hero vs nation

"The community today is the planet, not the bounded nation [...] The national idea, with the flag as totem, is today an aggrandizer of the nursery ego [...] And the numerous saints of this anticult - namely the patriots whose ubiquitous photographs, draped with flags, serve as official icons - are precisely the local threshold guardians [...] whom it is the first problem of the hero to surpass." - joseph

the hero

"To a man not led astray from himself by sentiments stemming from the surfaces of what he sees, but courageously responding to the dynamics of his own nature-to a man who is, as Nietzsche phrases it, 'a wheel rolling of itself'-difficulties melt and the unpredictable highway opens as he goes." - joseph.

song of myself

" I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.

My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.

Creeds and schools in abeyance,
Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten,
I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard,
Nature without check with original energy." - walt

a complete mystery

" I think of myself as a complete mystery. To myself." - sun ra

"People have a lot more of the unknown than the known in their minds. The unknown is great; it's like the darkness. Nobody made that. It just happens.Light and all that — someone made that; it's written that they did. But nobody made the darkness. My music is about dark tradition. Dark tradition means a lot more about than black tradition. There's a lot of division in what they call black. I'm not into division. I'm into coordination, discipline and tradition." - sun ra

it's alright ma

"Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying.

Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fools gold mouthpiece
The hollow horn plays wasted words
Proved to warn
That he not busy being born
Is busy dying.

Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover
That you'd just be
One more person crying.

So don't fear if you hear
A foreign sound to you ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.

As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
While others say don't hate nothing at all
Except hatred.

Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their marks
Made everything from toy guns that sparks
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred.

While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the President of the United States
Sometimes must have
To stand naked.

An' though the rules of the road have been lodged
It's only people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it.

Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been done
That can win what's never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you.

You loose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand without nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks
They really found you.

A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not forget 
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to.

Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.

For them that must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despite their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are free
Cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something
They invest in.

While some on principles baptized
To strict party platforms ties
Social clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize
And then say God Bless him.

While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he's in.

But I mean no harm nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a vault
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.

Old lady judges, watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony.

While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death's honesty
Won't fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes
Must get lonely.

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
False gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me ?

And if my thought-dreams could been seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only." - dylan

up from the skies

"I just want to talk to you 
I won't uh, do you no harm 
I just want to know about your diff'rent lives 
On this is here people farm 
I heard some of you got your families 
Living in cages tall and cold 
And some just stay there and dust away 
Past the age of old. 
Is this true ? 
Please let me talk to you. 

I just wanna know about 
The rooms behind your minds 
Uh do I see a vacuum there 
Or am I going blind ? 
Or is it just uh, remains of vibrations 
And echoes long ago ? 
Uh things like "Love the world" and uh 
Uh "Let your fancy flow" 
Is this true ? 
Please let me talk to you 
Let me talk to you. 

I have lived here before 
The days of ice 
And of course this is why 
I'm so concerned 
And I come back to find 
The stars misplaced 
And the smell of a world 
That is burned 
A smell of a world 
That is burned. 

Yeah well, maybe, hmm... 
Maybe it's just a... change of climate 
Hmm, hmm... 
Well I can dig it 
I can dig it baby 
I just want to see. 

So where do I purchase my ticket ? 
I'd just like to have a ringside seat 
I want to know about the new Mother Earth 
I want to hear and see everything 
I want to hear and see everything 
I want to hear and see everything 
Yeah... 

Aww, shucks 
If my daddy could see me now 
Everything, everything, everything, oh everything" - jimi

the original earth, ark

"the original earth, ark, does not move" - edmund