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back in the saddle

SUN ADDEDEDENDUM

in the past i would get hung up on readership #s

doing rootsblog mostly for scholars of future
but i would like a little reassurance my words have value
i realize now tho that beyond the scholars of future

its written for me, changes my relationship with it
a lot of what im reading is slush, hopefully it will
be stronger going forward but its fed 3, 4 major
projects and im only on feb 2008, interesting . . .

 

SUN ADDENDUM: counterpoint

in my memoir im doing these flah fic beats and
each one has a title and the titles are good, beats in
themselves, for instance the pat moody beat i
entitled that one  'the deep dark unfaceable'
cause that what stick with me, what i want to stick
with you, i got to go, im on feb 2008 and got to

get to july, no mas rootsblog

all my love

 

of making many books

part of reason im moving so slow is because these old 'public journal' beats
are so provocative, ive literarally started 2 oe 3 books based on passages in
this last week or soo of reading, or found major material for books in mind rather
its put all kinds of things on mmy mind and all mmy meta projects have evolved
but god help me im averaging 3 to 6 months a day, 3 months basic but that will
mean 4 days per year x 12 years almost 2 months, that will not fly, i must have  6
mos a day which gets this drudgery phase done by end of month, i can live w/that

i can live with that

bonnie say is 6 months a day possible, i said no, she said consider
a more reasonable schedule then and i said reasonable dont get no
novel done, reasonable people do not become artists, you give yourself
inhuman deadlines, yoou fall short but still you got further than a
normal person could, excuse me, a reasonable person would

obsession is what i do, sometime
iit works, sometime it dont

SUN 9/13  the deep dark unfaceable

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

this is a beat from Feb 2008, i see i had in mind to play with
the graphics on my beats, abandonnned it i recall cause it
added minutes per post but i willl consider using it again
didnt have disc minutes then, certainly dont have them now

but i do like playing w/spatial narrative

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didnt do a lick of work yesterday, and morning almost gone still nothing
once i realized im in my endgame i believe it scared me - just flat out scared me,

 its like okay, when i finish this one i should have a real novel  (2008, 12 YEARS AGO, SAD)
after all these years im almost afraid to have no more excuses

so im sitting here at the SACRED DESK about to face the beast one more again
got to go into longhand now, word by word got to move these last 50 pages to higher ground

when you need good rich critical narrative, longhand seems to work best
some primal connection w/the hand the mind and the pen, and the slower

pace gives your mind TIME TO PLAY W/THE WORDS as you create them

got some good commentary for you but wont be able
to focus until i see if i get a good days work in

if you hear from me this evening you will know im good to go - clocking pages
IF YOU DONT, MEAN IM STILL RUNNING SCARED

pray for me

WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT SOMETHING ONE OF MY COLLEAGUES PAT MOODY ONCE PUT ON MY MIND, I WAS DOING A CLASS FOR ONE OF HER PROJECT ADVANCE SEMINARS AND SAID MY WORK IS FEEL GOOD WORK AND FEEL GOOD DONT GET NO RESPECT IN LITERATURE AND SHE SAID ALMOST ANGRILY I DONT REMEMBER THE EXACT WORDS BUT BASICALLY THAT LITERATURE WAS SUPPOSE TO EXPLORE THE DEEP DARK UNFACEABLE IN THE HUMAN CONDITION AND IT WAS LIKE A REVELATION TO ME -  IM STILL WHO I AM, STILL A DELTA SOULDOCTOR AND THIS NOVEL STILL GON BE A HEALING SPELL BUT to GET THERE I GOT TO GO DEEP . .

 

 

FRIDAY ALREADY?  TELLING MY OWN

so i got all these projects in play

the book of wisdom is all these wisdom stories from round
the world that ive rewritten but what i really want to do is
write my own - so i was reading a book about aesop and it was saying
many of the tales attributed to him were just greek sayings to which
stories were attached over the years and one of the tensions with
taking stories from many cultures is wo cultural context you lose
something sometime, they should be universal beats but then there
is that inexplicable note so i think i should take sayings all bllackfolk /
americans know and put stories on them, was listening to a reggae song
'the journey of a 1000 miles' and everybody know the payoff is
'begins with one step' which is also a creative mantra, that passage
that book, just start it, trust that one day you will finish it
if you make it exist - right now  r i g h t   n  o w

so on that principle i did a rough immediately:

so what about a pilgrim that needs absolutely needs to take an impossible journey and the babajohn does something that makes him or her get up and go outdoors and s/he will say what was that, and the babajohn will say, the 1^st step

 

okay, 2nd take, opened it up a little
and degenderized it

what about the babajpohn the proprietor of the inn of lost souls, the hole in the wall, the inn at the crossroads, the pilgrim comes, talks about this impossible journey that must be ventured, but i cannot, the pilgrim cries, no one could, and the babajohn agrees, it is impossible, you may stay here as long as you like, but the babajohn gradually turns the temperature of the Inn up until it is fearfully hot and the traveler prepares to leave, why this sudden graciousless the pilgrim cries, what do you call this, the 1^st step, say the babajohn, which way you will go i do not know, but you cannot stay here, demoja,

okay, its rough and raw, i will fix it, make it sing
the next one i wiill do is 'know thyself'

maybe using a crossroads decision . . .? ? ?

also an intro tone came to me while on the porch today, maybe the voice of the text
it wiill be a storyteller talking about telling stories, i turned 70 last month
and its tripping me out cause of the covid and all, feeling mortal feeling fey

this reflective elder voice might work:

once i was a man of power, a master griot, once i could command the stage, stridiing it like a caged lion, tail a twitch, mane inflamed, i recall the time i leaped off the stage in full roar, landed on the back of a chair in the front row, it tilted over and i lept to the next row, that chair tilted and i rode it to the ground, still shaking my long tailed rattle, now the only thing ima do with a chair on my stage is sit on it

be safe

 

 

SUN 9/6 12:41 AM   a new world is born

"its like im standing there and im macking and its an epic mack and i got to keep macking  and
weaving that magic mack until every thing around me is transformed and a new world is born"

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okay, so im slogging thru old rootsblog, still in 2005, crawling along cause its so provocative
for instance this one line talking about some REST scene i was struggling with, so now ima

do a fllash story, some storyteller trying to tell a new world / reality into existence
ima stop everything and do a rough draft of it right now, rough and raw and wont be
viable for some 7 or 9 drafts but the 1st step is raw text, in fact lets see what we can do:

the storyteller is ancient, does not look like he has a good story left in him, the lines
of his face as deeply cratered as the forests of wagadu, the villagers are expectant
it has been awhile since he told his last tale and tongues have been wagging

but they all cease when he begins talking because in amazement they hear a voice
that is frail yet still commanding and as he tells his tale it begins to grow in power until
it has riveted them, a gathering of the tribes at the foot of jebal barkal,the elders
of kush have spoken he said, calling on the long march of the 1stborn, you who must
be scattered to the 4 corners of the earth and tempered thru the holy hell of
slavery to a star flung destiny, the long march of the firstborn has begun and
there,, he points at the stars in the sky, is where it ends, and so begins his

tale, strange and otherworldly, faint and halting, but the more he speaks the more
it becomes real to them, the more solid he becomes (have him be faint at
beginning, he has to tell the tale to substantiate or something?) and
suddenly they see it, the march of the generations, a star faring folk leaping
at the sun - and something something along this line, this is the core, i will fix
it in the subsequent drafts, 1st step is always to make it exist, get it out of
your head and on paper, once it exist you can make it sing . . . .

i once thought writers were diff from other folk, special
i know now what makes it diff is we wriye shit down
other folk their useful thoughts float off into the air

 

 

 

 

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WED 9/3 11:35

hello world, been interesting giong thru old posts
seeing whats stood the test of time, most of the
overt political is dated and the personal, which i
try to avoid, still good - aint like i dont know thhis
babajohn used to hammer it, politiics cant carry
a story, want to preach write an essay

somethiing to keep in mind as i go forward
have slowed to a drag cause so evocative
and only up to 2005, got 15 years to go

want rootsblog 2020 to be in part a covid journal
chronicling the times / the moment
maybe try to give info that will be useful to folk

right now im living the covid life
minimalist social interactions
(bonnie has a pod, i do not)

i feel like im in a zombie apocalypse
hiiding out in my cave and only leaving
to forage for food while avoiding the
maskless undead

but following covid protocol:
handwashing, distancing, etc
staying informed, engaging
policy and social behavior patterns
is just shortgame, survival

all of us doing individually
what the collective must

the longgame is to turn a hammer
of this magnitude into cultural strength
makiing good health a cultural trope
then we will have turned the trick
otherwiise its just a tragedy

photo: mi mbira getting charged on
the grave of mi mentor  -  babajohn
killens: the great griot master of brklyn

all my love

 

 

