backbone

I called up a friend I haven’t spoken to in years when I found out she had scoliosis. A fellow tattooer from Detroit, we were both in a documentary together. We met when she came to Cincinnati like eight years ago, since then I’ve traveled to Detroit a few times. She tattooed the scissors on my left arm, with the banner that says “SHARP!”

So much life lived since we last spoke. I’m really happy to reconnect with her, and hope to work together more this year. The love never went anywhere. Nothing happened between us, her family grew, I moved around. We didn’t purposely stop talking to each other, just didn’t have reason to stay in touch outside of social media.

I sent her a before and after pic of my spine curvature and was telling her about how I did it with the foam roller and binaural beats. She told me how she started working in the medical field, and has a great chiropractor that she really trusts. Her chiropractor was explaining how scoliosis affects other organs, the slightest movement or pinch can cause an avalanche of discomfort or pain. Organs can start to break down, since the spine is the neural passageway that links the mind to the rest of the body. The entire network of nerve cells is compromised by the misalignment, which affects how nerve impulses are transmitted. The spine being the operating panel for the body’s entire nervous system, scoliosis can cause anxiety and emotional imbalance. The nervous system processes and interprets sensory input, determining our ability to respond appropriately. The brain and spine are so connected, they are one. The brain is the flower or seed, the vertebrae is the stem.

When she started getting adjustments, she said she was crying all the time, and the slightest thing would set her off. It makes you feel so vulnerable, I said and she agreed. At first, I wasn’t sure what was happening, I was just trying to make it so my lower back disc wouldn’t feel like they were pinching. It was causing muscle spasms. I started the process of straightening my spine during winter of 2015 going into 2016. This explains my erratic behavior during that time.

I wasn’t sure if my emotional pain was caused by physical pain or vice versa but I was spazzing on everyone. It was so bad that I was walking around hunched over at a 90º angle, throwing my shoulders forward to stretch the length of my back, as well as dragging my back down stairs, pressing pressure points on the ledge. With the foam roller, I adjusted my spine continuously, and it changed overtime, fusing in its new position. From the shape of the foam roller, I was able to push any part of the protruding curve into a straight axis. When this process begins, the vertebrae is somewhat dislodged, and you have to continuously pop and stretch the vertebra discs so they do not return to its misshapen default position. Proper postures and yoga poses and binaural beats remedy this.

This also makes sense as why I was so reactive and easily triggered by things, bringing up the past as if it had just happened. My lower back stored memories from 15 years ago. My chest and sternum was holding memories from 10 years ago. My neck, which is straightening now, contains the programming from the past five years. These are the memory timelines that are activated by where I feel the cracks and pops on my spine. The chakra system has been an excellent tool in diagnosing and balancing myself.

I’ve been mainly working on the spine but my hips, shoulders, ribcage, and abdomen have all adjusted. All of these are much more symmetrical, especially in the abdomen. I may have gotten taller. Emotionally, I’m more stable and less extreme. I don’t say that my nerves are bad anymore. Change the inside to change the outside. What strikes the shell does not budge the pearl inside.

I must be gentle and patient with myself as I now recognize that I was undergoing a deep recovery process. I realized it when I first saw my updated x-ray (2017) but after talking with Alyssa, I learned that the psycho-spiritual aspect of healing involved toxic purging, re-integrated abandoned emotions, unexpected breakdown, feeling all the way vulnerable, stripped of defenses. Thank goodness it happened when it did and not a moment later, more organs would have suffered. I’m so grateful for this new insight that explains the chaos and confusion of mental breakdowns from a couple of years ago. I didn’t see what was happening on the inside at the time but I now get to live inside this new body that endured the hard work of necessary transformation.

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Planets Plan It

Nothing gets done without deep focus, even while multi-tasking. Uninterrupted immersion on one task at a time is key to seeing things through completion, or at least measurable progress. The lifestyle of creative entrepreneurship requires one to wear many hats, playing various roles. Even if you are in one industry, the different opportunities and responsibilities within that field can make anyone who serious about their craft, a wide-ranged individual. If you own a business, work is never done. There are no days off and all the overtime you can get. The to-do list will always exceed the number of hours in which completion is possible. Stay dreaming, stay working. 

Time is not linear, but exists in multitudes that come full circle, overlapping on other trajectories based on plural realities. We overestimate what we can do in a month and underestimate what we can do in a year. Plan some, improvise some, but everything is not in your hands all of the time. “It will never work out exactly how you want, and if it does, don’t trust it. It’s the devil.” Dame Dash one said on an interview. 

