Autonomous Moments

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Autonomous Moments by Bekle Berhane 7/6/11 5:43 AM


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7/6/11 5:43 AM

Whoever designed the copyleft America Thank You

Thank you: I would like to thank JAH the Most High God Abba of the

Universe and I would also like to thank my soul mate (yea you are even

though we have a strange relationship) Kara who is always there for me and

who is a constant inspiration. To my friends in the Orthodox communities

(all of you) and to all those I have met and learned from in this journey we

call life. And to all of you who read my poetic ramblings and enjoy them I

thank you as well.

All poems are under Share-a-like license


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Bald Boy 7/6/11 5:43 AM

Lonely

Bald headed boy

Sad scowl on his face

Dressed in homeless attire

Arms clutching loads of junk food

Lonely

Bald headed boy

Desperately pleading for a better life

Drinking in his empty black lighted room

Dreaming of the wife hes too afraid to ask out on a date

Lonely

Bald headed boy

Come out of your one dimensional cocoon

Before you wake up in a coffin

Without hope to find warmth

Lonely

Bald headed boy

The world turns as you push it

Create yourself the silver cloud- sunny dayOr shower in cheap noodle death, night after night

Lonely

Bald headed boy

Is he you?

9/7/11 7:14 PM


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Beer Fest 7/6/11 5:43 AM

8,000 smiles

Walking, laughing

Sharing stories

Sharing tastes

Fraternity of humans with a single love

Sweet nectar

Some dark with heavy malts

Others over the top hops

Each one playing on the tongue

Sending warmth down to the belly then to the brain

Cheers can be heard every ten minutes

Raising a glass

Taking a gulp

Geeking out with fellow lovers of Amber

Grading our cups

Swapping names

Meeting people from all over Massachusetts

Beer festFights prohibition

Beer fest

Unifier for those who truly love liquid bread

8,000 smiles

Let the gold flow

Let the gold flow


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Brown Bunnies 7/6/11 5:43 AM

Two brown bunnies in the middle of Ellis Ave

Raindrops sprinkle

Night sky easing into early morning gray

I walk to my car

Two fluffy tailed bunnies watchBending ears

Twitching noses

I smile and say Good Morning

No response

Just a slow hop away

Start my car

Open my notebook

Write a poem

Little bunnies on my mind

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Casket Rum 7/6/11 5:43 AM

Under the clasp

Heat rising from my body

Fans cool my back

Seeing the past and present collapse upon themselves

Funnels of dimensions open before my eyesIn a gasp I am all times present

For an exhale I am all places within the galaxies beyond galaxies

Ignorance and genius merge into a knew collaboration

Lives pass by in seconds

Secure in the most unsecure way

Wisdom carried with the heaviest of prices

An old Ethiopian-Hebrew dressed in all black with a white turban on her head

Red, gold, and green neatly wrapped around her neck

Talked to me about the Orthodox faith

Sharing knowledge

Bestowing blessings

Taking me back to the time of Old Egypt when she walked with Moses

Bathed with King Solomon and saw the ascension of Christ

She reminisced about her aiding Leonard Howell

And the time she gazed into King Selassies eyes

Brief pause entered after her SelahStop, Look, and Listen

I thanked her

Blessed her

Walked past the Star of David door

Hitting the streets of Baby Wrong

While daydreaming about Zion

Cars whistling

Black beauties in skin tight everything walking by

But my eyes notice the humble women

They are the truly beautiful ones

Nordic man waves hello

Handing out newly crafted Odin mead


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World upon worlds

The Jesus prayer enters my mind

The words ringing in my ears

Floating before my eyes

The concrete reality is no moreKristos lifting me higher into the air

Standing on a rainbow with Noah

He watches his children with sadness

In our delusions we kill and maim one another

Brother killing sister

Sister killing brother

All over false information handing down to us by Satan

Push my head back

My long flowing Hasidic curls make a comfortable pillow

The smell of scented candles fills my nostrils

Taxi driver is speaking Arabic on the phone

Drops me off at some unkempt liquor store

Dust pours out of the shop

Head to the back

Open a cooler to find nothing but empty bottles

Cracker under my bare feet cut like glassAm I doing anything?