MON 9/1 11:35

hello world, i think im back

big transitions, sent novel off and for 1st time
in 20 years of hardgrind proud of it

retired after 20 odd years in academe and
loving it, all i do is write read and vegetate

knee still fucked and need to kick up pt again

finally after much anxiety got my medicare
a, b, and d right, big relief

handling lockdown welll, beibg productive, will
be on covid lockdown untill there is a vaccine

if trump is re elected will just kiss my ass goodby

part of reason ive withdrawn is got this condition essential tremors
where hands tremble so bad its an effort to type write or brush my
teeth and part of reason i retired is if i dont have but X pages left in
me they gon be my pages, not my students so im going to be very

minimmalist here

working on a memmoir, real one instead of a manifesto
using flah fic tech, part of 'research' been going thru old

rootsblog posts and realizing how valuable its been to
me trying to account for the evolution of my cosmology

and how many concepts i worked out 1st here
so ima resurrect it

publiahed the hoodoo book of flowers myself
got tired of industry trying to make it something else
now working on the hoiodoo book of wisdom and i

can let this one be the feel good spiritwork i wish
the HBOF is but it had too much work to do

thinking of it as part of a trilogy
the hoodoobook of wisdom
the hoodoo book of grace
the hoodoo book of divinity

turned 70 back in july

feeling mortal cause of the plague (and 70)
maybe 70 year olds shouldnt start trilogies

we will see how that goes

tired of this two finger typing

all my love

 

hanging in there, baba jackman

MON 11/25 12:10

brother jackman

thanks for checking in on me
you have no idea how much i

needed to hear that

but then again maybe you dio

its just that my work so stylized
industry / folk dont know how to
read it, it will have to grow on folk

strategy all along been to make it
so powerful it cannnot be denied
even 10 years of rejection been
good cause each time i dig in to

make it stronger and this one is
it, im done and its infinitely better
this draft than its ever been -

whether industry oks it or not im done

ima give it the xmas woodshed
cause fuck i like seeing it grow

ima fiddle w/over the semester
dig in 1 more summer of poetry
drafts, and then im done
no more revisions, moving
on to my folk opera

in truth aint about the industry,
this about me and my text
reaching an understanding

reason i aint been posting
im in the zone, man, the

almighty zone

12+ hour work days, manuscript growing
doing new things, dont want to eat, or sleep

like that scene in amadeus the movie
where he works himself to death

the almighty zone, wherein all things
are possible - this draft gon sing

I remain, your Brother
in the Craft

rdoc

the way of the prophet

SUN 10/6 6>31 am

hello world

took a minute to focus, been struggling w/the page
try iing to get the book produced been more than a
notion, lot of back and forth, and trying to get into
novel been breaking my spiritual back, what im
doing this draft is focusing on char, just char char
a need more char, my narrative weakness

as part of that been attempting enhancement
of protaganist, who generally reflects whatever
im going thru, losing voice and hands and all
but that was a little too esoteric, too adhoc
so i been thinking what iis his driving demon
been thinking that for all my chars
and its got to be the way of the prophet

i know more about the way of the prophet
than any living body and i need to let that
drive this text, the way of the prophet

that was a bold statement but i stand behind it
cause i been out here trying to manifest real world
and apparently an abject failure at it but all along
i have looked at trying to do it realworld as research

for writing about a prophet in my text
just wrote a would be holybook, from
biblic thru academe and speculative fiction
ive read every text on prophecy there is to
read then took it into the arena and got my
ass handed to me, i got shit to say . . .

(the trembling hands i make more typos these
days and it dont pay me to try to clean them up
in informal text - sorry about that .. . .)

so now its about a string of questions leading to clarity
i think my narr threads out on paper, keeps me focused

this will end up half speculation, have raw text
because as you ponder it you want to try to be
manifesting, putting down speculative beats and
dialogue lines to be worked later

Do you call yourself a prophet

What does that mean

Does it change your life to accept the call,
are you then obligated, obligated to do what

so just what is the arc of the prophet
as it plays out in jubilations life

a first he is in hiding from defeat in life
a finder of lost things in memphis
then the call, how does it manifest
the visions that he sees when sitting on river
how do the visions evolve
vague at first they soliidify as  he begins
to assume the role
then he learns to control them??
or rather to ride the lines of the future
to conjure thru destinywork
how far do i get into the whole thing of
shaping generations, dont know that
i can do this at all w/o laying that framework
so have that in his memories of the babajohn

and clarify itself at the grave scene
and mt morris park, that night that

he wiill spend there, okay so he fights
tje call, what role do the boys of frt pilllow
play in accepting the call, what role the
queen mother, angel and man cargo
who is tge adoptive father of the qm i forgot
with a curious rela that i have not pllayed
he the haint annd she the 150 year old
conjurewoman, forgot he is her father
lot of room to play w/that and prob
should play more w/othella her mother
thru that

okay back to jubilation the would be prophet
of the hoodoo way, do i do a historical beat
using when that woman in ark asked me

do you consider yourself a prophet
question thru me, had to think about it

say reluctantly, i guess i do

how has that affected my life, lets say the
question get planted in your youth, affected

by reading epic scific like dune and the last
legends of earth while being trained to shape
generations by the babajohn, though agaunb
never thought of shit in that contex back ibn
my traiinee years,, its only in reflection when
ii ghave withdrawn from the fray taht i realize
all my life i beenn in trainiing for this

(been cleanin up text, hard to leave raggedy
text behinnd, but i wanted to let you see
what i been having to work with, who go time
to clean up shit that aint being published)

and alll you want to do now is get the text done
to slollidfy the vision, and have it be clear the
text im tallkjiingabout is the one in their hands

and does he know that he is destiiniied to
Become a tree, do i ghave the seven sisters

tell hin tghat abd if he believes how does he respond

okay staggerlee and the dead hoodoos
how does that platy into that

why are the haints of fort pilllow involved
because they cant rest until they been launched
iunto the game, until they been launched into legacy
7th heavy coilored artillery, reportiing for duty, siir

okay, stiill stagerlee and the dead hoodoos
whats going on withh that and
how much do i tell reader
how much creative ambiguity

hy is staggerlee doing this to his childhood buddy
trying to give hiim the poliutical ambiguty quickilll
or whatever his name was had in black panther
have him think he is doing the right thing for the
Race in stopping jubiullations attempt to transform
the race into a chosen people, i have them hit
that beat glancingly but i need to make that a
major arc, along with jubilations lack of comfort
with it and feeling like he has to

both of those beats are singletons, not only do i
have to make them arcs i need to make them
drivinng arcs and preeminent demons

okay im kinda clear on that but i got to
make both stag and shine more compelling
decided to have shine disappear into the
griid like llegba in count zero

then i got to fix the future scenrios
which are in truth his visions, last draft
i avioded making it exxplicit that they
have deiified ghim lb the future, in
spite of his admonitiobns not to
and i need to have practirtiiobers of
the hoiodioi way of the future in some
spiritual crises involving impending
transhumanization as we evolve into
a post physical elder race (i know
real the fuck specullative)

okay, ii got the basic thread
just got to start generating
raw manuscript now, go back
thru and start expanding shit

just do internal riffs about being a prophet, realms and reams of it
det what kind of settings / dialogues / beats would be good triggers

feels good to be back in the
saddle, throwing every spare
moment into the text

all my love

rdoc

 

i make myth and myth makes tomorrow

WED 9/18/19  11:43

hello world

signed up w/subcat studios to do oral version of HBOF - take 2

signed up for next 3 mondays, 5 hour session $200, for those kind
of prices be a shame not to do it, was sitting here listening to

my vancouver indiian summer fest hit

and the line - i am mythmaker, i make myth and myth makes
tomorrow, as i define so shall it be - made me think of

THBOF and how ima do all this guerilla marketing and i feel
like my hero, david walker, sewing his appeal into the lining of
used clothes and giving it to black sailors to spread downriver
amongst a slave population iliterate by law, guerilla promotion

asymmetric warfare, by god and all thats holy
(talking big shit but scared as i can be)

when i despair and feel put upon when im out there
having to press forward in spite of folk dissing me
remind myself of baba david walkers struggle

we endure

my audio plan is to redo this every couple of years
ima much better musician this time, and just

had instrument tuned, it was out of tune last
time, its like a piano, cant just tune it,

i make it work out of tune but its pristine when
its in tune, i just look at it and it makes music

im going to approach the recording diff this time
before i was meticulous about following the written text
before i forced march thru it trying to get it done

this time ima talk shit and be intimate w/the congregation
this time ima have fun and make it an aural experience
this time ima take my time and let my instrument talk more
this time ima lean even harder into the meditative

rushing it last time made it less meditative and that spacey
quality is impo to me, i want it to be transcendent

i wanna trance folk out, take
them to higher ground

touch divinity

im gone, all my love

rdoc

 

 

 

back in the saddle

SUN 9/15 9:18 pm

hello world

i am in a strange space, waiting on physical copies of my book
hoping it wiil be a game changer, assuming that it will not, i have
braced myself for it being ignored like all my other works, whichever
way it goes i will count myself blessed for making it happen

been trying to get into my novel groove, its been difficult
trying to get into it from a dead stop while gearing up for
the semester, ohwell, no sense whining

me and the bonsai still in acquisition mode
i wired up all my jades and my juniper, we will
see how it works out, im gone, im just wandering

i seem to be fighting off the blues
i should have retired this year

all my love

rdoc

 

 

