somewhere on a pathway, I stop. it’s a tree or a bush delicately blanketed with crisp rain drops adorning the outwardly stretching foliage, the space around it a chance to breathe and cease thinking, if only for a brief few seconds. is it the state of the world, the rhythm of the garden, the prison of my thinking or the endlessly space out to the horizon. this either capsizes my mind or extends it out into new patterns and links, to persevere, to be content, to find new ways of marvelling in the infinity of green, the passage of blue or the intricacy of interwoven detail of our universe.

its been now six months since coming off the streets and soundscapes of Germany, the world and wonder of berlin; an inspiring place to remember the simple, to celebrate in the sounds of nature. A domain to explore and enjoy the many streams of thinking and feeling that beckon on some of its perpendicular and rectilinear streets. Now I feel strung between two worlds, one that explored an urbanised pattern to one of seclusion and isolation back in the forest of my imagination. Allowing this to be the time that it is counts as one of the smaller irritations I feel. There is the could be and what if world as one that is always there waiting, little episodes that last not long and bring the pain of detachment and discontentedness. I am in my own battle to stave them off.

In and out of routine, learning to enjoy time rather than fill time comes as a struggle to me as I seek to make something for myself, itself an illusion of grandure, of becoming something when it is something we already are. I learn that there is no presence like now and that the signs of nature are all there to bring us close to it. The world of distance seems pointless as it offers the same, but it also offers the idea or thought that something better or more exciting lays beyond us, that it is problem of reach or grasp that debilitates me as I ponder through the present. It is a lie to my known happiness and at war with the simplicity of being.

To button up colour or just to express it in its raw terms, the or’s in awe do lead the mind far, do they help us coinhabit the present with all the other still and sublime forms?





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i have been in japan for a month and a half. the same feelings play out with new visual stimuli, new spatial awareness. i am alive in the only perfection known to us as this very moment.

efficient organisation, social formatization, systemic vibrations… around the (money) traps in tokyo, concrete forms escape into natural light, fade with the hazy polluted greys that brin dusk to the days, neon rays iluminate waterways, night empties the streets, spontaneous entrances stairways, up and down elevation brings me in and out of doorways.. you never know what awaits, feelings a pace, conscious of the ways that the cosmos operates, seems like, hears, turns, faces the music in the place.

staying positive despite everything aroudnd me screaming race, yet my institution is my intuition, fuses this transition, away from the norms guarding human self expression. learn the lessons, share and mention, in mind and body, cosmic progression.


we are controlled by US(,) from space (.) everything is possible

do you read the above sentence forwards or backwards. do you stop some places to consider, question truth, imagine, feel along the way…eye via, j, ar (ahh)


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random conversations

committee of the mind, you been in overdrive, high on all the life, darting around, running rife. but here deep within the essence, the soul flutters sublime, in balance, in presence..


conversation 1; end the racket, reduce the thoughts, there’s always something new, a future vision with a crew. Now focus your gaze, relax your mind, all the things you will find, let it all unwind.

i want to show compassion rather than seek to remedy or rationalise that which lies outside immediate understanding.

conversation 2; there’s lots of energy, ideas and projects to explore, perhaps the excitement speedens and quickens the notion of more. On one hand lies the spring of youth and temptation, the other of measured action and pensive reflecton.. well, what is inside will be made manifest and clear, this timeless free space continuum is what we can hear

money come money go, i would prefer to just go with the flow. life is river, is constantly reinvigorating itself, the secret to moments is that they are just simply felt

conversation 3; been there done that, but who knows?, now outside the limits of my comfort zone the whisper of new connections and places to explore is how i am grown.

magic is everywhere, the universe is limitless, the how of the vortex is infinite, feel sense and synthesize with the elements

conversation 4; the horizon, the places and spaces between you and me. i send you my love, all the positive vibration, illustrative magic in a body sensation. the realities of new and old, near and far, form the base of community, soul expression, journey extension..

follow your dreams, listen to your heart, put your mind to it, its a tool. draw on your strengths, reflect for balance, meditate for inner peace, remember your inner child, love knows no boundaries.


i’ll see you in the somewhere..

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ohm hum..

a journey spontaenous, towards unexpected places

faces, embraces, living a life in warm spaces

in the background cases to relate when sensing the traces


the inner child restles, weeds out the nettle, forgets that inside there is a boiling kettle…..

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Next phase of living

Don’t worry be happy. The world is here, now, present, all around, with all its decorum, rigor and rhythm. Thoughts come like waves, and always, yet they also drain back out to sea. .

Horizons, goals, perspectives, insight.. the intuition will balance.

Make what you can of the now, open and receive what is right in your grasp. Your ideas, concepts, timelines, frames are for and part of creation. Observe, relax, release.

What you cannot see, feel, hear, touch is so distant from knowing. Appreciating rather than theorising, complicating, measuring, comparing, analysing… put this to RINSE

Magic, in and of the essence emanating everywhere. Could be anywhere, air scratch au contraire.

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And no hang up 4 de hang out..