Eyes focus

Back on my bed

Laying next to Kara

She gently snores then tosses

Limp sleeping body with eyes closed

I lay still

Sweating but still

The vortex slowly closes

Normality sets in with a cool drain of morphine

Uncertain of events

Certain of only myself

The voice of William S. Burroughs echos in my mind

Words are a virus giving to us by an Alien race


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Life is a perception of an experience that no two people will ever have

Settled within my skin

I peel out of bed

Take a short shower

Hop on the InternetWords on screen- Internet

Pictures on screen- Internet

Music being downloaded from the never-ending Compact Disc pile

Kara wakes up

Voice almost empty

We go to the bank

I wait for her in the car

People watch while an old bag lady watches me

The hawk transforms into the sparrow

Richard confesses his sins on the radio

Kara walks over to the car

We head home

Kiss

Separate

All things in reverse makes going forward so much better

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Collapse 7/6/11 5:43 AM

I see the collapse of capitalistic America

The educated replaced by the uneducated

Bubbles popping

Money burned in heaps

Future generations living as hunter-gatherersTheyll see the monuments

Old yellow newspapers

They wont understand

Not until they reach their peak

Only to collapse

Comfortable

Armchair

Air conditioning

Chlorine drenched pools

Comfortable

Going blindly day to day

Back yard cookouts

Casual sex

Enjoy these momentsDark days are heading our way

Humanity back step

Itll be a long eerie time before the dawn shines again

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Crossfire images 7/6/11 5:43 AM

Lost in a maze of thoughts

Empty blank desert

Embracing the mind void

Unaware of my sound sun down

Just moving on autopilotSee nothing

Hear nothing

Only the rapid images of my own head

Important

Unimportant

A mash of potato brain stew

Phone rings

Regain time

Message left by sweet voice

Scam on the rocks

Sun begins to rise on my right side

Heart thumping, pounding as the beauty of morning unfolds

Awake

Awake for now

Third shift feelings swell upComplaints muffled by laughter

Question self-pervasive

Journey destination

Make them your own

Make them full of joy

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Crumbled Paper 7/6/11 5:43 AM

Because of the crumbled pieces of paper in your pocket

You think you are better than me

You look down at me

With your snobbish grin

Thinking I dont realize what youre doingYou talk kindly, too kindly, as if your version of English is above mine

Tone of ignorance pervades through your thick sick words

I smile back

Speaking just as kindly as you

Pillow soft

Watching your face turn smug to shock

Out classed you

A common blue-collar guy putting you in your place

With tonic ease

Crumbled pieces of paper means nothing

How you treat others counts

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Dangling Keys 7/6/11 5:43 AM

Subtle rain

Peaking sun

Highlighted hair

Long sleeve shorts

Broken toys

Skipping movie

Medium air blowing

The cold mugginess slides down my face

Sensations of steel peel through my outer layer

Feelings of lost pain found

Pleasure means nothing

Im justice wrapped in a plastic bag pressed against a whores ass

Armored car, red, stupid, pulls up in front of a falling apart gray building

Collecting paper

Keeping the illusion alive

Our world of fantasy that we pretend is real

Going through the meaningless rat race

Having no useful right to thrive

CauselessReasonless

We breathe in defiance of our natural way

God made us with purpose

Hunt, gather, and live in tribal community

Everyone pulling weight

Instead we get paper dividing us

We fall for our own ideas

Thinking we are free

Building lives that equal piles of shit

Strange

Strayed so far from our purpose

In the name of mind numbing twisting progress

Growing weaker


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More useless by the second

Forgive us Heavenly Father

Were stupid to know any better

Let the rain fall

Wash away my ignorance

Wash away my civilized stench

Wake me from the Bubble Tea world were in

Bring us back when humanity had a purpose

Lived, ate, slept, and respected our dear Mother Earth

Wash away my ignorance

Wake me

Wash me before its too late

All becomes quiet

Soul shift takes places

Tiny sparrow flys on top of half dead pine tree

Rain keeps falling

The rain just keeps falling

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December 21 7/6/11 5:43 AM

Holding the sun to my lips

As it turns in a new direction

Allowing its malty bitter taste play on my tongue

Swallowing its rye warmth

Feeling the Norwegian breeze on my skinTickling my arm hairs

Enjoying the moment I bath in Grimstad water

I have drank the cup of the gods

Newly born

I am not what I was

I am what I am

A new being transformed by the turning of the sun

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Dream Reflected 7/6/11 5:43 AM

