RAW DJVJ

Robert Anton Wilson and the DJVJ Revolution.

"enter the mix"--Ninjajamm.





Friday, March 19, 2010. (edited 01/03/2017)


I dedicate this writing to Ken Campbell and the Science Fiction Theater of Liverpool, and to creative artists who use music, theater, and multimedia to inspire others and spread the wisdom across all corners of the metaphorical toast.


Approx. three years ago (now 10!) Matt Black, Ken Campbell, Alan Moore and Mixmaster Morris spearheaded a multimedia tribute to Robert Anton Wilson, held at the Royal Queen Elizabeth Festival Hall in London. This mindwarping event was at the vanguard of (2007) technology, directed toward expanding consciousness and connecting the emergent networks of raw-heads with wicked edutainment.


I helped connect Matt B with Deepleaf productions and the Maybelogic Movie/Academy, to record some of the exquisite video material used in the 2.5 hour extravaganza. With some help, I also managed to find an independent host for the entire show (sadly no longer) and have been ruthlessly promoting the event since March 2007, together with other works of Dr. Robert Anton Wilson

On the 31st of August 2008 the great British writer, comedian, actor Ken Campbell passed. He was the comic-glue who pulled the whole QEII tribute event together, as the raging ring master. Ken preserved the biting wit and information rich satire that I find budding within RAW. and that seems to me desperately missing from the the popular pop conspiracy movement. There have been a number of fitting tributes to the life of Ken Campbell and I hope that someday, somebody will produce an equally stunning multimedia tribute to Ken, like that which was made for Bob. (this has now been done)
I can also trace most of my reasoning for being here to Jung’s dream (Page 223 of Jung’s Memories, Dreams, Reflections) situated in Liverpool, a dream that inspired the creation of the science fiction theatre Liverpool. The theater that the science fiction drama group inhabited, first opened on the day that C.G Jung died (6th June, 1961) and is just down the road from where John Lennon and the Beatles first sang Yellow submarine, you can read about this on page 223 of Cosmic Trigger.


The fact that Jung called Liverpool the ‘pool’ of life is due to this dream he had. I find particular interest in the fact that the dream concerns the discovery of a swimming pool. More than half of the dreams i remember are in pools. I first came across the works of Robert Anton Wilson in the mid 1990’s while living in the UK, and the sources of my discovery lead me to deduct that Bill Drummond and the KLF, who were carrying the money burning flame of discord in the UK at that time, probably led to my coming across Cosmic Trigger. Bill Drummond and Jimmy Cauty were there, back in 1976 when Bill was working briefly alongside Ken Campbell, and Jimmy came to see the show. In the RAW tribute video Bill describes how he first came across the book Illuminatus Trilogy!


Bill spoke of his new seventeen project and ‘no music day’ that also came up on radio show (2009) on the 'late late breakfast show' that also featured my friend John Sinclair, who admires 'Wild' Bill Drummond, which brings us by a commodious vicus of recirculation back to the JAMS!


RAW attracted me to the United States in 2000 A.D and led me on a five year journey acriss-cross the United States and back to Europe (2005). The day after the Royal Tribute to RAW I flew out from London to Amsterdam and have lived here since then. I once caught up with Matt Black and Mike Ladd at a Coldcut gig when they played the 'Paradiso' club in 2008. (Breaking: Coldcut just released a new album together with On-U sound: https://coldcut.bandcamp.com/


Since the London performance Coldcut and the constellation of artists that appear under that umbrella have produced countless ‘live’ shows, recorded and released ‘tracks’ ‘albums’ and even a conscious social green movement called of energyunion, continuing they're trajectory into the uncharted territory of multimedia manipulation and networked sound artivism.


As some of the first visual jockeys (VJ's) and inventors of the first VJ software that I am aware of: VJAMMColdcut and by extension Ninjatune have been the mainstay of tech innovation. I was first attracted to Ninjatune by way of the Jazz Breaks series around 1994 and some of the early releases from Journey's by DJ’s, Luke Vibert, DJ Food, Amon Tobin and Funki Porcini. This new sound, to me, together with the emerging Bristol bass music scene, some Drum and Bass brewing in Birmingham and Wolverhampton, and the sounds of James Lavelle's Mo-Wax, oozed with dubbed out blunted beats. These sounds more or less shaped my musical cultural leanings for a while, and inspired me to acquire turntables, a mixer, and learn the arts of the DJ.


