rickydocs yearend prophecy: limber up, stretch it out, shields up - a rough year is upon us

THURSDAY

out and out drudgery, a brutal grind, forcing myself to just sit here at the sacred desk, hour after hour of painstaking drudgery

i love it, this what i live for

been thinking about how to be proactive about haiti, how to make a real difference, get some good
out of this tragedy and i dont think i have any handles there, and dont have time to really commit to it

thats why im taking this op to support wyclef jeans yele, he been systematically trying to flip that narrative

that tragedy that haiti been, cant fight every battle, sometime best you can do is support those that do

baba john taught me to always try to institutionalize my organizing efforts in afroam literature
it was his efforts to institutionalize african american lit made him the visionary he was

think ima text wyclef jean another $5, what the hell, YELE to 501501

you know what im thinking, speaking of institutionalization, i need to get in touch with my fellow hoodoos

of the hoodoo hand, i have withdrawn from that fray of late, concentrating on getting my novel done

figure i will pick up that thread again once ive laid out the vision, organizing hoodoos more frustrating than herding cats

but maybe i will contact them beginning of each year or something, maintain rick, maintain

thats one response, to tighten up your own cultural custodianship

i have always felt that if my fellow afrospirituals of voodoo were taking care of business that haiti wouldnt
be in the position its in, but i guess folk could say the same thing of hoodoo and african american culture

of struggle (and cultural custodianship) it seems, there is no end

im outta here, gotta clock these pages - all my love

rdoc



WEDNESDAY day

god help me im in the zone, everything i touch turns to narrative gold, not only
am i clocking pages but stylee doing new licks, performing new tricks

the impending doom of going back to work has focused the creative fire

WEDNESDAY morning

boy, when you think you got troubles, life puts it all in perspective

once again haiti has taken the hammer, how much can one people bear, surely haitis suffering has purpose, surely it is for a reason, some tempering, some preparation of some divine sort - in the meantime our prayers are with you, this too we will endure

prayers are good of course, but donations are even better

the big thing with donations is to make sure your compassion is well spent

these two look legit, text HAITI to 90999 to donate $10 to redcross haiti effort
text YELE to 501501 to donate $5 to wyclef jeans yele haiti effort

this is the link to haitian action networks efforts - they are a grass roots op
that has some credibility in the field, im assuming a donation here would be

used well

then there are of course the more mainstream legit ops, i am inclined to support wyclef jeans
operation because i have admired his commitment and his institutionalization efforts for haiti

it is times like this that we build independent institutions for, so they are ready when the hammer come

a state dept number for folk trying to check on their families in haiti is 1-888-407-4747

any other useful info i come across i will let you know

when this situation has been addressed black america needs to do some serious thinking

about what we can do to get proactive on haiti - whatever it is god got planned for haiti

need to be implemented, surely it has been tempered enough

all my love

rdoc

TUESDAY

hello world

old boy in a strange space, cherishing my last week before my schoolhouse grind begin

not even working hard, just kind of chilling along, reading trash, watching tv, guess im recharging my batteries or something

applications process is looming, got 450 apps so far, will start on that this weekend i guess
start grooving up for my africanamerican lit class, that class kinda special to me, its my opp

to dig into africanamerican lit, only time i get discretionary reading these days is when i assign it in class
- then i have to read it - and this is my chance to dig into what ive chosen as the formative works of my

literary tradition - mumbojumbo, corrigedora, the healing, texaco, mamaday, beloved, the cattlekilling, etc
these are works everytime i read them i get something new out of them, these are works i want to intertext

 these are the wisdom works of my culture - i love this class, didnt get many students
sign up for it but thats alright too, intimate class gives me more room to play

i knew when i chose it for this semester it wouldnt pull a lot, i also use it to explore the novel, the longwork
and shortstories are the coin of the mfa realm, but im moving into closure on my own novel and these are the

works that have fed me  -  this class for me, im the one needed this class - at this stage
in the game this the only thing im willing to give my time and consciousness to

something that will feed my own last lap, that will feed my own novel - space im in it should be an interesting class

i got about 4 more days before i have to focus

these paintings from that tribal artist (will have to get his name) that im doing that m l king piece for tara press with
it was my successful use of storyteller narrator in that convince me to finally work it into rest for the weary

so this is his depiction of rickydoc storyteller, i see he used that photo jaipur literary festival been using
i put it between his works so you can see how he interpreted it,

but i also see his effort to capture way folk gathered around me in that little half circle asking about the meaning of life,
i wonder if he was there or if he was just told, cause it actually did happen like that, all thru india - my head has yet to subside

sometime i challenge myself on that memory,

you try to be humble, and i been known to embellish an experience, thats what i do for a living, but these paintings remind me it actually did happen like that - i do my thing and folk start treating me like i was