In the mode of rest I reflect

On the greatness that is my Lord

He created all things with his majestically soft voice

The only Being who owns everything

I humble myself before HimHis greatness I can never compare

His glory I could never even dream of having

The owner of my life

The one who holds all of existence in his hand?

To Him I give glory

To him I thank

All praise is do to the God Most High Yahweh

Bow all you angels

Bow all you humans

Hang your head low

Prostrate before the only One that matters

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Amen

(The reason why I called this poem Dream of the Sabbath is because this

poem came to me in a dream but in that dream it was the Sabbath daythough today it is Wednesday, so I was dreaming of praising God in a place

that did not look like any place of worship I have ever seen. How did I know

it was the Sabbath? It was a feeling that struck me deep into my core that is

all I can say.)


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Emotional Movie 7/6/11 5:43 AM

Digital space suit monkey

Black tea sweetness

Falling into hypertonic combinations

Dry green tea tonsils

Sailing through embryonic seasHoney wheat transforms the limitations

Tattoo Hello Kitty of Judah

Survey, survive, techno bombs in the skull

Split lips acidic blood

Smooth over with crystal water

Conversation in the next car

My grandparents dont drink

Just out of earshot I hear every word

Window muffled

It lifts my mind to wonder about Salvatore

The grandfather I never knew

Didnt stop the comparisons

Strange

Being held up to a candle when the flame has been extinguished

Eyes staring in

Seeing similarities, differencesStrange the human mind

Human will

Accept others as they are

Compare no one to anyone

Dont be so cruel

Totally unfair

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Eve Dropping 7/6/11 5:43 AM

Beatles thumping in the air

Brown night caped teddy bear doing the stair

Trailer open with couches falling out

Nats fighting outside a one-way mirror

Close eyesOpen eyes to a non-existing universe

Close eyes

Open eyes in a Honda Civic

Scientist theorizing how we all came into being

Lennon said nothing is real

Hassan I Sabbah said the same thing centuries ago

Teddy bear still doing the stair

Five on twenty-three

Brown bear winks

Its time to Rock nRoll

9/7/11 7:14 PM


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Freeman 7/6/11 5:43 AM

America must be the most joyless country in the world

From the second you are born they stifle creativity

Discouraging any occasion to be happy

Load you with ideals that you are only worth what your job says you are

Measured constantly by othersThe less you live the more burdens you carry

If you never crack a window smile then you are a true patriot

America is joyless

Fill you with shame over normal functions

Dangling freedoms you can never use in front of you

Keeping you mind in a coma daydream only to be shocked awake by the

frozen wind reality

America you wretched whore

What benefit is it to me to be an American?

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John 7/6/11 5:43 AM

He came in the spirit of Elijah

Foreshadowing which is to come

Calling on the multitudes for repentance

He washed those who were defiled by the Temple

Holy man

Prophet of the Most High

Remember you we will

9/7/11 7:14:17 PM


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Liquid Bread 7/6/11 5:43 AM

Crisp sweet bananas

Liquid bread

Plays on my tongue

Sets me into another world

Connected to everythingI am happy

At rest

Liquid bread

I love you

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Obstacle life 7/6/11 5:43 AM

As we travel through the obstacles of life

With joyless measure

Taking ourselves for granted

Always saying Ill do that later

Bogged down by workTied to the rails of responsibility

Our minds in a haze of foolishness

We forget with velvet ease

That we are all on borrowed time

Jumping from fleeting second to fleeting second

All that Ill do on that later day may never come

Dreams remain dreams

Life remains joyless

Hog-tied until the day you leave earth

Live holy

Live free

Live before you can no longer live

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Rise in Orange 7/6/11 5:43 AM