Wed 9/12 9:10 am

hello world

in a strange space, finished HBOF, turned script
into wojo, refuse to touch it again revision, had a
major maybe yesterday, last beat, godbeat, i have
this refrain thru it, referring to all thiings as great all

hell, let me show you

7: every morning I raise the sun, I take my mbira and I go outdoors and I listen to the world and I play along with it, and I greet it all with, hello lord, the sound of crickets, hello lord, a jogger, a passing car, hello lord, a neighbors cat stepping gingerly thru the grass, trees branched against the sky like stained glass, this cathedral of a world, hello lord, and every once in a while I feel da oneness, hello lord, I wish I could express to you in words what only comes thru in music, hello lord, be open to the presence of divinity in your life, hello lord, a fey experience, awe, reverence and wonder, hello lord, certainty, clarity, epiphany, hello lord, confusion, a prayer answered and/or denied, divine wonder in places of natural beauty and sacred spaces, hello lord, sudden serenity in the storm, a transcendent response to a work of art, music, life itself, hello lord, a vision, a sense of da oneness, revelation comes in many guises, to those who listen everything has its voice, hello lord, holiness, sanctity, peace, compassion, love and/or joy, a sense of wellbeing, a deeper sense of life’s purpose, gods grace, to those who listen anything can be a door to the divine, hello lord,

so yesterday i was thinking i shoulda said 'hello god'
im trying to get folk in that god the universe mode
and saying god is stronger than lord annd lord i bet
comes from medjeval reverence for nobility whiich
is unsavory to me but then again hello lord feels more
intimate than hello god and this comes from my raising
the sun ritual and i actually say 'hello lord' so i went
with lord but final analysis i just aiint gon change shit

its done

start changing shit i wont stop, fouond book yesterday
parables from around the world, folk wisdom, god i want
to do an extraction on that but will have to waiit until
HBOF 2.0, took a couple of days off, tried working but
syastem shut down, today i about to get back in
the saddle, a week of novel immersion before i do
schoolhouse and taxes and because im so bent
about not getting novelwork done over summer ima
mmaintaiin production into the semester long as i can

also w/hello lord i like the way it rolls off the tongue
hello lord, that la la sound feels prayerful in a way
hello god does not, musically / narratively speaking

im gone, all my love

rdoc

postscript: just thought, should have put 'impending death'
among those triggers of transcendence - fuck it, its done

 

night of broken glass

MON 9/27 9:28 pm

night of broken glass, been on my mind
when the nazis came after the jews,

i think about how afraid the hispanics must be, how
those ICE raids in miss are designed to terrorize the
hispanic community, make then afraid to even go to work
and how trumpfolk dont care what it does to the children

i think how the hispanic community must be living in mortal fear
and how folk can just disappear on one hand & be el pasoed
on the other and it must be something like what jews in
germany felt before they realized, if they ever did, just how
bad it could get - i was moved to see jews mobiliziing
during tisha b’av, the annual day of mourning

trumpisms slow moving authoritarianist coup should scare
all of us, he is packing the courts, putting yes men in charge
of law enforcement and the military, crippling containing
institutions, institutionalizing racial & anti-semitic rhetoric /
policies, dog whistling white nationalist terroriists, etc, i
could go on but suffice it to say today is the hispanics,
tomorrow it will be the blacks, and the day after the jews

the yellow peril wont be far behind
nor whitefolk who aint white enuf
he wont stop till we all norwegians

it makes my heart full to see all these
communities beginning to mobilize

they will not replace us

tbis morning i did my 2nd devotional
session and i learned i needed to do less
melody more listening - to the world / cosmos

a luta continua
all my love

rdoc

 

going w/the creative flow

SUN  8/11 8:49 am

so in novel i have jubilation raising the sun
every morning and i have spent much of
the summer on the porch potting bonsai
and watching over cat thinks she can still
whup the neighborhoods toms so sometime
i take my mbira and try to play w/the music
of the world / cosmos and so this morning i was out
there when i thought about this bollywood movie
i saw recently,, dude wanted to play devotional
music so im thinking devotional and i start
going 'good morning lord' and im doing it as
a musical chant and i feel the wind on my
Forehead and i say morning lord, a jogger
joigs by and i murmur morning lord, the cat
across the street stepping gingerly thru the
grass, morning lord, clouds in the sky, a
passing car, morning lord and i start puttng
lyrics to it and what im striving for is this
sense of oneness w/the universe, w/the
divinity - if i greet everything w/morning lord

then everything is god
including me

a deeply moving experience
ima do it every morning
commune w/divinity

all my love

rdoc

 

FRI 8/9 10:34 am

hello world, the notes from last research text
i couldnt help myself,, god in all worlds, 800 pgs
spent abpuit a week pon it, refine and work raw
notes into text, last read thru and i will give to
wojo and revise no more

a week woodshed investment, 800 pgs and
i got about a page worth of raw beats but thats
noot really the value, it engaged many beats
that i found numinous and illuminating which
puts me in the numinous state of mind i want
to inform the final draft of this text

the process of doing thiis work has
transformed me in many ways, it has
moved me closer to the illuminated
soull i aspire to be

this is the cover, ima ask wojo to have
the babajohn facing out instead of in

the family reunion was wonderful
but i am so behind on novel work
gave my woodshed to the holybook
that means i got to maiintain my grind
over the semester, this push gave me
a lot, i want jubilations daily life to
reflect what i say in the text

to show folk how to live their
lives in the hoodoo way

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RAW NOTES
basically principles like do unto others, karma and the law of return reflect a natural law that
whatever you into you become, if you thinking ‘hurt’ somebody, the soul crippled is your own

life experiences must be properly mined or they are wasted, its not the number
of your life experiences that count but the quality of them which is a function of
how well you see, what significance you extract, whatplane you functioning on

LEGACY
when multatresse solitude was captured after a rebellion on guadelope she was
pregnant and the law was that a pregnant woman could not be executed, she
petitioned to deliver her own replacement in the struggle, and was hung the
day after, mulatresse solitude lives on in my words, your works,

queen nzinga declared her territory free and any slave who made it there was free
what point b eiing descendants of slaves is not a dedication to freedom

TRANSCENDENCE
‘as we grow older and decline physically our spiritual expands

We let go of what we have invested in life and accept our mortality
and consider our legacy, our immortality, our coontriibution to the
greater whole, the great mojo

HEALING
your job, young spiritdoctor, is to find the clients
wounds that will not heal - and heal them

ONEWORLD
Researching the stories for this text I initially restrained myself to rewriting African
And African diasporic works then I thought once upon a time I would have been restricted to my
Own culture, to what I know, but now there is a global culture that is also mine and I can use
Stories from all the cultures of the world and found I believe, most empathy with the sufi wisdom tales, go figure,

THE BABAJOHN
The babajohn is there for you when you need strength
when you need grace, a crossroads, a connection to the
great mojo, someone to shoulder your burdens and ease
your way, zora neals burden bearer, ras hui I’s comforter

GRACE
anybody no matter their worth, is capable of achieving grace,
it is the nature of grace that it is available most to those in need

We achieve grace when we are capable of grasping
The totality of the great mojo and our part in it
‘when we are embedded in the sacred whole’

The gods told me to sing for you and play my instrument
to praise divinity w/all the power  at my command,

GODWORK
‘the god you worship is the one you are capable of becoming’

TRIBULATION
everymorning we wake up under fire, incoming

CROSSROADS
the crossroad is anywhere decisions are life changing
Destiny binds, legba unbinds
Life without chance would be barren
To build the new you must sometime 1^st break the old

 

FA
Everybody is gifted w/fa but most squander it

You can change the shape your destiny by shaping yourself

TRANSGRESSION
it is a survival trait that cause humans to cooperate with each other and sanction those that dont, social taboos are inoculations against disease and disorder, problem is free will and agency means that sometimes humanity is not at its best, sowing death doom and destruction in its wake - its like a trade off

SCIENCE
sciences believes that every event must have a preceding causal event according to natural law as we currently perceive it, science should and must be driven by a desire to enhance the human condition and a relentless obsession with the truth of things in spite of its legendary elusiveness,

MAGIC
magical word packets can be prescriptive wish magic, saying it is so makes it so (so let it be) and/or performative, actually affecting current reality (this I vow,)
Oral incantation effects autosuggestion

RITUAL
ritual connects the material world with the spiritual, the visible with the invisible

 

FRI 8/2 1:31 am

my perfornance at Indian summer fest vancouver
beats by dj rup, this was just our rehearsal:

https://www.dropbox.com/s/ez0zh9lic7knbs7/Arthur%20Flowers%20%22Invocation%22%20.wav?dl=0

had all these novel work plans over sunmer
have instead pretty much given it all
to the hoodoo book of flowers

you have your plans and the creative force says no
and if you fight it nothing gets do=ne,, you just spiin
your wheels and nothing gets done

im giving it one more draft, holding up wojo
but i ran up on  this book, god in all worlds
that conveys the numinous so critical at this
point that makes it more than a self helop book

down in delta for inauruagal family reunion
and i am inundated in family drama, but
it looks like me and elise have pulled it off

saturday will tell, im gone, got to keep
forcemarching thru this text

finissh extraction today
transforn notes to text sat i guess
incorp into text sunday
final draft, mon and tues

done deal

ive done a lot of conbnceptual
work on novel, its ready to roll
i will squeeze a coupkle of weeks
before school starts, im gone

page 536 of 833  1:30 am friday

rdoc

showtime

THUR 7/11  8:47 am

iim in, cloclong pages and mooving god awful slow
but im in, did two whole pages yesterday, mostly
extracting weak beats for this round,, no holes as yet

triimmed my favoriite bonsai this morning
cut off all the new growth trying to shape it
no idea what in doing, i put the one im working
on on the corner of my desk and just stare at it
from diiff angles, trying to see what it wants to be

this litty biitty one hasnt arrived yet
i got to go, i got to get back to work
if i want to get my two pages for today

just going para by para now
extracting what aint strong
will enhance next go round
this is just to make text roughly
reflect new understanding

i got to go, when im working
on my novel and aopproaching
zone, all my other troubles recede

also the bonsai have been cooling
me out, my latest bid for serenity

o so fleeting serenity

rdoc

 