Astrology captivates me because it’s a map of time, based on star positions and personality archetypes. A new moon in virgo comes two weeks after a full moon in pisces. A new moon is a sun-moon conjunction. Virgo-pisces are opposites. Plus, It’s always changing. Do you ever look up at a swiftly shrinking moon and wonder where the week went? It went from gibbous to crescent because that what’s a week does on a spinning planet.

Time management, just like an exercise routine, can increase performance when you switch it up. In the gym, it’s considered body confusion. In the office or studio, it’s a shifting your hours. Sectioning off your time is puzzling at first, especially if it is made of parts that contradict, seem to have nothing to do with each other, or utilize completely different modes. A big challenge is shifting gears from one mode of thinking like problem-solving and repetition to a creative mode that encourages you to deviate, take risks, daydream new possibilities. The same frame of mine required to organize your space is a different setting than being on the floor, present for clients. You need time and space for it all. Going from getting rid of things, to research to maintenance to managing inventory, communicating with customers, marketing, branding design, etc, most entrepreneurs work nonstop, doing a little bit of everything.

Before being able to create a stricter regime for my hours, I lived on the planetary week for about a year or so. It is based of the ruling planet for each day. When you observe the etymological root of all of the names of the week, it corresponds with the planet. 

Monday – Moon – Luna – Lunes 
Tuesday – Mars – Marte – Martes
Wednesday – Mercury – Mercurio – Miercoles
Thursday – Jupiter – Júpiter – Jueves
Friday – Venus – Venus – Viernes 
Saturday – Saturn – Saturno – Sabado
Sunday – Sun – Sol – Domingo 

Based on the ruling planet for the day, I dedicate that day for doing tasks that correlate with the themes of that planet. 

Monday – Moon 
Reflection
Writing, Reading, Meditation, Yoga, Planning, Quiet time, Introspection

Tuesday – Mars
Action
Art for clients, Business decisions, Signing contracts, Meetings, Drawing, Tattooing

Wednesday – Mercury
Correspondence
Emails, Errands, Packaging and Shipping, Grocery shopping, Inventory, Meetings

Thursday – Jupiter
Expansion
Branding, Promotion, Sales, Marketing, Publishing, Designing, Merchandising

Friday – Venus
Enjoyment
Art for self, Leisure, Self-care, Friendships, Grooming, Priorities and Values

Having a overall agenda for each day helps me keeps the wheel spinning, since my lifestyle has many different parts. Nothing will get done if you’re thinking about all of it at once. Taking things one day at a time without fretting tomorrow or regretting yesterday is the way to go. Naturally there will be some glitches and lapses, sometimes Tuesday type tasks get done on Monday, then you have to catch up on Monday chores another day. Then there are the hours you have to account for, within the days. No matter what, each day takes on the direction of its ruling planet, so the galaxy may be contained in a week.

How to Get Unstuck

The comfort zone is a nest of stagnation. Change, growth, evolution is each person’s birthright and mission. You’re not supposed to stay in the same place, same thinking pattern, doing the same things. Yes there is power in repetition, but the kind of repetition that creates waves of progress through steady improvement, not doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results. Movement isn’t always progress and sometimes it looks like nothing. Sometimes it doesn’t go according to plan or match our preferences, but that doesn’t mean like life isn’t working for us. This is a bullet point list designed to help me and others who may feel like me at the moment.

