Whereas, break-beats have been the
missing link connecting the diasporic
community to its drum-woven past
Whereas, the quantized drum has
allowed the whirling mathematicians
to calculate the ever-changing distance
between rock and stardom
We do hereby declare reality unkempt
by the changing standards of dialogue
Statements such as, "keep it real," especially
when punctuating or articulating modes of
ultra-violence inflicted psychologically or
physically will henceforth be seen as retroactive
and no representive of the individually
determined IS
Motherfuckers better realize now is the time
to self-actualize. Studies show that when a given norm is changed
in the face of unchanging the remaining
contradictions will parallel the truth.
Equate rhyme with reason. Sun with season.
Reject mediocrity. Your current frequencies
of understanding outweigh that which has
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 applesauce and crushed pears.
Light years are interchangeable with years of living
in darkness. The role of darkness is not to be seen
as equated with ignorance but with the unknown
and the mysteries of the unseen.
Thus in the name of: Robeson, God's son, Hurtson,
Akhenanton, Hatshepsut, Blackfoot, Helen, Lennon,
Kahlo, Kali, The Three Marias, Lilith, Lourde,
Whitman, Baldwin, Ginsberg, Kaufman, Lumumba, Ghandi,
Gibran, Shabazz, Shabazz, Siddhartha, Medusa, Guevara,
Gurdjieff, Rand, Wright, Banneker, Tubman, Hamer, Holiday, Davis, Coltrane, Morrison, Joplin, Du Bois,
Clarke, Shakespere, Rachmaninoff, Ellington, Carter, Gaye, Hathaway, Hendrix, Kuti, Dickerson, Ripperton, Mary, Isis, Theresa, Plath, Rumi, Fellini, Michaux, Nostradamus, Neferttiti, La Rock, Shiva, Ganesha, Yemaja, Oshun, Obatala, Ogun, Kennedy, King, four little girls, Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Keller, Biko, Peron, Marley, Magdalene, Cosby, Shakur, Those who burned. Those still aflame. And the countless un-named.
We claim the present as the pre-sent as the
hereafter. We are unraveling our navels so
that we may injest 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 three buckets of water
and a handful of minerals, thus, realizing that
those very buckets turned upside down supply
the percussive factor forever.
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, sexual preference
every per-son as beings of sound to acknowledge
their resonsibility to uplift the consciousness
of the entire fucking world!
Any utterance un-aimed will be disclaimed,
will be maimed. Two rappers slain!
-Saul Williams
