Autonomous Moments by Bekle Berhane

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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.

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Bald Boy
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 day Or 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
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 fest Fights 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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Biwa
Heat seeking missile Lime sun tissue Red light movie Eastern kings fall Consider your air Is it really for you? Or are you borrowing it from God? Lost left feet Slain prophets meat Open throat ground Deaf jihad sound Consider your life Is it even for you? Or are you borrowing it from God? Manna blue heaven Harvest acts saints Future leap consider Behind name hinder Consider you Are you for yourself? Or are you borrowing yourself from God 9/7/11 7:14 PM?

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Brown Bunnies
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 watch Bending 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 9/7/11 7:14 PM

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Casket Rum

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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 eyes In 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 Selah Stop, 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

World upon worlds The Jesus prayer enters my mind The words ringing in my ears Floating before my eyes The concrete reality is no more Kristos 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 glass Am 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

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 Internet Words 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 9/7/11 7:14 PM

Collapse
I see the collapse of capitalistic America The educated replaced by the uneducated Bubbles popping Money burned in heaps Future generations living as hunter-gatherers Theyll 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 moments Dark days are heading our way Humanity back step Itll be a long eerie time before the dawn shines again 9/7/11 7:14 PM

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Crossfire images
Lost in a maze of thoughts Empty blank desert Embracing the mind void Unaware of my sound sun down Just moving on autopilot See 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 up Complaints muffled by laughter Question self-pervasive Journey destination Make them your own Make them full of joy 9/7/11 7:14 PM

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Crumbled Paper

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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 doing You 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 9/7/11 7:14 PM

Dangling Keys
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

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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 Causeless Reasonless 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

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 9/7/11 7:14 PM

December 21
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 skin Tickling 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 9/7/11 7:14 PM

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Dream Reflected
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 Him His 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

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(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 day though 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.)

Emotional Movie
Digital space suit monkey Black tea sweetness Falling into hypertonic combinations Dry green tea tonsils Sailing through embryonic seas Honey 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

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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, differences Strange the human mind Human will Accept others as they are Compare no one to anyone Dont be so cruel Totally unfair 9/7/11 7:14 PM

Eve Dropping
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 eyes Open 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

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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 others The 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? 9/7/11 7:14 PM

John
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
Crisp sweet bananas Liquid bread Plays on my tongue Sets me into another world Connected to everything I am happy At rest Liquid bread I love you 9/7/11 7:14 PM

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Obstacle life
As we travel through the obstacles of life With joyless measure Taking ourselves for granted Always saying Ill do that later Bogged down by work Tied 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 9/7/11 7:14 PM

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Rise in Orange
Orange sun On the rise Blinding eyes Casting off barely enough heat Pale cookie moon Fading 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 9/7/11 7:14 PM

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Routine
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 Kill Kill Kill the the the the routine routine routine routine before before before before it it it it kills kills kills kills you you you you

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Sore
The inside of my mouth feels sore Left jaw muscle hurting Barely open mouth Shot of Novocain wore out Leaving me in slight discomfort 9/7/11 7:14 PM

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Stick Figures

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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! 9/7/11 7:14 PM

The Battle
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 shield And 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
Lord God forgive me I am weak I am slothful I am not fit to stand in your presence Have mercy on me I 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
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 life Being 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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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-Racist Coalition, the White Panther Party, D.I.Y. Movement, and the AntiGlobalization Movement and the Voluntary Society Movement. He attended Timbuktu University and the Hakim Bey Diocesan Theological Seminary.