how much longer will
we fall for the trick ?
put in the ballot
but it don’t seem to stick
how much longer will
we put trust in them?
who pull the knife
slowly - but then twist it in
again, why must we wait
for life to begin?
o why must we wait
for life once again?
untitled stylistic poem
dost thou admit
the counter-indices
betwixt thee?
thy sword and shield
set upon the
mystery?
heroine and villainy
you and you and
you joker?
what is thy malady?
that i kept myself
for poker.
now!
now!
the time
to act is
now!
fascism is here
no doubt
george jackson
told us
the longer we wait
the more painful
it will be
the more atrocious
so
now!
the time
to act
now!
Slavery & the Bank: “Bank of England owned 599 slaves in 1770s…”

Jasper Jolly (The Guardian) writes about the exhibition “Slavery & the Bank,” which reveals that the Bank of England owned 599 slaves in 1770s. Jolly…
Slavery & the Bank: “Bank of England owned 599 slaves in 1770s…”
pain / patience / virtue
Give her time Give her space Her heart to heal At its own pace I miss you dear I fucked it up And now I leave To fill my cup Give her time Give her space Her heart to heal At its own pace I’m scared to lose you to another but now’s the time to free each other Give her time Give her space Her heart to heal At its own pace I still love you But I’m alone I sit and wait As broken stone Give her time Give her space Her heart to heal At its own pace Ironically I fear the thing That once before Would never sting Give her time Give her space Her heart to heal At its own pace I will be ready Next time we meet To kiss your face And rub your feet Give her time Give her space Her heart to heal At its own pace
Relaxin’ at the Camarillo
A mental hospital turned college administration building! Wonder if there’s any overlap there…..
Read Settlers!
beach freak
Lounging at the lake of the Pacific, I see you walkin down the road Tangerines in your hair I see you walkin down the road
LA NIGHT
I miss the city of LA, like every day. Here, a mix I made celebrating the place
lessons learned
you can’t be everything for everyone.
always ask permission.
always ask forgiveness.
it’s a fact of amerikan life
that you’re on your own
and nobody gonna swoop in
and save you, not even yr own
mama, cuz she lookin out for herself
and she’s done enuf 4u already.
you may not dig the philosophy
but it’s the standard approach
in these united states.
social media is the devil
i am her mistress.
it’s okay to let go.
it’s okay to hold on.
it’s okay to cry too much
or not at all.
the times you don’t speak
are the times you will regret
the most.
capitalism is eating everything
and the masses hold the key.
we have to build it
and not be afraid
to die
so that we may live.