WED 7/10/19   morning sometime

so i work in sequences, fix them one at a time
the primary sequence is the prophetic one so
ima fix that 1st cause all the others play off it
spent morning working out sequence, now
i go into text and roughly make old text fit new
concept while filling holes w/raw narrative

then do it over and over till i can
move on to next sequence

already wreathed in frustration but i am so
happy to be working on my novel again,

i thought this bonsai was larger, turns out its
a little miniature but i love it because its tiny

the best description of bonsai ive seen is that
youre going for the 'illusion of ancient little trees'

back to work, all my love

rdoc

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PROPHETIC SEQUENCE
narr deconstruction working as long as beats strong and viable, may cut voice/instru beat

1^ST VISION VAGUE, FORT PILLOW
vague vision of fort pillow, the call from mc and the boys, set us free

2^ND VISION, othella and man cargo narr decon, VAGUE,
a vague othella and man cargo, seque into the actual scene, the boys need to be
put to rest / work, knockings disrupting his focus, staggerlee don't want him focused

3^rd VISION, othella and man cargo, CLARITY,
just happens to have text with him, why, visions clear this time, when do visions start leaking into life

4^th RESISTING THE CALL   use play bet the 2^nd and 1^st pov here?
stackolee needs to be more gangsta / dangerous,, antipathy to chosen people thing has to be compelling
what are jubilations demons, soul stealing, chosen people & universalism, transcending his tribal roots
what is the process of accepting the call
what role mcargo, stack, hand, angel, nan and the queen mothers in putting call on him

5^th GETTING GOOD AT TEXT / VISIONS CONNECTION
the more he works on the text the stronger his visions come
solidifies the path thru his work, as text evolves visions do
the more he works on it the stronger he sees his visions
staggerlee is trying to distract him with killings, this has to be conviincing
the truly creative word, nommo, and jubilation try to conjure a new world into being

6^th THE CLEANSING
queen mother sends him on cleansing quest to prepare him for prophetic mantle
send him back into who he was, tells him to take a tree to the babajohn
qm as matrix oracle figure, angel as oracle in training, learning to trust herself

 7^th ACCEPTING THE CALL / PROPHETIIC MANTLE
what role mcargo, stack, hand, angel, nan and the queen mothers et al
the desperation thing,, the I got to get my work done before i die thing
god why are you doing this to me, I thought we had a deal
But he has violated the deal by withdrawing from the fray

8^th GALACTIC GRIOT & FUTURE SCENARIOS
galactic custodian of universal destiny, galactic prophet, cosmic griot – dramatize it?
moves from resistance to accepting himself as an instrument of the great mojo

9^th CLOSURE
after confrontation at the crossroads, jubilation is an icon at the river, staggerlee walking around downtown memphis carrying a satchel filled with contracts and 50 dollar bills, if you sign over your soul he will give you $50 dollars, for some reason he give some folk $100, nobody knows why he think some souls worth more than others,

 

wed 7/9/19 11:55am

hello world, diggiing into novel finally, just
saw an olldface book post congratulatiing
myself for finishing it, 2010, no telling how
many times ive done that, but hopefully
this push will do it, or not, i dont really care
anymore, im just gon do it and let it be
whatever it wants to be

by the time i ediited down the notes from
the person and diiviinity book i had maybe
two paras, made me work on clarifying my
speculations about the home soul and
the traveling soul but i dont feel like it was
time well used, no more research, somebody
stop me if i pick up another tome

deep into my bonsai, must have
spent over a thou on plants and
pots, if a regular person would
be satisfied with one ive got about
15 now counting the ones still in
transit from as far as israel and
germany, this one iis from florida
and way over budget but that wont
stop me, problem is im an obsessive
which works for art and stuff but not
so hot for life sometimes, i got to go

i got so much work to do
and i got to step away from
the bonsai, pray for me

ive started giving away earlier plants
gotten before i found my groove, for
instance i gave a sweet little pre bonsai
still wired to dii, who took care of serenity
while both bonnie annd i were gone

ima give away what i dont want
and keep only the special ones
like the one in the photo - if i get it

my birthday is coming up and i tell
myself it will be a birthday present
to myself, problem is ive already
used that multiple times lately

im gone, all my love

rdoc

2nd phase, winnowing and weaving

sun

 

 

sat 7/6 4:47  vancouver ca

hello world, it may not surprise you to lknow that
i am still buried into rest, what can i say, wojo iis
doing the layout but im doung it soo as to learn

iin design and its been real frustrating but one
does what one has to do

hhave gotten deeply into bonsai
overdid it like i do,must have about
10 plants now including two baobab trees
can you imagine, who knew you could have
a bonsai baobab, i like the idea of tree art

in vancouver for the summer indian fest
hiut last night and i nailed it, i got this
whole new tech i call hands flyiing and it
went magical last night, standing ovation

an of course since im still working on
the hoodoo book o9f flowers still doi ng
research, these are the raw notes from
person, divinity and nature by chukwunyere kamalu:

Change mmulatressa to maat

The goddess maat is the eptian god of justice who weighs souls against a feather, I they are blameless and their sins lighter than the feather they are allowed to pass, if not they are consumed, her focus on justice, on law and regulation was part of eypts attempt to regulate the liifegiving nile, to master its rhythm

His position iis that many of the folk of west Africa migrated fromm the nile val=ley

Collapse of oyo and the death of king awole in 1796 sl avery flourished
yourba were no longer able to defend themselves

Queen Nzinga declared her territory free and any slave who made it there was free

Ritual connects the matteriall world with the spiritual, the visible with the invisible

The jome soul as the coordinator of the multiple selves we are
the intrigy of the person ammpngst a;l; the pulls on them
the one that organizes all the selves into a viable char, preferably illuminated

So is it the traveling spirit that he is saying is responsible for living out your destiinmy

Sound like hr saying its thr traveling spirit, don't knonw if thaht works for me
I have been thinking as the hohjme spirit guarding the intrity of the individual, defense

An the traveling spirit as the one thaht

Where did I get idea tht nommo means power of the word to forge new realities

The 266 signs of amma forged the world thru the word, the nommo ogo tried to usurp ammas power by stealing the word that creates and amma removed his tongue so he was not able to say it

Im doing the same thing the sabiny ellders did, studyingthe tradition to see what tradiitions need updating, which need to be abandoned as not suitable for current life and which need to be reshaped

He talks about all the mu;tiiple personalities that contend within the individual and it's the home soul that provides the iin triigy, the soul, the spirit, the soul felt right just now, the spirit did not

He says the ‘destiny sellf’ coordindates

Destiny binds,legba unbinds

Figuring out legba and destiny but what about destiny and the conjuror

More than just disrupting orderm, iuts got to be somettbihng proactive

The whole thing of chopopsing and living out your berst destiny

The traveling spirit as cosmic guide to oneness with the great mojio

Igbo practitioner is a diajiba

Lady preseshet, 4^th dynasty, 1^st recrded female phyisian

 Traveling spiuriit as guardian spirit, the aggressor manifesting in to the world

On learns to istgen to the voice of fa

The highest calling of life is to manifest your destiny, to have

Agency, to use your agencyto mmake a better world, to enhance the human condition

The ancestral guardian, that which has been transmiutted generation to generation

Unconscious dreams, lucid dreams and out of body dreams

When jubilation sends huis traveling soul on the destiny path
cast your vision young hoiiodoo as far as you can see

The home soul organizes all the manyselves into the greatet self

Without this the delicate balance falls apart, wo the great mojo

Oral incantation effects autosuggestion

Good and evil can only be judged in relation to others

Rplace mulatressa w/maat

Detibny is an unknown, how do youio manimfest it,makje it explicit

As you llearn yourself you lerarn yyour deswtiny

Badluck as the ancetors ;’lettrig their protec tioon slip’

The pedestal of ptah, upon this rock I stand

;I made a foundation in my heart by means of my own will’  papyrus of nesi amsu

Ptah hotep  the ioldest book. The pprisse papyrus
the crossrioad,m where decisions are life changing

Life witghouto chance would be barren

To build I must 1^st break

Everybody is gifted w/fa but most squander it

Bambabaraland lifeforce is zo-nyame and the vibration for ‘transwmissionn  of the word is yereyereli

Home as knowb orediictable, world as no

All the aloof high goopds made mad by the womabn with the pedasal and leaves soo not thre liue the abrahami gods

Thanking the land when extracting resources is pantheism, everytign has a spirit

Have jubilation sending out his traveling spiruit into the future scenarios searching for the one that will bring about the future he wants, do a series of those to be refined