  • Identify blockages, obstacles, negative habits. If you don’t have clearly defined goals, it may be because something that stands in direct opposition of your desires is taking up your time, energy and money. Habits reveal priorities, there is no secret that behavior does not reveal. If you feel stuck in life, that means you are admitting that something that you are doing is not working. Something is draining your energy, blocking a stream of motivation. You know what it is! It may be more than one thing, start with the easiest thing to quit. Know your temptations and limits. Set new limits. Wage war against your distractions. Weakness and laziness towards your negative programming will slowly destroy your life.
  • Dig deep within. Why is it so hard to overcome these things that feel good but are no good for us? How is the gratification too irresistible to delay into a reward that we will feel better about later? What happened to you, that shrunk the bigger picture and stole the hope out of your future? Seems contradictory, but doing what we desire can be a challenge if you don’t feel deserving. Trace the habit or pattern down to where it started. Addictions and survival tactics occur when a person is trying to escape or fix a problem, long after the problem is over. Trauma has no expiration date and can grip a person’s mind and self-concept into a static time capsule, in which the person who holds the memories, recreates the same storyline because they are afraid to let it go, afraid to become greater than what the past showed them. How did your negative pattern or habit start? Who influenced you? Were they correct? Does it serve you? Does it honor your highest potential? Once you shed the origins of the negative, you can in the opposite direction to find the positive. Surface-level bandaging won’t help. Sometimes you have to dig to pull, don’t be afraid to confront the dirty skeletons. Then, you can clearly define your goals and purpose.
  • Take massive action. This is a phrase Tony Robbins loves to say. Take massive action, get into your body, motion creates emotions. Nothing will happen if you just sit there. Bring your physical body into it, to make it real, to feel it and make it tangible. Once you align your thoughts with your intentions, you can align behaviors with your intentions. There are certain goals that you won’t be able to achieve without purifying and building up the physical body. Build the body required for the lifestyle you seek. The physical body is a vehicle that requires constant nourishment, movement and rest.  You live inside of it until you die. In the meantime, make it count and use it, don’t abuse it.
  • Allow yourself to enjoy. Have fun. You can take your life seriously without being serious. Purpose should not be compromised at the expense of personal happiness, but both should remain together. If you’re successful and miserable, are you really successful? Laughter, comfort, pleasure and a sense of lightness does not have to deter from work but actually make it easier. Also, happiness is magnetic. No one wants to be around someone with a bad attitude or a negative outlook. Good customer service and effective relationships will require you to manage your emotions. No matter what is going out outside, around you, no matter what anyone is doing or has done to you, your sense of happiness is your sole responsibility. Life is hard and unfair to everyone but meant be enjoyed as much as possible.
  • Be grateful. The tireless cliché of thankfulness is tried and true because it works. Gratitude solves most existential woes. Gratitude is taking inventory for what you have, what you want, and attracts more of what makes you feel good. It keeps you humble and makes you deserving. It closes the holes in which the illusion of loss may seep. Loss is an illusion because they are a result of expectation. Expectation for what has not happened yet or did not happen the way you wanted to, causes suffering because the person is attached to a reality that is not there. Everyone is led my delusions to an extent. Why not subscribe to an empowering delusion, one that claims that goodness and glory are on the way? Our delusions create self-fulfilling prophecies because life is happening for us, not to us, in ways we cannot fathom.
  • Help someone else. To teach is to learn twice, to give is to multiply joy. It’s important to not confuse service with empty generosity. I’m not talking about the kind of energy that wants to help and critiques everyone else without looking at themselves, or gives to receive and constantly brings up what they gave, in order to get. True generosity asks for nothing and good service is a pleasure and privilege to both. It creates value through recognizing value in others. I think God designed humans in such a way that one has a problem while another has a solution. And the one with the solution has a problem that another person has the solution to. My point is, we are stronger together. Personalities widen perspective. Competition can be constructive. Dissolve pettiness, don’t keep score but be honest with yourself about how other people make you feel. Are you building resentment through unrealistic expectation? To give is its own reward. Helping others feels good because it reflects the nature of abundance. It takes you out of your own head and minimizes the weight of your own burdens. To have much is a responsibility, but it doesn’t have to be a dreadful obligation but a wise advantage in bringing balance into your world. Do you believe the world is safe enough to trust others? What relationships are important to you? How can you improve your relationships?
  • Do something different. Surrender to the beginner’s mind. Look to the past to see what you have done before, and prove the exception to your own standard. Explore and let yourself be wrong. Go away from your usual environment or setting. Deviate. Take risks. Study your own patterns and invert them. Use a different color, redraw your logo, forget the past. Don’t hold onto mistakes because everyone has them, learn from them. Live as if you have an old life you refuse to go back to. This way, those lessons were not learned in vain.

root / work

“They called her a witch because she could heal herself”

is how the saying goes. With that in mind, I once said “A witch is only as good as her ability to heal herself” to a sniffling sister while bringing her a steaming cup of antibiotic tea. Boil a cup of water with some chopped ginger, add apple cider vinegar, honey, fresh squeezed lemon, turmeric, cayenne pepper. Surprisingly sweet and tart from the lemon and honey. The spice from the pepper drowns out the vinegar and turmeric without taking away the apple. It tastes like a lot of things at once, earthy, spice, sweet, citrus. If the mucus is heavy, add garlic with the ginger.

