SATURDAY EVENING   12:05 pm



been kicking it, clocking this morning till i passed out, just woke up refreshed, ready to
do it again, god it feels good to be doing manu again after almost 2 years of research

feel like im in the zone already, i got to notch up schoolhouse so
come end of next week im really done, all critiques and paperwork

and meets with students and recs and everything, then i can throw down . .
ima still do a minimum daily 3 now but i wont be able to woodshed till then

ima do an excerpt from every days work, this from today, still raw
still rough, please do not judge me by it, i cant stop and polish
until i got a fully paced coherent text, till then they place holders

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o fort pillow, this hallowed ground, one of the 9 points of pilgrimage.
a riverfort north of memphis captured by nathan bedford forrest,
who then commenced to killing and massacring, burned some, left
some buried alive, its still there, rebuilt as a southern shrine but

repurposed as hallowed ground, to go there you got to drive
thru the fort pillow prison farm then walk thru forrest park
until you cross a ravine and there it is, a dirt berm w/cannon
no wonder they got overrun, but you walk the ground
and you can feel the communion, w/the boys of fort pillow
that sound you hear that feeling, the conchhorn of the soul

ok this what I see for juneteenth, I see the picnic at fort pillow
I see families and folk like it was when I was young on that turkey farm
yall remember, the top hat and tails folk, an old jukebox blasting out tunes
and folk picnicking, and I see good security cause I don't want no fear,
no gangsterism, no petty behavior, no bad vibes on any sort on my day

i want my folk at their best, full of love and grace and
harmony, family and community wherever i be

this gon be a crossroads day, worked out on higher ground, where
everybody seek their higher selves, this gon be hallowed ground
this gon be quilombo, this gon be sanctuary, the city of refuge
which is what blacks of delta called memphis during civil war

this the day we celebrate the solidarity that has gotten us here
this is a day at the crossroads when I want us all at our very best
it is a day of welcome and open arms and anybody who is sincere
gets to play, this is our day, and I don't ever want it to get petty in no way
this is a day of the people I see, a culture respected thruout the galaxy
responsible not only for their own destiny but the destiny of all jah creature

great and small              demoja demoja demoja

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(i dont know, something along these lines, perhaps
not quite so ah . . stirring and/or corny)

tone flowers tone, another thing i have to calibrate, i think for
this 1st draft ima let myself go and embrace the role fully

just to see what i come up with, if i
have to dial it back later so be it

but this 1st round im gon be me
the me of myth and legend i see

 

 

 

SATURDAY



so this is the quote from HRCW, local conjure in
new orleans claim the seven sisters just myths:

I know they claim they do a lot of work with the seven sisters
People come from a good many places to see the seven sisters
But I never saw any of them, never knew positive if it was real
Or if it was just fake

my translation:

lot of folk claim to know the 7 sisters
whatever you know aint to be known
much less to be said, roads unblocked
and paths misled

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dont know if i will keep it, dont know if its strong enuf to make the
cut or if it will be stronger with revisions to come, right now it

feels weak, this is the stage im in now, repurposing these
quotes from all these sources and making them mine

started on text today, have not gotten thru bible and my griotics
but im just tired of research and nov 30th was my deadline no

matter what so im sticking to that, whatever i aint got aint gon
get got,and its not like i dont know what they got to say, how

many ways can you say lord delliver me, just they say it so well
but its time to pull out of other folks visions and manifest my own

ima work the text now with intent of a draft by end of the year,
i will continue biblic/griotic extractions in my downtime (when i
have done a good days textwork and still got a little juice left)

but its no longer the point and purpose of my days

also you notice my translation doesnt really say anything
this is what ive been reduced to, ive run out of time so instead
of the encyclopedic work ive speculated ima have to go

mystic on them, (yall rather) little mystical fragments that
suggest more than they say, divine poetry, which i was going
to have to do anyway because thats how you finesse time

ask me what it mean and ima have to say i do not know
i struggled with it and thats what i ended up with and knowing my
process it will continue to evolve and interact w/other passages

i have enuf raw material (600+ pg) than when i start whittling down to
essence i should be left with a graceful product, not one encompassing
the universe of all things as i had planned but good enuf

we will see, at this point i cannot judge, just do what i do
and trust my creative instinct to give me what i need

been doing this as long as i have you know when
to trust your instinct and when to deny them

im gone, transposing about 50 pages of quotes and research into the text
if i finish that today i can start actually cleaning up text, i cant wait . . . .

okay, 81 movements, that mean 3 a day, which will give me 1 day a week off
and i will have a draft by end of the year, i will of course have to be flexible

in what i judge to be an acceptable draft
but a viable, coherent draft it will be

i can tell you how this will go, i will start w/good discipline
but the closer i get to the deadline the more panicky i will get

because the deadline is an impossible one already
(3 a day? i will be lucky to get 1)

and then i will start getting flexible about definition of acceptable manuscript
getting more desperately productive as deadline approaches till i hit the zone

wherein all things are possible

good deadlines are always impossible
but you hit the zone and you make the cut

that what make you an artist, you make the cut

and sometime it be like that amadeus scene where
he drove himself to death but you make the cut

and you feel yourself pushing it just a little too hard and you know
you paying the cost but you make the product happen

and you finish up about a week or two behind schedule
last month or so in the zone will be a soul cruncher

but i will come out of it with a viable product and thats what i live for
this is all assuming there is no act of god, in my youth i thought

nothing could stop the flowers party rock once i got going
but repeatedly acts of god have proven me otherwise

so i can only hope god give me the next 30 days to make this happen, im doing what
i been instructed to do and in return the gods have in my life been good to me

the hoodoo book of flowers
in the world, i cant wait . . .

patience puppy, focus . . .

all my love