 

 

sun 6/23/19



hello world, i am in the zone, dug in, the hardest
part is its just a drudge, hour after hour of focus
and wanting to do anything else other than wrestle
with the page but i love that the work is growing

so im inputting redpen into text now, should be
done by tonight sometime but if not i will def be
done by tiime i meet up w/wojo at 12 tomorrow

have incorporated all my raw notes, this is an
example of how raw notes become text:

GATHERING
the conch horn should only be blown in times of greatest need, when survival of the tribe or slavery is at stake, the importance of the conch must be instilled generation after generation thru story and ritual so when the conch does call it stirs the soul, a gathering of the tribes, bring shield, bring spear 

(note became this text, got placed in crossroads, not gathering . . )

4: when the french finally captured macandal the slaves were commanded to watch their wanga man die at the stake, where is his power now, the french taunted, but when the flames were lit, macandal screamed and leapt from the pyre, the french swore they threw him back in but the slaves knew better & all that night conch horns echoed thruout the mountains - macandal is free - the conch should only be blown in times of greatest need, when survival of the tribe or its enslavement is at stake, hopefully you do not hear the haunting refrain of the conch in your lifetime but still you must know its power, the importance of the conch must be instilled generation after generation thru story and ritual so when the conch does call it stirs the soul - a gathering of the tribes, bring shield, bring spear, battle has come to us,

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''battle has come to us' is a battle cry of black farmers of
the sudan fighting off arab slave raiders, somewhere

i have it in its original language, ima find it and use it
and again be accused of being too twisty / obscure

but im very proud of the fact that almost every beat
even the most mythical, is historically and culturally
based, came from historical and cultural sources

when folk challenge me and start breaking my shit down
they will find they cant go deep enuf to out-authority me
(all that damn research i been whining about)

the hoodoo way is to know what history knows
what history dont  know is where i get to play

basically my work wont fully come to life
until scholars start breaking it down for folk

im gone, got a lot of work to get thru today
one of the hardest roadblocks is not knowing
if my vision is true and if im leading the people
wrong, for instance i am uncomfortable anytime
i bring up the conflict between blacks and arabs
but there are some things need to be said

and thruout the text i use shield and spear as
a metaphor for war but i fear its questionable
romanticizing archaic africa or something

but the image speaks to me, ima keep usiing
it and accept the charge if somebody lays it

almost every decision ive made in this
text i have twisted msyelf in what if knots
these 2 are relatively minor quandrys

what if im wrong making it a black
text instead of a universal one

what if i should have gone religious instead of magical
should i have put more of me in or less of me in it
what if im wrong about the nature of god, etc etc

final analysis you got to jjust trust yourself, trust the
process, i got to go, i got so much work to do

there is no rest for the weary

thats my backyard bottletrees, storm took one
a sacrifice to the gods of literature, to ensure
that my work serve many generations

im so gone, all my llove

rdoc

frid 6/21/19

for awhile there i was panicking, finiished research push
sat down to do last revision and just could not get into it, had
like 6 days to do 9 segments, dooable, no slack but doable

1st day i struggled w/that 1st segment, was not into it,
had to strugglle to stay focused, was discouraged by
the so so quality of the new imputs and the work itself

basicall im just burnt the fuck out on it, do not feel like
reading it again, 2nd segment i just put it down halfway
spent two days just spinning my wheels on otger stuff

and being afraid that i was just burnt out and ready
to call it a day but today im back in the saddle, ive
done two segss today, i tell my students all the time
schedule days off or you will take them anyway and
feel bad and that is apparently whata happened

i needed a couple of days off
on segment 5 now, looks like i
i will have this done by monday
to give to wojo after all -

supreme good fortune

tues 6/18/19



hello world, finished the winnowing
could continue but im in a ruthless
State of mind, about to start weaving
still raw but what can i do, will keep
cleaning, also when im worn out will
read the god book and the wisdom
book - be a good headset to be in

so this is what ive wiinnowed from all taht trash
still trash, still wiinnowing but at least itss coherent
and ive noted which section to weave into
ima try to fiinsh this today and get started
on reall mmanuscript thiis evening

take care

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TIME

past, the present and the future are all contained in the timeless instant of eternity - and the word that enables it – demoja - it is thru art that we can grip eternity and hold it in the palm of our hand, clock time is our attempt to master time, to put it to work, mind time is times defiance of mastery, mind time can stretch an hour into eternity, encompass eternity in an instant, but even clock time is relative, folk experiencing it different at different heights and speeds, when we reach for the stars we will be on diiff clocks than the planetbound, common sense says time is the same for everybody but generally speaking whenever common sense and science go head up science generally wins

 

FA
if the universe is a conscious entity, god, what would the point be, what is its goal, clearly this is raw speculation but id say harmony maybe where all the universal pieces are working well together and that the song it sings is sweet, folk doing astrology are like trying to attune themselves to the dane of the stars, trying to be part of the celestial harmony

To known Fa is to remember that no matter the adversity, you have  the power to choose how you will deal with it, the hammer is always a crossroads, an invitation to grace


TRANSGRESSION
it is a survival trait that cause humans to cooperate with each other and sanction those that dont, social taboos are inoculations against disease and disorder


SCIENCE
sciences perception is that every event must have a preceding causal event according to natural law as we currently perceive it

science should and must be driven by a desire to enhance the human condition and a relentlless obsession with the truth of things, in spite of its legendary elusiveness,


CROADS
crossroad points are temporal points that open up certain destinic possibilities while closing down others, the future is an infinite array of possibilities with various %s of potentiality, crossroad points remix the array, set up new paths to desired realities / futures, solidify them,


ILLUMINATION
both theistic and nontheistic system try to orient the practitioner with a more illuminated reality, be it deity or a way, as in tao, zen or the mojo

the human mind / imagination is designed to be subject to illusion, one of its strengths and also its weaknesses, you know it's a delusion / illusion when it does not have causal effect in the world, when the only one it affects is you this, is the case even with art and other individualistic pursuits like magic, or prophecy, you got to be able to bring that power back to the world in a usable form

 

PURPOSE
on a cosmic scale human life is the barest blink of an eye, the minute you born the clock is ticking and you falling behind - become conscious quck as you can, settle yourself, choose your path, articulate a contribution to the enhancement of the human condition, devote your life to it, and the care of loved ones, die easy, satisfied, I done good, short time I was here, I done good,

if we were to wipe ourselves out or fall prey to a random asteroid, the immensity of the universe would not even notice our passing – but if we do survive, expand, get off the planet spread out amongst the stars and continue to shape our environments we are likely to be true force in the universe, (though when you see what we done to our current planet this might not be such a good thing) – transhumanization might allow us to finesse the end of time / universe theories, transit before the big brake / crunch / freeze / lurch / rip / singularity / whimper / whatever,

same way we have evolved from early organisms crawling in the mud thru apes,  cro-magnons and such, this is not the final stage, in iain banks culture when folk die their consciousness is loaded into the collective, in the novel aristos the elites are capable of conjuring entire solar systems in their collective reality, domains over which they rule as gods, quirky, crazed or benevolent, one physicist speculate being uploaded into magnetic intelligences that can exist in the nothingness of space, that might be able to create new universes, new big bangs, quien sabe –but this I do know, we are still, if we don't get wiped out, in the early stages of our evolution and future folk will wonder how we had enuf sense to come in out of the rain, they will consider us crudely formed savages, some of them will insist that they couldnt possibly be related to us -

 

TRANSGRESSION
free will and agency means that sometimes humanity is not at its best, sowing death doom and destruction in its wake - its like a trade off

 

GOD
if part of the legacy of science and the scientifc approach is the dehtroniing of spirits as causal actors why does this not apply to the greatest spirit of all


SPIRIT
The soul is where the individual converges with the universal, the divinity

 

CONSCIOUSNESS
The soul can only be consciousness, what else can it be, weak at birth it becomes stronger as we become more self aware, more self guided, its evolution the measure of your growth

If the soul is consciousness, and I believe it is, then what role the immensity of the unconscious mind, perhaps it is the unconscious mind that links us to the universe, the divinity, the great mojo, which would account for its turbulences, the times it gets away from us

 

RDX
Know me in your heart and I will know you in mine


HONOR
The need for integrity of the homesoul, every loss of integrity leaves your soul damaged

 

BLUES
blues gospel according to ray charles: Ive fooled around the way blacks have been doing for years, playing the blues to different rhythms. that style requires pure heart singing. Later on they would call it soul music.