One sure fire sign that Ninjatune, or somebody at Ninjatune had a respect for RAW came when they released NINJASKINS: Ninjatune signature rolling papers. They came with a wonderfully intelligent fold out package describing various terms and phrases of Ninjatune philosophy, with RAW undertones. In collaboration with UK graffiti artist and music producer PART2 we made a tune that was released on Ninjatune’s sister label ‘Big Dada records’ in 1999. The track was called Quantum Mechanix’ from the album Equalibrium by New Flesh For Old Featuring DJ Weston. I carried the album to the US wishing to turn Bob onto Big Dada and Ninjatune.


After spending some time with RAW at the Prophets Conference Palm Springs and in San Francisco, I was invited to his home to conduct an interview on September 10th 2002. It was here he told me about a movie project he was working on with some locals tentatively called Maybelogic, and so i got in contact with 'Deepleaf productions' and quickly turned them onto Ninjatune, and some other musical entities I thought had an affinity with RAW, like cosmic-jazz cats 'Kosmic Renaissance' (The Supplicants). For this linking I was generously given associate producer credits on the finished movie, plus my mash-up from the DVD menu music, featuring Garaj Mahal bassist Kai Eckhardt. A movie all about RAW with a soundtrack including The Cinematic Orchestra, Amon Tobin, Boards Of Canada, Funki Porcini, and others, what?
I had done nothing more than send an email, but for me, after this spree of fortune i would tireless promote this movie and of the Maybelogic Academy (which sprung up in 2004 to provide online classes led by RAW) and of Ninjatune, playing many releases for over sixteen years (now 23) I credit Ninja with inspiring me to experiment with DJ sets and mixing techniques. Since moving to Amsterdam my musical diet changed once again, in favor of live music and writing projects influenced by my encounter with the giant of music, poetry, and activism, John Sinclair

"Although the circumstances for this event were somewhat rare and the resources to reproduce such an event based on donations for the most part, I still feel it stands as an testimony to Multimedia edutainment at its most terse and best, almost fully formed in its experimental launch that night the video teaches by example how educational lectures may look and sound like over the new decade.--Matt Black."


Although the show is 3 (10) years old, it has not picked up dust only moonlight, and it seems more relevant each day that passes, it stands as a great experimental interface between cinema, music, theater, comedy that I feel culturally binds America, Britain and the rest of Europe, and the entire world. All schools, colleges and University programs would benefit from such an interactive DJ VJ interfacing class.


For me Alan Moore produces consistent work that secures his place as the greatest living Englishman. A well rounded genius, and widely celebrated as such, he exhibits a creative interpretation of 'art and reality engineering', buttered up with RAW recipes. To see and hear Alan reading from ‘Masks of the Illuminati’ together with his wonderfully bright ‘eulogy’ for RAW (Featured in my Ninjajamm Pack above) was a heart thumping highlight of the evening in London, his accent made me feel personally at home. His first words from Masks included “A watchmaker in Amsterdam...” The following morning i flew to Amsterdam to attend the 'Jam in the Dam' festival and meet with the band Galactic, from New Orleans.


I have a long list of thanks and wish to add some extra names to those on the E-flyer’ Matt Black, Lance Boucher, Nigel Blunt, Nick Larson, Part2, Ninjatune office staff, Juice Aleem, John Sinclair, Galactic, Mixmaster Morris, Mike Ladd, Propanon, Toby Philpott.


"Ken Campbell: We did it in Liverpool because Peter O'Hallaghan had come across a dream in Jung's Memories, Dreams, Reflections. The dream changed Jung's life, persuaded him to buckle down to the unconscious for the rest of his life. Anyway, on page 223 he says something like: I was in a dark and grimy city. It was clearly Liverpool. It goes on . . . And this began to obsess Peter who was a proud Liverpoolophile. http://www.frogboy.freeuk.com/ken.html


“At O'Halligan's venue, known as the Liverpool School of Language, Music, Dream and Pun, artists became immersed in readings, performances and bizarre experiments. "It was the inspirational talking shop, where dole-queue dreamers developed their big ideas," Bill Drummond says. - http://www.guardian.co.uk/culture/2007/feb/21/europeancapitalofculture2008.liverpool

NinjaJamm - The final chapter (2017)

In 2012 a team of coders and developers came together to build a new audio remixing app called Ninjajamm. Spearheaded by Matt Black of Coldcut, the project became an instant success, winning the support of many NinjaTune artists, app reviewers and users.

Due to the unique share and remix attitude of Matt, NinjaJamm stands out as yet another example of innovative decentralized technology that encourages play, discovery and community, ninja jamming. Culture jamming and hacking are similar activities, re-purposed technology, crafty new tools. With literally hundreds of remixes of any given NJ release, everybody who has a device can download the app free! and begin remixing. Each downloadable ‘Tune Pack’ is like any other digital mp3 release, but with the major difference of being handed over as individual stems, to rearrange. This design intervention intervenes in the major record company world, by giving you and everybody else the means to make your own remix, share it, jam with others.

