"I want to strip the flesh from spirit. I want to write the songs that people sing that inspire them to be fearless." quote from Manchild Why do I write and recite words? To attempt to breathe meaning and significance from my fragile soul to the front porch of fellow humans habitat so they can eat my raps and say mmmm good. For the connection we all long for. To capture and invigorated moment of time. I try and write poetic expressions of human realities of questing for meaning, for God and for love. I write from my human being perspective seeking awareness of the great 'I am that I am' Being. I write to create space with english vocabulary and syntax structure for our beings to more fully be with the Being of all beings. Metaphors, imagery, word play to wake up our sleepy souls from numb existence to dance in the beautiful fields of discovery where sorrow and joy grow together like dandelions and clovers to enhance our connection to the great Being and stoke our fires of wonder and awe so to be purified by all the gifts we are able to touch, see, smell, taste and hear. I wrote to provoke mystical experiences with my ink stick to meditate on fascinating ways of the lily, the extraordinary event of photosynthesis, and the potency of the Nazarene servant king. I want to write to inspire…. Could I write anonymous like the Cloud of Unknowing author or do I need my name to be known by a few people?I write to responsibly Emajyn the goodness that will be with my stories and song. Why do you write?
Here's a little sample of the upcoming Inkre:Mentals album titled Anomie – coming out in Fall 2010! The song's called "Bring it on Back" and its rough mix that we're giving away – so think of it like getting free wi-fi from your neighbor The digital signal might not be so great but hey, the price is right and you can still get the goods. …But unlike getting free wi-fi from your neighbor, you are welcome and encouraged to tell us about your experience. Thanks and enjoy.
Here is a little peak at a recording session on June 3rd with Alex Post aka Customary Alliance. His new project is going to be full of hip hoporiffic production, lyrical playfullness and serious topics alike and to top it off he’ll have E-majyn, yours truly, on two tracks. This little video is the studio session for capturing my 16 bar feature for the song, ‘playing for keeps.’ I see a sea of mcs, but not enough mystics……..
My wife checked out the book from the library called “Journeys of Simplicity” and it consists of vignettes of poems, prayers, and lists of meaningful possessions of over forty spiritual travelers. A few quotes in the book gravitated to my attention that I wish to share with you:
We take delight in things; we take delight in being loosed from things. Between these two delights, we must dance our lives. -Philip Harnden. Quaker author.
The following is a prayer of a Celtic woman over a hundred years ago. It a prayer that transforms ordinary chores into sacraments. Rising in an earthen hut in the cold morning as the rest of the household is still asleep she begins her daily sacred routine; washing her face and tending to the night banked fire:
Splashing my face with three palmfuls of water
God of Life. Christ of Love. Spirit of Peace.
Triune of Grace
Kindling my fire thrice lift the peat
God, kindle in me a flame of love
To neighbor, foe and friend.
My kindred all. Amen.
Navigating life and faced with choices of what to pour energy into I was refreshed to remember the vital importance of maintaining a simple awareness that God is infused in the details of life. Our invitation is to cultivate this way of seeing and be a pure conduit for love to flow….
Here’e a gem of a beat from Slak that we’ve been working on for a few months. We figured it was time to give everyone a little preview of whats in the mix. This was streamed and recorded live at on the weekly Inkre:Mentals broadcast @ www.loveisconcrete.com…you can click here to watch the whole show.
Please feel free to add comments, prayers, and/or questions about the lyrics. The question we ask is: “How do you stand in pain?”
Three and a half weeks ago was the most epic day of my life so far. I vowed my being in radical faithfulness to my beloved bride Tiffany Faith as a circle of our family and community vowed their support. It was the day after spring equinox and it was indeed a thin time where heaven met earth with a sloppy wet kiss…. Rain showered a blessing as everyone prayed for us…. Tears flowed as nourishing words encouraged our souls to dedicate to the science of active love… We danced, sang, ate, hugged, in awe of this mystery of sharing life together in the nature of Christ and the church….our families communities generosity amazed us….we took at week to soak it all in at the coast, a bed and breakfast farm and a monastery. I am so humbled by the love I felt mystically from the Messiah and practically from everyone in our sphere of relationships. A million thanks…. I wrote a song for Tiffany called ‘brave start’ that I rapped at our wedding reception. We recorded it the morning of…
Here we are, Here we are…Before God. Before Family. I vow my love to your life permanent as it can be. Tiffany…this is our brave start. The most epic day of our life so far. Here we are, Here we are…Oh my God; love us into this love, cause this is the day we always dreamed of…..
We will be doing a series of live, online, collaborative events that we would like you to be involved in. The first event will be Thurs April 8, 2010 from 7pm to 10pm Pacific Time. More details to come. We will be combining multiple online tools including Sneffel.com, Ustream, and Love is Concrete. If you haven’t joined or played in these environments, we highly recommend it! Join us online April 8 and April 22.