On the 29th of october, I popped my calf muscle from jumping up too fast to answer the door. Limping hard for days but healing quickly, I slept a lot and was frustrated by my lack of mobility. I couldn’t put any weight on the ball of my foot for two weeks. and I walk A LOT. I know the quickest route to get anywhere downtown. Hopping along, I did things to ease the pain like massage it and put ice on it but only so much could be done to speed up the healing process. I ate a lot of plant protein and things with vitamin C, after reading that is how the body produces collagen. I left a lot of things on the floor. Everything felt like an excruciating task. Time felt like it stood still for me while rushing fast for everyone else. After all, it was a torn muscle and muscles don’t grow back overnight, not as easy as blasting cold symptoms out your system with a hot mug of roots and spices.

The root chakra deals with survival, identity, the fight or flight mechanism, reproductive organs, lower half of the body. It is located at the base of the pelvis, its color is red. If the sacral chakra was Mars, the root would be the Sun. The root chakra contains the source of the kundalini energy that travels upwards. It develops from birth to the age of one. The first of the seven major chakras in the body, it sits at the bottom of the spine and top of the upper body: the very center of the human anatomy. The foundation for the second floor and the roof for the basement, where we carry most of our weight and get rid of waste.

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I operate from the belief that all things physical stem from nonmaterial thought and intention, and that there is no such thing as coincidence. The small thing explains the larger thing. Physical illness or injury is spiritual first, since the body is the temporary home for your soul. So depending on the body part, system, or condition, there is some symbolic meaning or corresponding significance relating to your life journey that your body is forcing you to pay attention to. You are where and how you need to be, in whatever condition you are in, and it is your sole responsibility to manage the physical health and wellbeing of your vehicle. The big picture is made up of smaller versions of itself repeating unto infinity. The past and future is made of millions of nows.

So somewhere in this time-space-continuum despite my time-sensitive demands, my leg popped. Universe wanted me to sit the fuck down. At first I was in denial about it and still moving and grooving, limping and hopping through my errands. Rikki told me I need to take a bath so I did, threw in a bunch of drops of essential oils, a bundle of dried chamomile, a pinch of activated charcoal, pink himalayan salt. Can’t believe I don’t have any epsom salt. Anyway, it relaxed my muscles to the point the pressure I had been putting on it caught up to me and I couldn’t walk the next day or two.

With the right intention and level of surrender, medicine is everywhere. Water, heat, time. The time it takes to heat water. Relaxation. Touch. Rest. These are the things that some injuries require, not constant picking or stitches or casts or crutches. Also I could have used a crutch, but I didn’t want to go to the hospital.

The root chakra governs the lower half of the body. So a leg injury would most affect and be affected by the root chakra, root chakra work is what would be required to heal the leg. If my calf muscle didn’t strain, I would not have had the time to slow down, sit down, scrub off the dead skin and get right within before upscaling, turning my attention to my surroundings and not my innermost being.

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At the same time I was was trying to tend to business while limping hard, I ran into a guy I kicked it and hit it off with before, at a friends place. Enthusiastic about what I was working on, excited to have crossed paths with him, disregarding the shooting pain in my right leg, we exchanged numbers. I hopped along.

The root chakra rules the reproductive organs. He seems to be attracted to me for physical and nonphysical reasons. He can tell I’m smart and likes how I think. He pays attention to what I say I want. I like him, and I like being liked by him, I want to know him better while allowing him to do the same.

First impression made him like how I think, but the more we talked, what became clear was what I think about. I surprised myself with how much I talked about past loves, failed relationships, life-altering traumas. Not all of them, not in great length or detail, but enough to portray myself fraught with issues and baggage. Blame it on Venus retrograde or being a Taurus, I sure know how to hold onto things.

For so long I have felt defined by my capacity to love, I didn’t realize how much it made me emotionally and psychologically dependent on the memories of those who significantly changed how I love, whether through pain or ease. I want to be more than what I’ve survived. Perhaps there is some wisdom in using mistakes as a manual.

The root chakra deals with survival. To balance it, enables you to let go of what you do not need.

