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he can't make music
but he knows what music is
he doesn't know what music is
but he can make music
this is logic
and this
is why
my passion
my voice
my being
is mystical

opus 77

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To the bourgeois academics

if no one understand me
I'm all alone in my knowledge
and nothing I say or write or think
is for anyone but myself
and all those that knew what I was saying
before I even said it
do you feel me?
If you can feel me
you may not understand
but you will know
what I feel
and the package
I have encased
my emotions in
will carry more than a meaning
because to know my emotions
is to know me
and like music
a colorful language
my emotions speak
in a universal tougue
if my motives
are sincere
if my art
is the truth
a tear never
a scream never
a fear never
a joy never
never lies
I can go anywhere
to China
or Peru
or Ghana
on any street corner
and they will hear me
and they will listen

I wanted him to be white

and when I heard the news that morning
I asked if he was white
I wanted him to be white
and my white friend wanted him to be an Arab
but he was Korean
the son of an immigrant dry cleaner
and for whatever reason he shot and killed 33 people that day
and it really doesn't matter
whether he was white or black
brown or yellow
naturalized or immigrant
to the families
or to the dead
he was death
and death has no color
so he was white
and he was black
and he was brown
and he was me
and he was you

synchronicity

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Severus

severus

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the nexus

the nexus

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