 

TRIAL & TRIB
wrestling with your demons is the only way the soul defines itself, a journey fraught with peril but well worth the risks, It is only by digging deep into your sufferings and your fears and anxieties rthat you will become soulful, by gaining perspective on them, by paying the freight, the shadowy depths of the unconscious,

 

MOJO
a hunter brought home a strange looking kill, an animal they had never seen before, do not eat it his grandmother said, it is a soul eater, a demon, you think you consuming it but in truth it is consuming you, we must burn it but eldest son was adamant, it is a meal he said, only a meal, and so he ate it, no one else in the family would, the next morning he was dead but he did not rot and grandmother would not let him be buried undead, the ancestors will not accept him, his soul is in torment - on the new moon grandfather told youngest brother to prepare for a hunt, my eyes are weak, my hand trembles, you must be my vision, my strong right arm, bring the palm wine juju - and so they went into the bush and stayed until they found an animal much like the other, trapped it with the juju and crushed its head, burn it, said grandfather and so they did, and when they returned to the village they found older brother with his head crushed and truly dead, they buried him with full ancestral honors,

the loss of mojo often entails the shattering of your faith in yourself, the vision of who you are is no longer tenable, you must find a new you - you can tell when you got your mojo back and you moving thru the world with confidence again, alive again - when you lose your mojo accept a period of fallowness while your batteries recharge, patiently focus, you will know when it returns, I got my mojo working is the best song ever,

 

MYTH    hook up w/scratch??)
there is a man walking around downtown memphis carrying a satchel filled with contracts and 50 dollar bills, if you sign over your soul he will give you $50 dollars, for some reason he give some folk $100, nobody knows why he think some souls worth more than others,

 

WISDOM
I aspired so fiercely to be a wise old soul without actually being old (too late)

For many years I aspired to be wise and then when I finally achieved wisdom I gave it all to pride

 

JOURNEY
What the hero brings back from the heros journey is generally just a story, a baby myth

There are many roads but only one path, the roads are all hard ones, beset with trial and tribulation you must surely bear, when the hammer fall you must remember your calling, you are hoodoo bound and in trouble you only grow strong,

 

SONGHAY ATTACH
it was the end of an era when wagadu fell to the moroccans, their shields and spears as useless against the guns of the Moroccans as they were later generations against the british msxims, the irony is that the wakauri elites of songhay turned down a chance to buy readily available guns they could have easily afforded with their gold wealth, the scribes of Timbuktu will tell you it was because of the botched sacrifice of a goat, because loss of nyama between warring brothers left it vulnerable to conquest but they never mention the guns, diff folk judge power different I guess, and so they were destroyed, many wakuri executed, legendary scholars like ahmad baba al massuli al tiimbuktu, exiled and, ljke ansar dine, years later, the moroccans tried to destroy the books of timbuku, destroy its legacy – and yet the gods refused to let the glory of the songhay die and every morning the city of gao floats into the clouds , the bullets of the moroccans always fall short and  it escapes unscathed, to rise again the next morning, and the next, unto eternity, look, that glow you see inm the middle of the sun, thats gao the eternal, rising, do not gaze upon her long, it will blind you,

the bella and the taureg, the hal-pulaar and the beydanes, if we can free the slaves what good are we, the sons and daughters of slaves, the same sense of privelge responsible for the destruction of the Songhay was also responsible for azawad and the rape of Darfur, the rise of the ______ and the Janjaweed, Ansar dine instrunment of arab natioinalilsm, the peulhh, the black arabs, identify arab and are true believers who often jihad often against each other, eleohants that trample the black farmers between them, Iyad ag ghalis arabist claim to blood rule of the blacks, The Ansar diine tried to smash the tomb of sidi yahia but all they destroyed was the building

 

BLUES
when salif keita joined the rail band in Bamako the keitas, of the line of Sundiata keitas, disowned this turn fromn noble too nyamakala, griot, servant,

 

SPIRIT
the self, the home soul and grades of consciousness
effecting a multitude of personalities depending

 

CONJURATION
African American culture still values magic, still believes in hoodoo even when they sneer at it, magic works because the culture believes it does, blackfolk want to believe in hoodoo, and hoodoo magicians, blackfolk actually quiete proud of their conjurors, when folk realize im retooling hoodoo for the 21^st century they are eager to partake of the power,

a successful conjuration (reality bend) entails 1^st the disruption of the current reality, the questioning, then successful small group agreement on the new paradigm, alternative states of consciousness, it become a way, a few folk valuate the conjuration, other folk see it work for them enhancing their lives, manifesting power, significance, serenity, agency, other folk sign up and the conjuration becomes a cultural thread that either evolve or devolve,

 

MAGIC
magical word packets can be prescriptive wish magic, saying it is so makes it so (so let it be) and/or performative, actually affecting current reality (this I vow,)

GRACE
acts of grace can lifechanging for both the giver and the givee, it's the small curtsies that folk remember, amiri once did me a solid that he probably didnt remember but it meant so much to me and I will always love him for seeing what other folk didn't - wise advice may or may not linger but kindness is never forgotten, everyone in life is fighting hard to survive a kind word or deed is a hoodoo blessing by the grace of god and the power in you, the generosity of spirit that defines you, be kind, the greatest blessings are those that cannot be repaid

grace is what you find when every thing else abandons you, grace transcends, grace overcomes all obstacles, grace is what you find at the crossroads where your mundane daily grind meet the divine

let us identify daily moments of grace, like the time you did not correct a mistake or did bot insist on privilege, slid somebody unexpected slack, did not take offense personal, times when you repaid injury with hoodooed blessings, when you found yourself greater than you are

you struggle and you struggle for grace then the testing comes and you fail the test
and once again proven you not there yet you can pass it many times but you only
have to fail it once to wonder if you will ever truly know grace or be forever slave
to the appearance thereof – be patient, be steady

 

BLUES
everybody gets the blues sometimes, but if you hold on there is always the 3^rd line

 

HONOR
cede the insignificant points, build up credit for when it counts

ILLUMINATION
if its not essential its illusion, anything that's not of the spirit, the eternal, the essential, is a fleeting illusion, fleeting - soul fevers like hate, insecurity, pettiness, jealousy, envy, anger et all, are distractions, therefore illusion - illusion as focusing on anything that's not truly significant, thats not eternal and of the spirit, anything that aint gathering up mojo, being caught up in illusion is shedding mojo, it is the ongoing quest for significance that prioritize  the eternal over the transient

BLESSINGS
when you have been given great blessings would you cheapen it by demanding more, be thankful annd do not stand on privilege,

it was dzugudini, granddaughter of the monomatapa, had a son with no father, when her own father attempted to punish her, her mother stole his rain charms and taught her daughter how to use them, this power saved her and reunited the warring family under the auspices of mudjadiji, ruler of the day, rain queen of the lovedu and embodiment of the rain goddess, khifidola maru a daja, transformer of clouds and guarantor of seasonal regularity, at the turn of the 21^st century, makhobo, 6^th of the line, was chosen, and on that day blessings rained down upon all the people with divine abandon and great abundance,

SANCTIFICATION
rituualization sanctifies

 

GODWORK
Me and god got a understanding. 

me and god got a complicated relationship. My understanding is that science has freed us from the rule of spirits, no longer do we believe spirits have casual primacy, science dedicates itself to searching for casual chains but if we have been freed from the rule of spirits, why not the greatest spirit of all, god as a conscious watchful consciousness is not really viable, humans like their gods in their own image, folk you can talk to . . . .ima work with you, im not going to try to take away your gods, ima take the multitudinous gods of global africa and wrap them all up in the great mojo,

 

6: come listen to the conchhorn sing the great prayer of africa –

you divinity, come, come ogotemmeli, come speak, we listen, grandfather nyikang I spread the palm of my hands in prayer, adroa, transcendent,  oloddumare, come to me, kwoth, come to me, imana, all praises, wele, grant me serenity in the storm, and haragakiza, every day to thee I pray, tilo, hear me, en-kai, lead me, tamukujen, own me, owo, bless me, ruwa, hear me, wondrous, chieng, though all stand against me I shall not fear, come asis, come ankore, and mutalabala the eternal, and lord ngewo, deliver me, kurumasaba, sanctify me, chuku, I call on you, mbamba kiara, grant us rain, and you deng great ancient one of surpassing greatness, do not forsake me, o imanna, if only you would help me, khmvoun, hear our call, merciful nhialic, turn your eyes on life, let blessings abound

in your name leza, nyame, hear this call, nzambi and yataa, and unkulunkulu of the zulu, come come, mwene nyaga, come, soko, come, kyala, come, oyigiyigi, please come, ota aiku  the mighty immovable rock that never dies, nana of the akan, seweth the heavens like kente, winnamof the mossi, mungu, let me be a healing, ptah, who thought the world and said it in a word, come down apedemak, wargod of de nubians, come down from jebal barkals, peak attend me abesami, she who grows in power, asobe, I stand before you, nzambI, there is sighing & difficulty, abuk, patron of women and gardens, where are you, and you, androa of the lugbara, transcendent beyond experience and knowledge, mawu-lisa, move me,

nhialac remove the pain of all creature great and small, tomukujen, behold my victories, it is well, my enemies are scattered, it is well, lenana I pray this be a good day, o earth, dear earth, be gentle with me and I will be gentle in my turn, murungu, let the great ones gather, hello morning, let us gather up the mojo, this is yours, kazooba, this is yours, ruhanga, this is yours, rugaba, accept my offering, ruwa, take me by the hand, epilipili, hear my plea, o engai, grant us life, it is you, nyankonpon, who alone is great, to nzambi the glory, what you have made is good, I sing omarari, I cry omari, let thy wrath cease, akongo come, mokango, bring aid, mokango, bring help, makango, jouk, judge me worthy, asobe, wash away todays sins, let me begin again,

mokanga, the great elder, the great mantle which covers us all, anna, , in your care I cannot fail, will not fail, domfe say I, thy will; thy way, o ruwa,, protect me, meketa of the kono, I am  pure, asis,  mutulabala the eternal, kanu,  beat the drums, huveane, alouroua of the baule, let the souls of the people cool, bilikonda the everlasting eternal one, dear mercifull imana, I am in distress, where will I go, what will I do, where is there room for me

olodummare, rise up in me, ruhanga, , see me, see me, godfather were, know me know me, kalumba, kanu, nyame sees everything, nyambe, ala & chuku, let me be thy instrument, woyengi, asa of the akamba, protect me, modimo, remove all evil from my path, abassi and atai, chiuta, bring rain, mbongo, bring rain, thixo of the xhosa, dongo, thundergod of the sonhay, wuni, come, nommo of the dogon, come, tsui-goab, shape shifting thunderer and most high enlai of the masai and nzame of the bantu, supplier of many cattle, njambi, are you there, faro of the bambara, are you there, tilo, all praises, qamata, all praises, njambi, all praises, mwari, take your praise, listen makongo, I come to praise, nasilele, we praise, lozi ngewo-wa, blesxings abound, nyalitch, in your grace, ditaolane, are you there,

huveane, kalumba, most high ngai of the kikuju, come down from kilimanjaros seat, enekpe, rugaba, shilluk, kaang, kwoth of the nuer  mysterious god of unknown things, mbere,  bantumodimo of the tswana, mboko the great mother, mukuru, the old one, legba, oshun, and de conqueror, jah rastafari