Belief: A mental construct or conclusion on reality
Faith: The substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things unseen
My 28th birthday was on Sunday and it felt like I hit bottom on a two-week slide of self-loathing. Here’s the day everyone wants to sing songs to me, look me in the eye and give encouraging words, wish me blessings on the upcoming year, and I want to get away to avoid the healing pain of reality. It’s hard to hear a bunch of loving words that you don’t agree with. I’m thinking either these people have no idea who I am OR more likely, I have no idea who I am.
There are holes in my faith that have been drilled with diamond tipped false-beliefs and it became obvious when my brother Jesse spoke truth to me and I didn’t believe what he was saying but I had faith that he was speaking truth. I didn’t believe I could handle being celebrated on Sunday… (in faith) I showed up to our gathering called the Bridge, two after parties, and later went to work. The outcome was I made it though and I’m sitting in front of a drawing board of identity squinting to see the lines. Jesus tells us to seek first the kingdom of righteousness – he also says we will move mountains with faith the size of a mustard seed. How’s it going?
That’s a question I’ve dreaded answering lately is “How’s it going?” I’d rather not bring people down, so I have practiced padded answers that divert the focus of the conversation to something/someone else, benefiting nobody. There is a prophetess in our community that I unsuccessfully tried to avoid on Sunday because I knew that she could look deep into my soul, listen beyond my padded answer, and crush my heart with truth that I both crave and fear. Deborah grabs my arm and asks, “How’s it going?” I give her a padded “OK” (instantly felt like my cover was blown) – and the truth finally comes out, “I’m really uncomfortable with the confusion in my life right now.” …you have no idea how good it felt to say this out loud to another person! With a smile she says, “Good, this is good for you right now.” I take a breath and let the message sink in – one false belief I harbored was that my confusion is a bad thing.
If you’re lost, isn’t it better to know you’re lost rather than stumble blindly deeper into darkness? Isn’t it better to admit being confused and open to direction? The man who doesn’t believe he’s sick will refuse a visit to the doctor.
We need people in our lives to speak truth to us when we believe the lies. We need faith in order to receive their words (despite whether or not we believe them). The people in your life are mirrors to see yourself in. I’m thankful to all the mirrors that reflect the image of God that we were created in so I can remember from where I came. A super special thanks goes out to my friends and family who helped redeem my birthday this year and give back a part of me that was lost.
-Thanks for reading – comments about faith and belief, false-beliefs, or on struggles celebrating yourself are much appreciated. Bless Bless
Tonight I simultaneously sipped some herbal tea and Martin Luther King Jr. writings. I came across an exquisite sermon he wrote in a Georgia jail entitled, “Shattered Dreams”. As I took in the flavor of MLK’s sermon about ‘absorbing the most intense pain without abandoning our sense of hope’ (Strength to Love, King, p.95) freshly painted pictures and video’s of Haiti’s crisis of the devastating 7.0 earthquake plauged my mind that I had just viewed on the Al-Jezeera news website.
The dreams and hopes to trade a better future for a weary past in Haiti were smashed in a matter of seconds. Death. Agony. Destruction.
MLK Jr’s dreams of non-violence, freedom, equality and ‘transforming the dangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood’ (I Have a Dream) linger on unrealized in the midst of violence, wars and greed that plauge our nation.
MLK asks the question in his sermon, “what do we do with unsatisfied hopes?”
He preaches to us to honestly confront our shattered dreams. This is the first step toward redemption. Applying this ointment of MLK’s preaching to our wounds today; What if we honestly confront our own smashed hopes of a better world and a better life? What if we honestly confront what has happened to our Haitian neighbors to the south? What if we daringly stared at these shattered dreams and mustered enough faith to believe that God dwells with us and with those in life’s most confining and oppressive circumstances?
I don’t know what would happen. I’d like to hear your thoughts.
I’m left thinking what else can we do but keep caravaning into the mystery of the crucifixion of Jesus of Nazereth as the gateway to find hope in utter brokenness.
Hello all, here are a few goals for incremental advancement in this human experience in 2010 that I’m thinking about….
My New Year Intentions:
-Be a damn good husband to Tiffany and love her in the cruciform style of the Messiah and learn to dance in the two becoming one mystery… (I’m getting married in March!!!)
-Seek God through; contemplative prayer practice, embedding into the scriptures, creative compassionate actions and experimenting new ways to celebrate and lament.
-Start back up with my interviewing habit.
-Write songs and rap my heart out, record raps, freestyle when the opportunity comes and make quality art and share it all over the land.
-Learn a bunch about gardening, vegetables, and herbs as I grow stuff at my house and at Roosevelt.
-Be creative and imaginative in my youth advocacy
-Being open to surprises….
These are a few of my new years intentions, what are some that are stirring in you?
The digital signal might not be so great but hey, the price is right and you can still get the goods. …But unlike getting free wi-fi from your neighbor, you are welcome and encouraged to tell us about your experience. Thanks and enjoy.