some kind of literary guru, a spiritual force

it was deep because it so reflect what i actually think about my work, a side of my work western culture has yet to respond to

when i went there it was with full intent of further globalizing my mythwork, i knew i would be seeding believers and leaving mythwork behind - seeing it graphically depicted like this reassure me in the value of my longgame, no matter how much reality deny me i do know what i am about - im forging a way

boy got me looking like some kind of hindu deity, im eating this up with a spoon

good spiritwork always best kept low profile, otherwise you get caught up in something else, you get to taking souls and i consider taking souls an abomination of the power, i will not abide a thief of souls

when you running longgame, its future generations you trying to shape, not your own

but they tripping out over there in india, got that
spiritvision - see things other folk dont

okay, enuf me me me, what about a little commentary

that issue with reid, thats just repubs trying to get a little traction, reid been taking
care of business, i gave him a pass, im moving on

all my love

rdoc

WHAT DAY WAS THIS?

hello world

old boy been out of the loop

old boy gon stay out the loop

been woodshedding, and got some traction, have added this storyteller narrator voice to manuscript

that i expect some serious play out of, been wanting to do it for awhile, finally just went in and skimmed

through manuscript and everywhere i could add the voice i did and so its raw and rough now but by the time

im finished i hope it will be clean and powerful, if not i will extract it but you always take the narrative gamble is the way i see it

i did major research on fort pillow, black civilwar, civilwar memphis and bedfordforrest, hope its reflected in text - fiction research, you immerse yourself in chosen subject then you kinda forget about it and let

internal writer process it into usable narrative poetry, otherwise you got that stilted research feel in the text

and thats a no can do, specially in a text as discursive as this one, modeling ishs mumbojumbo and/or gayljones healing, have

struggled to develop a narrative style that will allow me to speak on whatever i please w/o breaking the narrative spell

that photo is from a lot behind my sisters house, up against what we shall call the lake, its always felt holy to me and i would go out and sit there for my morning meditations, my own little downhome stonehenge, its been there for years - now its gone, bummer, but i never expected it to be there this long anyway, i will maintain it in spirit, it reflects what im trying to do with my delta mythwork

my attempt to define the delta as a black holyground

have retired from politics, obama still my boy buffalo soldier, i still believe he got longgame, but i must admit

he has dampened my will to invest, so its back to work

he doing his thing, i got to do mine, i was hoping he would make a serious contribution but it look

like its still all on me

a luta continua

rdoc

Comments

[Karen L. Simpson (lafreya)]

Happy to see you came up out for a moment. Interesting to hear a little about your process as you write. I can't wait to read the novel. Guess I'm not that disappointed in the President. I expected that he would spend most of this year just trying to keep the ship of state from going completely under after eight years of Bush stupidity. Considering what could have been if McCain and Palin had been elected I'm okay with this for now. A really turbulent year is just not long enough to tell how the presidents going to do. I'm hoping for better in the future.

[arthur flowers]

hello lafreya, im w/you, been feeling a little defensive about my support of obama these days but he still my boy, just trying to get a little perspective on where i put my hopes and dreams

[BuffaloSoldier]

YOU KNOW MANY OTHER SOLDIERS BuffaloSoldier salutes NatTurner/GabrilProsser/DenmarkVesey How well do I remember that saying. "If you're White, you're right. If you're Brown, stick around, if you're Black, get back, get back." There's a wonderful Canadian import on television that comes on Sundays. It's called Da Vinci's inquest. It's about a coroner that is approached to run for the mayorlty of the city. He's asked to a meeting with an Asian woman, an East Indian man and a shadowly white man. I didn't get the significance until he raised all of the objections as to why he wouldn't win. In the end, he asked them if the city was ready for him. They exchange knowing glances and the woman says it's already in the bag. He protests the incumbent mayor isn't ready to concede. He'll concede, she says. That all sprung to mind, when "Negro Dialect" Reid's remark came to light. The LionKing was his boy long before he was BlackAmerica's. BlackAmerica didn't know the LionKing from Adam. But he was about to become known. Reid and others came to him, saying Bush has destroyed his party's chances and Clinton fatigue was real. I could see the knowing glances when the LionKing, like De vinci, threw up all of his objection. The major one, Race, probably jumped out of his mouth first. And Reid says, "A lighskinned AfricanAmerican with no Negro Dialect" is the future. Now the repulsicans can make some hay. Problem is, and here is a bad pun, the pot calling the kettle black. "Honest Injun" Micheal Steele harangues "Negro Dialect" Reid for insensitivity? Please! But there is a legitimate question here. In the grand scheme of things, exactly whose longgame is afoot? Reid's or the LionKing's? And if it's Reid's and the Democratic's party's, what is the endgame for BlackAmerica?
Remember our original mantra, "We have no permanent friends or permanent enemines, just permanent interests" I'm BuffaloSoldier and I approve this message.