 

6: come listen to the conchhorn sing the great prayer of africa –

mon 6/17/19 7:21 pm

hello world, finished research phase, last of my raw notes
now i got to go thru and wnnow this mess down to essence
about two pages of still random passages to be worked into text

winnow them down and poetize them into usable text
ive got about a month of raw speculations, provocative insights
most of which i will have to leave on the cutting floori
what i keep wil; be rougher than more polished beats
but such is life, at some point you have to close down shop
and move to next phase, i could do research / gain knowledge

foorever

Basically what im doing with this blog is giving you access to my creative process
if you want to walk my path, do what I do, just do what I do

Also you will note that some of these speculationns
are what ima do with jubilation in rest, its him trying
To shape the future that I got to work this draft

Im not sure what that entail but I got some provocative
speculations from this movement which lets me know
how eager I am to get to that novel

And likely it will not be done in the month or so I got left
damn I hate HBOF ate up my woodshed but I had to follow
the creative fire and the fire was saying HBOF. You don't
Fight the fire, you ride it  -  okay back to work

Notes triggered by eternity, god, new physics
which was disappointing, too little eternity too much physics
same same the biig questions and dude was kinda retrograde
and full of himself but they took me on an interesting rides,

hate I gave a month of my woodshed to this, to firm up weak
beats and  hopefully achieve some numinous quality I feel is
lacking a holybook that's not numinous somehow is a failure

I need some awe and wonder

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Eternity, a timeless space that includes past present and future in the same space/time, time is complicated, its not stable, its relative, different folk experience it differently, not only mind time, which can stretch an instant for hours or encompass eternity in an instant but realtime which is different for folk experiencing it at different heights and speeds, when we do get off the planet the time factor complicates everything, common sense says time is the same for everybody but generally speaking whenever common sense and science go head up science generally wins

If we can experience the past present and the future in the instant it blows open our perception of reality, the timeless ground of eternity is where god is found, herein lies the great mojo

Time is complicated

In the immensity of the universe, if we were to wiper ourselves out or fall prey to a random asteroid, the immensity of the universe would not even notice our passing

But if we do survive, expand, get off the planet spread out amongst the stars and transhumanize and continue to shape our environments we are likely to be true force in the universe, though when you see what we done to our current planet this might not be such a good thing

In the same way we have evolved from early organism crawling in the mud thru apes thru crogmagnums and such, this is not ther final stage, we are still, if we don't get wiped, in the early stages of our evolutiion annd future folk willl wonder how we had enuf sense to come in out of the rain, they will consider us crudely formed savages, sonme of them will insist that they couldn't possiblty be related to us

The god of the gaps

In rest I have them about to transcend but I don't say how other thanb the new planet or the ship or something maybe they will talk about the possiblity of being uploaded into the collective when they die and at some point when they are gypsys she will contact douthet, her 1^st gypsy ancestor, she does tell folk she is a descendent of one of the founders for fear she will be tempted by the beenies it brings, the sense of privilege

This text says they would be downloaded into magnetiic fields, cloud intelligences that could survive in the nothing of interstellar space, something like what happens with the polity in Iains work, which models the kinds of advanced societies im speculating, when folk die their consciousness is loaded into the collectiive, big questions postulates an cosmic intelljgence capable of forging new universes, new realitiies, a new god and its big bang domains perhaps, aristos is one of my favorite texts, each individual in its world, a lteast the elites, capable of conjuring entiure planets and solar systems in their conjured collective reality untiil somebody (the founder) puts in a virus

If the universe has a goal what would that goal be, id say harmony maybe
where all the parts are working well and jelling to be greater in the whole
and that the song it sings is sweet, or the note is sweet, I don't know but ima
go with harmony, soo if you are trying to attune yourself to the celestial
song of the stars (astrology) you are attempting to be part of that harmony

‘humans cooperate and sanction those that don't
taboos are proof against disease and diisorder

The past, the present and the future of humanity are contained in the timless instant of eternity and in the word that enables it, demoja

Sciences perception is that every event must have a preceding causal event according to natural law as we currently perceive it

On one hand tinme is loss annd decay, on the other hand its innovation and creation, newness, transformmation

No such thing as ultimate truth or final answer
everybody historically that's ever claimed such
has been proven wrong, best not go there

Sciece should be driiven by a desire to enhance the human condition and an obsessiopn with finding the truth of things iu spiite opf itselusiveess

Religion has lost the way when it uses morality as a weapon

Crossroad points are temporal points that open up certaiin destinic possibilities while closing down others
the future is an infinite array of possibilities with various %a of potentiality, crossroad points remix the array, set up new paths to desired realities / futures

Both theistic annd nontheistics system try to orient the practitioner with a more illuminated reality, being it deity or a way, as in tao, zen or the mojo

The fruit of struggle is always sweeter to the the taste
rewards that have not been earned are not as satisfying

‘the long silent darkness in which the last star has ceased to be’

human liife is short in the great cosmic eternal, billions and trillions of years, stars, galaxies, universes and we get our little 100 or so, give or take, the barest blink of an eye, there is no discretionary time, become conscious, settle yourself, articulate a contribution to the enhancement of the human condition, devote your life to it, and the care of loved ones, die easy, satisfied, I done good, short time I was here, I done good,

religions are founded on acts of spiritual / deific causality
you know it's a delusion / illusion when it does not have
causal effect in the world, when the only one it affects is you
this is the case even with art and other individualistic pursuits
like magic, or prophecy

we were once the stuff of stars, our current existence a demotion
in our meditations and in our lives, we strive to return to the
starlight way, the illuminated children of the sun

the human mind is designed to be subject to illusion
one of its strengths and also its weaknesses

free will and agency means that sometimes
humanity is not at its best, sowing death doom
and destruction in its wake - its like a trade off

if part of the legacy of science and the scientifc approach is the dehtroniing of spirits as causal actors why does this not apply to the greatest spirit of all

humes defines miracles as transgressions of the laws of nature by spiritual forces including deity
but then are we always certain thaht our reading of the natural laws must be stable

there was a time that natural law said man would not fly (on planes or anything else)

“the truly creative word has not yet been pronounced’
this plays off the holybook somehow

‘eternity is the domain of god, the realm of souls’

 

 

sat 6/15/19   6:40 am

okay, finishhed soul,

The soul book actually wasn't bad
good triggers, decided instead of
keeping my strongest triggers to last

would do them 1^st because at a certain
point will have to shutdown shop and want
to have done my criticals before then

these are my soul notes, raw as fuck
got some decent riffs, to be wiinnoowed
downn to a couple of paras reekiing of
significance,

im gone,, got to get thru the biig question
and maybe the eternity book, and definii
got but whatever is not done by monday
morning just dont get done, got to dig out

all my love

rdoc

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The soul can only be consciousness, what else can it be, weak at birth it becomes stronger as we become more self aware, more self guided, its evolution the measure of your growth

Know me iin your heart and I will know you in mine

The need for integrity of the homesoul, every loss of integrity leaves your soul damaged

The soul is where the individual converges with the universal, the divinity

He had interesting categoriies, the fall of soul into time, the seat of the soul,, heart and soul, soul crises, soul work, the world soul, soul and destiny, he diidnt do a lot with them but they are provocstiive categories, his tiitles for diff entries would often be more illuminatiing than the entry, because it was tight over wordy

mind time can stretch an hour into eternity, encompass eternity in an instant

blues gospel according to ray charles: Ive fooled around the way blacks have been doing for years, playing the blues to different rhythms. that style requires pure heart singing. Later on they would call it soul music.

Souls are like the roots, the trunk your life, branches your actions in the world, leaves your aesthetics, flowers and fruits your legacy

What happens when your soul meets a kindred soul and without asking your permission makes itself known

For what shall it profit a man if he should gain the world and lose his soul
be nice to rewrite that one

‘trrully one only llearns thru sorrow, it is a terrible education the soul gets’

The blues as soul loss, soul in crises, the blues then can be said to be a soul retrieval device, a soul renewal device  ???