Orange sun

On the rise

Blinding eyes

Casting off barely enough heat

Pale cookie moonFading from view

No good-bye

Gentle breeze of fancy

Slows down ever so slightly

Doughy noise of rolling tires

Gradually picks up to a steady roar

Night shift leaving

Morning adjust heads on in

Orange sun

On the rise

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Routine 7/6/11 5:43 AM

Routine the life killer

Repetitive days

Life with no surprise

Every move you make, dictated by a clock

Routine makes you age

Takes away your joy for being

Numbs you into hopeless complacency

Leaving you a hollow shell

Break your routine

Smash it against the wall

Live, as you truly want to live

Dare to soar with dreams

Be the person you know you are

Not the person you have been suffocated into being

Kill the routine before it kills you




9/7/11 7:14:17 PM


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Sore 7/6/11 5:43 AM

The inside of my mouth feels sore

Left jaw muscle hurting

Barely open mouth

Shot of Novocain wore out

Leaving me in slight discomfort

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Stick Figures 7/6/11 5:43 AM

Little white stick figures

On the window of a Caravan

Proving this parent loves their children

But does this parent?

Isnt it a faade?A look at how great I am when in reality Im mediocre

Self-indulgent

Covering their insecurities

Covering up something much worse, worse than I care to know, maybe

I dont buy into these stick figure sign of affection

Theyre false

Masks of sinister reality

No one needs to know if you love your children

No one needs to know how many children you have

Who are you trying to impress?

Me?

Yourself?

God?

Yourself?

Yourself!

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The Battle 7/6/11 5:43 AM

The devil lurks behind every curtain

Waiting to pull us under

To deceive us with words of the stars

But we must stand strong

With bibles as our shieldAnd the word of the Most High as our sword

Every time the devil tries to snare you

Stand tall and strike him down

Put his angelic hair under your bare foot

Push him back to were he belongs

Fight on the side of righteous

Even if you doubt yourself do not doubt the power of God

Never doubt the God the brings salvation

The Holy Spirit will guide you through ever battle

Keep the words of Christ wet on your lips

You will be victories

The devil lurks in the darkest places

Waiting to pull you under

Be the light bringer

He will never prevail

Confess Christ

Honor the Covenant

9/7/11 7:14 PM


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To God 7/6/11 5:43 AM

Lord God forgive me

I am weak

I am slothful

I am not fit to stand in your presence

Have mercy on meI am but a desperate man trying to reach you

Have mercy on me

I do deserve to enter your kingdom

Have mercy on me

I have struggled with flesh and spirit my whole life

Lord God

I was not perfect I know

But please save me

In ignorance I sinned

Now that I have seen your Illumination my ignorance fades

I feel ashamed

With leaves I cover myself

Lord, have mercy

Lord, have mercy

Lord, have mercy

Amen


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Worlds 7/6/11 5:43 AM

We are worlds of pulsing jazz

Within other worlds of beeps and blips

Coexisting on a giant rock

Spinning around other laughing worlds

Each one forming spheres of lifeBeing pulled by the universal orgasm- a drain

Noise abruptly ends

No more spheres

Erase all worlds

Everything exists only to not exist

Tracing paper without lines


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Back Page 7/6/11 5:43 AM

Bekle Berhane is a musician, writer, Anarchist, Blogger, Universal Life

Church Minister, Reverend in the Moorish Orthodox Church of America and is

a member of the Noble Order of the Moorish Sufis, Zen Zion Coptic Orthodox

Church. He is the founder of the Bruce Lee Sucks Foundation, and the

Halvah Sufi Order. He is also a member of the No Poo Movement, Anti-RacistCoalition, the White Panther Party, D.I.Y. Movement, and the Anti-

Globalization Movement and the Voluntary Society Movement.

He attended Timbuktu University and the Hakim Bey Diocesan Theological

Seminary.

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