I know I have this thinking pattern of self-deprecation. Sometimes it’s as blatant as my sense of humor or as subconscious as self-sabotage. Why is my response to his attraction, to display aspects of myself that may make me unattractive, despite how true? I want to find out if it’s real so I give him the real. But what’s real doesn’t always have to be brutal, and flaw doesn’t make anything more real. I think my real self is somewhere between the perfection of outside projection, and the bad bags I carry. These memories in my shelf have no expiration date but are useless in recipes. Maybe not totally, since it’s still being served. It’s almost as if I take his interest as a challenge, to demystify myself. He finds me intriguing, so I maybe I murder that intrigue, because it puts me on a pedestal that could turn into a cage? It’s not about him. It’s narcissistic. It’s me recalling things I’ve survived while he learns the survivor.

Working with the root chakra comes in handy when one is feeling insecure, frightened, disconnected from your body or the world around you. physical or psychological paralysis can be mended by tending to this chakra.

Why do I resurrect the ghosts I’ve worked so hard to banish and get away from? I endured and survived toxic relationships and I’m not there anymore, I won. What did I win, if those hollow trophies take up space? And how can I be both winner and victim? Winning victim? Yes these things happened, sure they are a part of my story, but I am shaped because of the pieces of me that have been chipped away, or am I the ice or clay or wood or stone that is retained? I perhaps need to create a separate sculpture entirely, to satisfy myself into the new identity of someone who made something of it, since a mere retelling of story won’t satisfy it. some sort of kinesthetic conquering through creativity. I don’t want to be the bitter storm that dampens a sweet sky, even if it is all just air, heat, water.

To some extent, that’s how life is, we are shaped by our traumas and tragedies, assigned our personal demons to slay, with challenges to not become them despite how dirty the fight is. Perhaps it’s just a part of getting to know someone, specifically me. The process of dis-identification comes with maturity and evolution, like a shed reptile skin. Eventually you just push yourself out without knowing how it’s going to look when you do. The triggers that don’t trigger you anymore. Once fully processed, you don’t need to tell the stories of the shots that set the triggers happened in the first place. What you share, and when, is so much a part of intimacy that it’s damn near the whole point.

The positive emotions associated with the root chakra are security, loyalty, sense of community, while its negative emotions are fear, prejudice, blind faith.

Even if I tell these stories, I don’t want to introduce myself with them, I don’t want these experiences to define me, not anymore. My baggage does not make me interesting, I am interesting despite my baggage, not because of. It’s like I am trying to sabotage his interest while at the same time enjoying it, testing him. I need to know that the interest is real, and if it can be spoiled through finding out the worst parts of me, so let it be. I don’t want him to function under a delusion or illusion. Nor do I want to delude myself with a script that needs to be retired, and characters that have moved on. I have forgiven, but have I detached?

The base of the spine contains untapped infinite energy potential.

These emotional issues may be the underlying reason why I feel stuck in life, at least right now. My attachment to the script is the termite colony underneath the foundation. Sure I stay busy but am I progressing? I don’t know what confronting and releasing the negative thoughts I have inherited is going to look like, what that sculpture will be, what that recipe will taste like. In the meantime, I’m eating squash and potatoes and beets and carrots, meditating on the bright red orb between my hips, pushing upward, opening and closing, while my limp inevitably fades away. My intention is to achieve balance and alignment with my desires, get to a place where I perceive the world as a place safe enough to not wear scars as badges, and abundant enough to not have to carry old things. And even when I do revisit, I won’t feel shame around it. Through time, relaxation and touch, the tender sores of emotional loss become not numb but a part of the body, carrying energy from one part to another. You’ll limp until you walk.

the end of october

matter botattica is my life. i don’t have the free time it seems, since i take my hobbies very seriously. even leisure is productive. reading and listening to books and whatnot. taking care of my health and body is key. the morning ritual affects so much. a lot depends on relationships which depends on character and mindset. being a business owner has changed my life, forced me to grow in ways i would not have otherwise. it’s been almost two years now. i didn’t start working part time until i worked completely for myself. it feels like i’m doing a nice thing for my art, by not demanding that it cover my living expenses, it can breathe deeper and be more honest and move on its own time, because a rushed pace is not required. i’ve become more flexible in the ways i allow myself to show up. flexible meaning listening to my needs, checking in with aspects of my identity that need to be watered to thrive and share.

ever so often it’s good to switch up the time management schedule just like with exercise, muscle confusion invigorates new parts of your body, bringing excitement and making things feel new. the beginner’s mind is hopeful and confident, not brow-beaten and bitter.

