March 31, 2015

Emancipation Complex

From African Rhapsody by X-ray-Robinson (author's profile)


18 Feb 2015

The Exhausted Pursuit of Being Authentically Free
By X-ray Robinson

I spent my first 100 years dodging left-turn bullets and invisible non-right strings that know exactly how to pull it—fool! But a common voice was in my right ear, near. It sounded dear, so clear. The more I listened the less I heard fear.

And so I started making these right turns until I found out I was moving in a circle direction of perception that was, is, spiraling me upward. And so—I wanted to hear more clearly, the gospel sound that was, is, holding me upward, bound away from static and all things tragic. It was, it is, fantastic! I swear to god it's magic.

Right turn after right turn, oh so fast the spin that I burn now, hotter, first flames and heat, then the implosion! Right turn to an explosion. It's dramatic. I'm a right turn fanatic! It's magic? Magic!

The things I really know and need to recognize. The way I understand until I see how to overstand—that I can pull a rabbit out of my hat; make a nightmare a dream; turn towards the oceans as I swim beyond life's streams; I believe I can fly! Right turn the appropriate curve, that non-left lean. All the time I had this ability. Darkness tried to pad it, but I had it—my magic! Turned my signal on and up. I see a bright turn, a light turn. Yeah, and it's my turn.

It is my right to right turn.


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