It is only by digging deep into your sufferings and your fears and anxieties rthat you will become soulful, by gaining perspective on them, by paying the freight

‘the shattering of ones beliefs about oneself’ as what happened when cocaine proved stronger than me

A hunter brought home a strange looking kill, an animal they had never seen before, do not eat it his grandmother said, it is a soul eater, we must burn it but the son was adamant, it is a meal he said and ate it, tho no one else in the family would, the next morning he was dead but he did not rot, grandmother would not let him be buried undead, the ancestors will not accept him, and still he did not rot until the next new moon grandfather and his son and younger brother went into the bush and stayed until they found an animal like the other and crushed its head, leave it there, said grandfather and so they did, and when they returned to the village they fond older brother with his head crushed and truly dead, they buried him with full ancestral honors

Wrestling with your demons is the only way the soul defines itself, a journey fraught with peril but well worth the risks, the shadowy depths of the unconsciious

You can tell when youor got your mojo back and you again move with confidence thru the world, you are alive again, when you lose your mojo accept a period of fallowness while your batteries recharge, you know when when it returns, I got my mojo working is the best song ever

A man walking around memohis with a satchel filled with contracts and 50 dollar biills, if you sign over your soul he will give you $50 dollars, 2 iif for some reason he thinks youo worth a 100, npobody knows how and why he judged it so

Our lives are our offerings to our art / the divinity, our sacrifice

One works the soul like one tends to a garden, planting and weeding, and shaping and nurturing, enjoying the flowers and partaking of the fruits

I aspired so fiercely to be a wise old soul
without actually being old (too late)

For many years I aspired to be wise
and then when I finally achieved wisdom
ii gave it all to pride

The soul is not engaged by default
the soul iit must be trained to grace
its must be fashioned brick by brick
in tbe silence of the universal spheres

What the hero brings back from the heros journey is generally just a story, a baby myth

Joyce ‘anytinng deeply regarded is gateway to the soul

Places of wonder as gateways to the soul of the divine which
speaks to the part of the divine in the soul entrusted to you

My version of a poem by Antonio machado

The wind one day called to my soul with the aroma of jasmine
and said I wil;l give youo this for rooses from your garden
I have no roses, my flowers are dead, and then said the wind
I will take dried stems and dead petals and then I wept and said
to my soul what have you done w/the garden given to you

Soul and destiny

‘Arise soul arise, ascend to your ancestral home’   ginza ii

If the soul is consciousness, and I believe it is, then what role the immensity of the unconscious mind, perhaps it is the unconscious mind that linjks us to bhe universe, the divinity, the great mojo, which would account for its turbulences, the times it gets away from us

It seems I am, of late, in part because of immersion in this text, aspiring to be a holyman, this manifests itself in conduct, a certain illuminated carriage, an attempt to be a font of hoodoo blessings

The eyes are not only a window to the soul; they are also a window to the universe the soul represents and is part of

I have, of late, been generous to beggars, this is radically
not me, im more inclined to mutter ‘get a job’

Its hard to believe that humanity matters, that what we do matters, our struggles, our dreams and our fearx, as step by step we have been decenteralized in  t universe that we are the nost infitesimal blip of consciooness of a fly speck planet around a so so sun in a galaxy of suns in billions oof galaxies if not trillions and god knows what else, its hard to believe the universe ‘cares’ about us, we must do what we can to survive as a species and evolve beyond the material, which is basically mastering the transference of consciousness

Mind time and clock time, clock time is our attempt to master time, to put it to work, mind time is times defiance of mastery

sat 6/15/19   2:57am

hello world, let me see if i can catch you up riight quick
Stil in research, was going thru my cosmology texts, settled on
two, eterniity, and the biig questions is sxcience and religion
as critical reads, problem is i found about 3 other
critical reads, pne an anthology called 'souls'

thats all hhistorical luminaries writing avout
soull and most often their souls

and another eternal quest, quotes of
folking seeking god, lot of folk, lot of
categories, ie a lot of triiggers . . .

so my big thing is to still the right frame
of mind when i dig in, at 1st i thought i
would closure on soul, that that would
put me in that numinous state of miind

i want to be in, but soul has been a dissappointment
abot 30% useful, the rest wordage, could have done
quotes instead of mini essays, wanted to bulk out his
pageage i guess, but im having too wade thru slush

then i thought the cosmology would work,
put me in a cosmic state of mind - but no i believe
ima bet on god, which is curious since i have
a conflicted relationship with the concept

so many holyfolk say you cant deify the
universal all, its too impersonal, god has
to be a somebody, but i didnt agree
the lijliehood that god is a person iis
too negative, iima go withh god the
universal all; and i want my work to
be an attempt w/oneness and i want
it to be numinous, so the deal is

finish soul and the big questions
and dig in on god (its a big book)

spend today skimming thru these two
tomorrow converting notes to text

monday we start final read thru, well
at least last before giving to layout

ima immerse mysellf in the god quest for last
run and hope it translates into the numinous

okay, you caught up, i
got to get back to worrk

all my love

arf

 

 

fri 6/7 7:02 am

the magic text is a disappointment
about pg 200 he ran out of steam but
at least i was able to forcemarch thru it

so i have put all my african gods in format,
now i got to go thru and prune it of repeats,
weak beats, anything questionable

originally every god had their tribe identified
but i got to cut cut cut, this still raw, just
blocked it out like it will be in text, be nice
to prune it by 1/2 or 2/3rd even and

hopefully make it numinous

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come ogotemmeli, come speak, we listen, grandfather nyikang I spread the palm of my hands in prayer, adroa, transcendent,  oloddumare, come to me, kwoth, come to me, imana, all praises, wele, haragakiza, and tilo, hear me, en-kaI, lead me, tamukujen, own me, owo, ruwa and chieng, though all stand against me I shall not fear, come asis, ankore, and mutalabala the eternal, lord ngewo, deliver me, kurumasaba, olorun, chuku, once again I call on you,

leza, mawu, nyame, hear me,nzambi, yataa, and unkulunkulu, come come, mwene nyaga, soko, kyala, oyigiyigi, ota aiku  the mighty immovable rock that never dies, nana of the akan, winnamof the mossi, mungu, in this healing let me be an instrument,, ptah apedemak, wargod of de Nubians, and abesami, she who grows in power, come down from jebal barkals peak, and asobe, I stand before you, nzambI, there is sighing & difficulty, abuk, patron goddess of women and gardens, androa of the lugbara, transcendent beyond experience and knowledge

you divinity, remove the pain of all peoples, tomukujen, behold my vicories, my enemies are scattered, it is well, lenana I pray this is the day, o earth, dear earth, be gentle with me and I will be gentle in my turn, murungu, attend to me, hear my words, let the great ones gather,, attend my plea, our pleas, hello morning, may this be a good day, one strong in grace, let us gather up the mojo

ui, thank you nhialac,we have refused death thid day, be gracious, hear my speech, wuuuu, my words are done, I sing omarari, let thy wrath cease, I cry omarari, let thy wrath cease, akongo come, mokango, bring aid, mokango, bring help, makango, the great elder, the great mantle which covers us all, hear my constant prayer, everyday I pray, with every word and deed, want and need i pray I pray and pray and pray, may the years enndmeet u, may we live to be old at this end of this road my we sit again, jouk, judge me worthy, asobe, take away my pain, see me safely home, wash away todays sins, lt me begin again this morning will be a day of good mojo, give me serenity in the storm, dear deng, do not forsake me, do not abandon me when i am most in need of grace, in your care I cannot fail, will not fail

adroa, akongo, mokanga, anna, mokanga, deng, great ancient one, waaqa, and wele, domfe of the karumba, thy will; thy way, o ruwa,, protect me, sound the chords upon the meketa of the kono also tata, I am  pure man a spirit against which there is no accusation, asis, see me,  mutulabala the eternal, kanu,  drums who seweth the heavens like kente, huveane, alouroua of the baule, let the souls of the people cool, bilikonda the everlasting eternal one, dear mercifull imana, I am in distress, where will I go, what will I do, where is there room for me

olodummare, rise up in me, ruhanga, ngewo-wa, nyalitch, juok, see me, ditaolane, see me, godfather were, kalumba, kanu, nyame sees everything, nyambe, ajok, rain on me, ala & chuku, woyengi, asa of the akamba, protect me, modimo, protect me, remove all evil from my path, abassi and atai, chiuta, raingod of the tunbuka, mbongo of the bushongo, thixo of the xhosa, dongo, thundergod of the sonhay, wuni, come, nommo of the dogon, come, tsui-goab, shape shifting thunderer and most high enlai of the masai and nzame of the bantu, supplier of many cattle, njambi  herero, faro of the bambara, tilo of the tongan, qamata of the xhosa

huveane, kalumba, most high ngai of the kikuju, come down from kilimanjaros seat, enekpe, rugaba, shilluk, kaang creator god of the botswana bushmen, kwoth of the nuer  mysterious god of unknown things, mbere,  bantumodimo of the tswana, mboko, minona of the fon, african divination goddess,maybe mother of mawu-lisa and fa, mukuru, the old one, njambi, mwari, nasilele,  lozi, legba, oshun and de conqueror, jah rastafari