i don’t claim seasonal depression anymore, we broke up last year. i lost a lot of fat in 2017 from jogging, eating less, being more active. if i can use my legs to turn any sidewalk into a track, i can alter my internal physiology to shift my external circumstances. i can heat my body up, no excuse. time doesn’t stop just when it’s hard to get out of bed. that’s the kind of body confusion that jolts your bones and muscles awake.

i only need seven hours of sleep, so to wake up at 6am requires me to go to sleep at 11pm. if i stay up until 2am i can still get up around 9. ever so often, i go to bed but can’t sleep. usually 5mg of melatonin and a binaural frequency will do the trick, other times it still won’t do. even when i can’t get sleep, i’ll still get rest, not checking the clock, not opening my eyes, stubbornly playing sleep until i get there. i wake up, not remembering when i fell asleep.

i love mondays because it’s full of possibility and potential, it is the quiet morning of the whole week. halloween hasn’t past although people wore their costumes and did their partying and potlucking over the weekend. last night i carved a pumpkin and brought out a skull and candles for the window display.

the place only feels inviting if you’re invited. lots of people pass by, looking in the windows but i don’t mind if they don’t come in, i’m busy working and although it’s functional as a store front, it’s not there yet. i don’t have a register set-up or price tags or have the inventory displayed properly. i’ve been using the front counters for storage more than display.

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october is the april of autumn, the spring of the cold, the beginning of the holiday season, starting with death. all hollow’s eve, samhaim, dia de los muertos, all these different cultures know that the veil between worlds is the thinnest around this time.

i think of my dead homies, friends who i knew in their lifetime but are no longer in the physical: icky, samba, hassan, mike. i think of my relatives that lived and passed oceans away from where i grew up, i see the face and hands and smile of my grandmother.

i ask the spirits to bring warmth and sweetness and good health to my family and friends, i thank them for allowing me the space to hold others space.

harvest season: virgo, libra, scorpio.
service, assessment. benefits, association. focus, transformation.

this week i have to: design flyers, cancel a shop account and switch platforms, make signs, draw some tattoos, finish a illustration for a book cover, work on window display for isaac down the street.

i’m going to start posting every monday and thursday, and maybe another day in between, even when i feel like i have nothing to share because i know i always do, just overthinking it. truth is, i have more to share than i know what to do with, just got to do it.

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ntozake shange’s passing is making me think of how language can be utilized, inspiring me to honor the power in poem. this unchained undulating dialectic tone, the same letters forming words the way you hear them, so they are not just terms on a page but living descriptions of noise used in a world that needs to say more with less.

my favorite poem i know of hers: “my father is a retired magician”

My Father Is a Retired Magician

Ntozake Shange1948 – 2018

(for ifa, p.t., & bisa)

my father is a retired magician
which accounts for my irregular behavior
everythin comes outta magic hats
or bottles wit no bottoms & parakeets
are as easy to get as a couple a rabbits
or 3 fifty cent pieces/ 1958

my daddy retired from magic & took
up another trade cuz this friend of mine
from the 3rd grade asked to be made white 
on the spot

what cd any self-respectin colored american magician
do wit such a outlandish request/ cept
put all them razzamatazz hocus pocus zippity-do-dah
thingamajigs away	cuz
colored chirren believin in magic
waz becomin politically dangerous for the race
& waznt nobody gonna be made white
on the spot      just
from a clap of my daddy’s hands

& the reason i’m so peculiar’s 
cuz i been studyin up on my daddy’s technique
& everythin i do is magic these days
& it’s very colored
very now you see it/ now you
dont mess wit me
                 i come from a family of retired
sorcerers/ active houngans & pennyante fortune tellers
wit 41 million spirits critturs & celestial bodies  
on our side
              i’ll listen to yr problems
              help wit yr career     yr lover     yr wanderin spouse
              make yr grandma’s stay in heaven more gratifyin
              ease yr mother thru menopause & show yr son
              how to clean his room

YES YES YES		     3 wishes is all you get
     scarlet ribbons for yr hair
        benwa balls via hong kong
           a miniature of machu picchu

all things are possible
but aint no colored magician in her right mind
gonna make you     white
        i mean
	       this is blk magic
you lookin at
	         & i’m fixin you up good/ fixin you up good n colored
& you gonna be colored all yr life
& you gonna love it/ bein colored/ all yr life/ colored & love it
love it/ bein colored/

Spell #7 from Upnorth-Outwest Geechee Jibara Quik Magic Trance Manual for Technologically Stressed Third World People