frOM mY aSHEs... a pOeT?

these are some random thoughts that strung themselves together, after a recent conversation on the legal, voluntary nature of the personal income tax, and... the self-destructive tendency of so-called amerikkkan citizens refusal to think 4 themselves, or question their so-called leaders. UnIversal in spirit... i still often approach these socially-accepted sicknesses from the skin i am in, meanwhile... under the surface of ALL of our skins... there remains... a world of suffering! I remain a fugitive... a fugee... a refugee... from the I.R.S... [Ignorance Related Slavery] and the taxing of our... gold minds. see... federal reserve notes... be like... washington and jefferson's I.O.U's... promises that... afRakan chattle... converted into 14th amendment citizens... [its freedumb time!] will still cover the national debt...   and the  Ancestors... blood... sweat... and tears... at this rate... will keep new orleans so wet... maafa bones that

the mere idea... of making love to her is my... deepest meditation. stellar bodies gyrate, i move in... perfect contemplation. mindful of the the divine movement... of our heavenly bodies from... station to station... navigating through celestial positions and... permutations, the sweat of our bodies becomes an ocean in... transformation. liquid becomes gas as our awareness... follow it's passage... our pass... through the atmosphere, by our freedom from form and... no fear to... transform... into the... tear... of a cloud that... reigns... from an astral throne above, then... rains... back down... showering our act of love. anointed! the king and the queen... dearly beloved we... crown... this creation! coming... full circle... full cycle... a magical... mystical... alchemy... as the... flames of love's passion... waters the seeds of... love's civilization. is there

She… is a raindrop… she is a raindrop that transformed from a tear. she is a raindrop that transformed from a tear of joy, that… fell from the right eye of the Creator, on the birthday of creation and the… beginning of time, to measure it’s love, celebrate it’s beauty and it’s… newborn ability to reflect upon its… Self, that hidden treasure that desired… to BE known. she… is a raindrop She… is a raindrop… she is a raindrop that began as a single bead of sweat. she is a raindrop that began as a single bead of sweat bourn upon the backs of two lovers… bathed in moonlight, oblivious to time as their souls are summoned to the throne of passion, to bow down to each other’s divinity , in word and… deed, eagerly greeting the morning sun with a… sacred act. she… is a raindrop. She… is a raindrop… she is a raindrop that started as a smile. she is a raindrop that started as a smile on the surface of the sun as it looked upon the earth and…