I BE'S A POET SEE?
BORN IN A CITY IN GEORGIA SEE?
DONE SEEN A LOT WHILE LIVING 360...
KNOWLEDGE ON THE SURFACE OF THE WATER...
THE SKIN OF IT... SEE?

AS I ABSORB AND TRY TO SEE IT ALL I WONDER IF AT BIRTH I WAS TOUCHED BY AN ANGEL CAUSE I AM STILL HERE...
THAT'S ABOUT AS REAL AS IT GETS...
GUN FIRE AND BLADES OF STEEL...
 WINGS OF SERAPHIM  BEATING IN THE NIGHT.


HERE WE ARE
STANDING AT THE PERIMETER OF WORLD EVENTS...
THESE THINGS THAT UNFOLD BEFORE THESE VERY EYES...
DREAMS OF LOVE THAT DRIFT ON THE RAYS OF MORNING SUNS IN JULY...
THESE AFRICAN BIRTHS OF ALL THESE NOTIONS.


TO THINK THAT I DO NOT RECOGNIZE IS TO MAKE A FATAL MISTAKE...
I HEAR YOU KNOCKING ON MY DOE...
MR MAN... MR MAN STANDING ON THE SQUARE...


SHARPENED IN THE FIRES OF THE GHETTO WHERE THE RICH COME TO TRICK AND SCORE BLOW...
WHERE SOME CHILDREN SEE TO MUCH AT VERY YOUNG AGES AND JAIL IS A RITE OF PASSAGE.
WHERE THE PROPHETS ORIGINATED AND WARRIORS ARE BORN...
I CARRY THIS SWORD... THESE WORDS.
THIS IS MY LIFE... THIS WEIGHT I BEAR.


ROAR OF THE LION AS WORDS BECOME THE METHOD OF TRAVEL...
PEN MIGHTIER THAN ANY SWORD...
VOLUMES OF VOLUME...
A ROAR INTO OUTER SPACE...
A ROAR INTO THE SPACE BETWEEN BLOOD CELLS...


SIGNS AND SYMBOLS ETCHED INTO THE STRUCTURE OF WHOLE SOCIETIES...
CARVED INTO MASONRY...
SEE ME... SEE YOU.


I AM THE ANTI TYPICAL...
THE LOOSE RADICAL...
THE MONKEY WRENCH IN THE WORKS...
ALL THESE THINGS AND SO MUCH MORE AM I.