Whereas, breakbeats have been the missing link connecting the diasporic
community to its drum woven past.
Whereas the quantised drum has allowed the whirling mathematicians to
calculate the ever changing distance between rock and stardom.
Whereas the velocity of the spinning vinyl, cross-faded, spun backwards, and
re-released at the same given moment of recorded history, yet at a
different moment in time's continuum has allowed history to catch up with
the present.
We do hereby declare reality unkempt by the changing standards of
dialogue.
Statements, such as, "keep it real", especially when punctuating
or anticipating modes of ultra-violence inflicted psychologically or physically
or depicting an unchanging rule of events will hence forth be seen as retro-active
and not representative of the individually determined is.
Furthermore,
as determined by the collective consciousness of this state of
being and the lessened distance between thought patterns and their secular
manifestations, the role of men as listening receptacles is to be increased
by a number no less than 70 percent of the current enlisted as vocal aggressors.
Motherfuckers better realize, now is the time to self-actualize.
We have found evidence that hip hops standard 85 rpm when increased by a
number as least half the rate of it's standard or decreased at ¾ of
it's
speed may be a determining factor in heightening consciousness.
Studies show that
when a given norm is changed in the face of the
unchanging, the remaining contradictions will parallel the truth.
Equate rhyme
with reason, sun with season!
Our cyclical relationship to phenomenon
has encouraged scholars to erase the
centers of periods, thus symbolizing the non-linear character of cause and
effect
reject mediocrity!
Your current frequencies of understanding outweigh that which
as been given
for you to understand.
The current standard is the equivalent of an adolescent restricted to the
diet of an infant.
The rapidly changing body would acquire dysfunctional and deformative
symptoms and could not properly mature on a diet of apple sauce and crushed
pears light years are interchangeable with years of living in darkness.
The role of darkness is not to be seen as, or equated with, ignorance, but
with the unknown, and the mysteries of the unseen.
Thus, in the name of:
Robeson, God's son, Hurston, Ahkenaton, Hathsheput, Blackfoot, Helen, Lennon,
Khalo, Kali, The Three Marias, Tara, Lilithe, Lourde, Whitman, Baldwin, Ginsberg,
Kaufman, Lumumba, Ghandi, Gibran, Shabazz, Siddhartha, Medusa, Guevara, Guardsieff,
Rand, Wright, Banneker, Tubman, Hamer, Holiday, Davis, Coltrane, Morrison, Joplin,
Dubois, Clarke, Shakespeare, Rachmninov, Ellington, Carter, Gaye, Hathoway, Hendrix,
Kutl, Dickerson, Ripperton, Mary, Isis, Theresa, Plath, Rumi, Fellini, Michaux,
Nostradamus, Nefertiti, La Rock, Shiva, Ganesha, Yemaja, Oshun, Obatala, Ogun,
Kennedy, King, four little girls, Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Keller, Biko, Perone,
Marley, Cosby, Shakur, Those Still Aflamed, and the countless unnamed!
We claim the present
as the pre-sent, as the hereafter.
We are unraveling our navels so that we may
ingest the sun.
We are not afraid of the darkness, we trust that the moon shall
guide us.
We are determining the future at this very moment.
We now know that the heart is the philosophers' stone.
Our music is our alchemy!
We stand as the manifested equivalent of 3 buckets of water and a hand full of
minerals, thus realizing that those very buckets turned upside down
supply the percussion factor of forever.
If you must count to keep the beat then count.
Find you mantra and awaken your subconscious.
Curve you circles counterclockwise.
Use your cipher to decipher, Coded Language, man made laws.
Climb waterfalls and trees, commune with nature, snakes and bees.
Let your children name themselves and claim themselves as the new day for
today we are determined to be the channelers of these changing frequencies
into songs, paintings, writings, dance, drama, photography, carpentry,
crafts, love, and love.
We enlist every instrument: Acoustic, electronic.
Every so-called race, gender, and sexual preference.
Every per-son as beings of sound to acknowledge their responsibility to
uplift the consciousness of the entire fucking World.
Any utterance will be un-aimed, will be disclaimed - two rappers slain!
Any utterance will be un-aimed, will be disclaimed - two rappers slain!
DJ Krust feat. Saul Williams - Coded Language (Talkin'
Loud), 1999
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