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The role of the artist is exactly the same as the role of the lover. If I love you, I have to make you conscious of the things you don’t see.
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Deep In Me

Deep in me

there is an answer.

Deep in me

there is a cure.

Deep in me

I found a gentler self

that washed upon a shore.

And the children

slowly gathered.

None of them

had ever seen.

None of them

had dared imagine

how their lives looked

from a dream.

There’s no other way

around this

it’s internal

buried deep.

Beneath

labyrinthine

thought tunnels

where the questions

pile in heaps.

Heaped upon that

is a mystery.

Heaped upon that

is a plan.

Heaped upon that

the simplicity

of a river

through the land.

And the cows

around that river

do not graze until the sea.

They are inland

bred and treasured

through their own complicity.

And the answers

are apparent.

Difference

is all the same.

I’m a whale

of deepest regions

where the ocean floor’s

aflame.

And the source

of this great fire

is internal

buried deep

where the blood

of stars configure

in volcanic memory.

And they push

beyond the surface.

And they push upward

and out.

From the depths

of our great sorrows

to the pucker

of a mouth.

Kiss kiss kiss

another century.

Kiss kiss kiss

another year.

Kiss kiss kiss

another species.

Kiss kiss kissed

to disappear.

And we kiss

to cross the threshold

to our present state of mind

where our feelings

fly from memories

that rest behind

the eye.

And our dreams

are deep polluted

by such tragedies

as wealth.

And the fish forget

they’re swimming.

And their fins

morph into tails.

And the truth

like evolution

is evolving

as it fails

to keep up

with the demands

of this modern

space and sea.

And the skyline of this city

are the whales we used to be.

And I feel

these kids

around me

as I’m perched

on sandy shore

and they’re touching me

and asking if I’d like

some water or if I’m already dead?

So I open up my eye

and I’m staring

through an arid wind

at white whales in the sky

and I notice

how they’re floating

and I wonder if they see

distant cousins

in the world beneath

where skies are buried, deep.

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“It’s not that I don’t like what’s out there. I like and love a lot of it. I just don’t always feel like I fit in.”

-Saul Williams

There is a cult of ignorance in the United States, and there always has been. The strain of anti-intellectualism has been a constant thread winding its way through our political and cultural life, nurtured by the false notion that democracy means that ‘my ignorance is just as good as your knowledge.’
Isaac Asimov (via melodysblog)