Stop the chatter

Chill on the matter

See how the litter gather

Hangin’ more less scatter

Replete in concrete trappin’

escaping it we just go rappin’

Laughin’ there we be clappin’

mappn’ rappn’ it be happn’n

And sometimes I feel like a Nigerian in the workplace, watching the way neoliberalism represses, fragments, divides, limits, and structures our creativity. In solidarity to all my brothers and sistas across the world in which ever part of bablyon you be feelin’ it, that we share and nurture each other with our both human and spiritual soul and essence.

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feeling grooving n spilling those moves..

evolve the thought. get out there on the court.

spying on my mind I know what i gotta sort..

Looking around, people to be found

Cut the categorising  criticism, and preaching the report

flowing in my stride, high with the pride

reminiscent rapping got me trippin fully happnin

livin’ beatin’ clappin’ – but still it aint gonna happn’.. what?

what I listen is spirit kickin’, deep in my soul it’s so revealin’,

got me jumping off the planets, galactic magic was this ramblin

that’s all i got..

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A 5 year plan

Focus the senses – there is movement evolving things constantly around us, life evolves revolves and involves all of us so when making any plan, our aim is to refine and rediscover what it means to be present in an climate that requires us to be increasingly self-aware and socially conscious of our actions as individuals. The numbers are growing and the speed is forever building, it will be translated into the powerful insurrectionary global community that is being radically redefined outside the archaic divisions of race, religion, location and representation.

Cultivate Love and Respect for the material spiritual and metaphysical body of this universe, with regard to my own self, it is viewed and made sense of if only by its interconnected likeness and potential vitality from the reflections around me. To cultivate multiple perspectives that are inward-outward looking, inspired by that which lies beyond, to explore the infinitely new and vibrant. To carefully filter others opinions and understandings, to develop my idiosyncrasies with integrity, humility and compassion.

Introspective dynamism in vibration allows us to discard all snap judgements, slowing the speed of thoughts, inwardly critique moral and ethical frameworks formed through the vestiges handed down by common-understandings and popularised and standardised subjectivities. Allowing the reactionary voices that delay possibilities for renewal to be filtered through a broader dimensional and transcendental space-time paradigm.

Ethereal Cosmic Consciousness to disrupt the rigid 3d, geocentric binaries that have become the harbinger for forming classic distinctions. New sources of inspiration, a new discussion into the dream space, a inter-elemental cohesion of ideas, materials and their elemental manifestations. Where art and science are recognised for their purpose and value, but also isolated to their understanding as simply earth-bound in their vision and scope in this universe.

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And whatever..

I’ve been taking things too seriously <now get> to the point…

I have to? make! (a note of) consciously relaxing=> relaxation.

And I hate that, it should come naturally, and more often than that and I guess!

In Sum: I’m making use of this year of the goat (2015) to properly expel and resolve this serious state of being.

Explanation 4.1.3: To being, life is a serious matter, it’s a one time event, at any given point lies an opportunity for more, and somehow this serious opportunity at that, to realise what the meaning of now can and possibly will be and now seriously is that other time for serious self reflection and cross examination. But seriously? I mean seriously.. dudeeee


And then there is the not so nice things I can think far too seriously about, then there is all the serious things I should< be doing and making as the serious matter of change and its seriously surreal implications (!!!) for the series ~ of serious seminaaaahhhs

that I seriously wanted to go to (!) but now feel inadequate (?) because I didn’t go 😦 and now that meant!? I just wasn’t serious enough now was I?

But I also need to let a breeze cut through, and breath in 5 times because…. let’s face it!

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But life is happening, it just fucking happens. There are matters because there are matters (OK), the way I sought was serious because the way it was is and was the way it was.

5 Deep breaths

Nothing to be taken seriously. And no one wants everything about the present to be too serious, the present is and nothing less, seriously.

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Thoughts from a lone winter dinner in Rome

Here I am in a restaurant.

And I don’t know, I’m not feeling welcome, eating a meal I didn’t really want, in a head space I don’t want to be in.

One that unsettles… in-secures me, interrupts my flow, my nature.

Menu Meal, its 10pm. I’m tired of it all, I’m winning and losing and in constant free fall.

And as parts of my life rise to even greater highs..

I recognize too these deeper lows that come as a consequence of natures equilibrium.

The type of person who..

walks into a restaurant, with most tables break from a settled in quiet chatter halt abruptly at my instant gaze.

Where the woman at the door places suspicion over my presence, where my feeling of doing the right thing once again doubts itself..

Restaurants I can never choose, it reminds me of what I lack.. a lover, a partner as something that, I don’t care about.

Restaurants are something intimately related to this coupled idea, an attribute of involvement, that in a relationship attribute – perhaps not real, just a signal by extension.

Tenho que parar de comer carne, nao faz bem.

22/12 Rome, 23/12 Rome (buy a tent,  see the Madigliani exhibition)

Art shop, 1 brush, 3-4 colours.

24/12 to London (readings? party? BA provide hotel?)

17 hour layover.

When I envisage myself I first see a strong solid idea, immediately envisaging my strengths, my journeys, with a flicker of landscape to invite my memory as a guest along the way.

The forgotten forgone moments are many, cigarettes smoked immeasurable, the alcohol a more and more distant past. The smiles and laughs accompany me, as does the endless joint.

How does one think less? and is it necessary? How does it help/hinder my situation?

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