It’s empty in the valley of your heart
The sun, it rises slowly as you walk
Away from all the fears
And all the faults you’ve left behind

The harvest left no food for you to eat
You cannibal, you meat-eater, you see
But I have seen the same
I know the shame in your defeat

But I will hold on hope
And I won’t let you choke
On the noose around your neck

And I’ll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I’ll know my name as it’s called again

Cause I have other things to fill my time
You take what is yours and I’ll take mine
Now let me at the truth
Which will refresh my broken mind

So tie me to a post and block my ears
I can see widows and orphans through my tears
I know my call despite my faults
And despite my growing fears

So come out of your cave walking on your hands
And see the world hanging upside down
You can understand dependence
When you know the maker’s hand

So make your siren’s call
And sing all you want
I will not hear what you have to say

Cause I need freedom now
And I need to know how
To live my life as it’s meant to be

we have exited your coliseum and are encircling your box office demanding
our families back
our cultures back
our rituals back
our gods back
so that we may return them to their proper source
the source of life
the source of creation
our mother’s womb
the great goddess
we will cut through
the barbed wire hangers
and chastity belts
we will climb in and
incubate our spirits
through the winter
we will wait through
the degenerate course
of your repeated history
we will wait
for the past
to die

-Saul Williams

Babylon 5 quotes…the best it gets:

 

It was the year of fire, 
The year of destruction, 
The year we took back what was ours. 
It was the year of rebirth, 
The year of great sadness, 
The year of pain, 
And a year of joy. 
It was a new age. 
It was the end of history. 
It was the year everything changed. 
The year is 2261. 
The place, Babylon 5. 

 

We’ve lived too long, seen too much. To live on, as we have, is to leave behind joy, love, and companionship because we know it to be transitory; of the moment. We know it will turn to ash. Only those whose lives are brief can believe that love, is eternal. 
You should embrace that remarkable illusion. It may be the greatest gift your race has ever received. 

 

If I take a lamp and shine it toward the wall, a bright spot will appear on the wall. The lamp is our search for truth… for understanding. Too often, we assume that the light on the wall is God, but the light is not the goal of the search, it is the result of the search. The more intense the search, the brighter the light on the wall. The brighter the light on the wall, the greater the sense of revelation upon seeing it. Similarly, someone who does not search – who does not bring a lantern – sees nothing. What we perceive as God is the by-product of our search for God. It may simply be an appreciation of the light… pure and unblemished… not understanding that it comes from us. Sometimes we stand in front of the light and assume that we are the center of the universe – God looks astonishingly like we do – or we turn to look at our shadow and assume that all is darkness. If we allow ourselves to get in the way, we defeat the purpose, which is to use the light of our search to illuminate the wall in all its beauty and in all its flaws; and in so doing, better understand the world around us. 

 

The universe is run by the complex interweaving of three elements. Energy, matter, and enlightened self-interest.

 

We all believe in something… greater than ourselves, even if it’s just the blind forces of chance. 

 

We are star stuff. We are the universe made manifest trying to figure itself out.

 

I believe that when we leave a place a part of it goes with us and part of us remains. Go anywhere in these halls, when it is quiet and just listen. After a while you will hear the echoes of all of our conversations, every thought and word we’ve exchanged. Long after we are gone, our voices will linger in these walls for as long as this place remains. But I will admit that the part of me that going will very much miss the part of you that is staying. 

 

 

 

I am Grey. I stand between the candle and the star. We are Grey. We stand between the darkness and the light. 

If you shut your eyes and are a lucky one, 
you may see at times a shapeless pool of 
lovely pale colours suspended in the darkness; 
then if you squeeze your eyes tighter, 
the pool begins to take shape, and the colours become 
so vivid that with another squeeze they must go on fire. 
– J.M. Barrie 

I’m moving towards something now. The past is present, I know that and I do not presume to escape that. But my present is moving towards the future now. I don’t know what it holds or what it brings but it brings something in the darkness and I am not afraid of it. The year begins in the dark of night. Let’s trace it with moonlight. And I’m actually letting go. And letting change happen. Let the world happen. Trust in actions. Trust in this voice at the center of your chest. Make decisions and sit with them. There is nothing I cannot grow with…so if I make the wrong choice…let me make it. TRUST your decisions and your self. Follow your actions. Move. Run. Speak. Breathe. This is not the end. This is a new beginning. And I put it all behind me…but with me. Always with. 

Just stop thinking there is one answer. There is one true self. There is one way of looking at anything. Any time I feel sure of one answer I am sure I must be joking myself. Feel around in the darkness and love the mystery and find trust WITHIN it. That is the only way to believe. Believe whole heartedly in something and recognize that it is only a belief and that that is all you can do. Facts are too frugal for me. 

Cleanse yourself but do not presume that you could ever escape yourself. 

I find myself at the end of a year, knowing nothing. Believing so much. Trusting so much. Feeling so much. But remaining helpless to the darkness. To the questions that pervade me and the answers that seem to gallop away in the dust. 

Life is just beginning and beginning every minute. I am helpless to the great words: love, time, God, nature, life.  

How you’re ACTUALLY feeling is almost always more interesting than how you think you’d like to feel. 

I have no words. I have no words adequate to describe this year. I was to celebrate it. I want to cherish it. Honor it. And then let it go.