With a little effort and concentration it's now possible to create and upload your own Tune Packs, made with your own samples, and so tool-up creative audio outlaws, for little or no cost, and begin jamming. I recently made 3 Robert Anton Wilson inspired Tune Packs: ‘Kick Out The Jamms’  ‘Fly Raw’ (See Above), and ‘Fly Walk’ (watch this space)

Special thanks to Tom Grashion, who actually programmed the pack, and to  Alex, Aneek, Matt B and all Ninja's at www.ninjajamm.net





MaybeLogic Dome.


Find The Others festival was a three day confestival of discordia and high weirdness in Liverpool, November 2014. I organized the 'Maybe Logic dome' exhibition, which was a series of films made for projecting inside an 8 ft. inflatable dome (provided by Mario of immersive theaters). Although i didn't end up getting all the video together and rendered correctly for the show, the list of contributors helps to define my on-going vision for a touring Maybe Logic dome, or mobile pop-up Academy. I see the Dome projections as a new intermediary between virtual reality and augmented reality. You are sharing a 360 experience together, rather than in your own goggle world. Treats from David McConvile (BFI) Bobby Campbell, Youth, Coldcut, Alan Moore, Maybe Logic Academy Faculty, and Morley Markson. Plus DJ Food.


In the summer of 2014 it was announced that Daisy Campbell would produce a stage adaptation of 'Cosmic Trigger I" by Robert Anton Wilson. The Cosmic Trigger Play was like an ultrasonic magnet to me, and i made the trip to meet the producers and landed the role of musical director. Over the next 5 months i worked my balls off on recording, arranging, writing, and producing music for the play (with much help from the legendary Tim Egmond in Amsterdam) most of which was not used due to a late decision to have me playing 'live' drums. Some of the recordings went into a Ninjajamm pack called Fly Raw.


My original idea was to cut a vinyl record full of sounds and samples to be played during the performance, but a combination of factors, lack of funds and lack of time led to this idea being shelved. However, for the purposes of this article i think that there are certainly openings for turntables and theater to combine forces, Kid Koala Q-Bert, DJ Food, and DJ Spooky are already experimenting in this area. (See my published novel 'Sixty' and 'Open Source History' due for release later this year)


DJ Greg Wilson and Super Weird Substance are about to perform together with Alan Moore and full gang of RAW heads in Liverpool, April 1st. Celebrating the Mandrillifesto of Alan Moore, and the music dance entertainments of Super Weird Substance.


The KLF have announced a new album in 2017 and the release of a science fiction trilogy. The justified ancients of mumu seem very much alive and kicking. The DJ/VJ revolution continues to move minds and bodies across the planet, thanks to all those keeping it epic and encyclopedic, global and local. Peace.

--Steve Fly, Amsterdam 01/03/2017

Toot and Come-Inn: Cannabis Seeds and Finnegans Wake, and dogs, you dig?

Toot and Come-Inn: Cannabis Seeds and Finnegans Wake, and dogs, you dig?

By Steve Fly Agaric 23. (Dedicated to Sirius, the dog)


-- Is that answers? -- It am queery! -- The house was Toot and Come-Inn by the bridge called Tiltass, but are you solarly salemly sure, beyond the shatter of the canicular year? Nascitur ordo seculi numfit. -- Siriusly and selenely sure behind the shutter. Securius indicat umbris tellurem.
--James Joyce, Finnegans Wake, pages 512-513.



Back in 2002, when i asked Robert Anton Wilson by email ‘Can you give a list of items for our emergency survival suitcase please?” he replied:
Cannabis seeds, Finnegans Wake, one Rottweiler.”


RAW, like James Joyce and perhaps a rottweiler, rewards those who dig deeper. Do you dig? Beneath the surface lies a labyrinth, with seemingly infinite pathways, like the human mind, and like the cosmos. While processing a kind of special language, and the multiple entanglements at play, these writers help the reader acquire new, and enriched understanding. A fuller picture, contrasting, and with adjustable brightness, of both the work under investigation and the life of the mind of the authors.


This new found appreciation for all things, can be turned toward the self to produce reflections on the coherence patterns, and the incoherence patterns. Both mind-at-large, and the cosmos can be transformed, with luck into a holistic cooperative engine of creation: a fun house. Useful metaphors for this--turning onto a new perception and a perpetually refreshing appreciation for the interconnection of all things--are psychedelic drugs, and some forms of cannabis. Ideogrammic method, Pranayama, great art and stoned perception may share a similar neurological dog pound. It has been said before that Finnegans Wake produces the closest approximation of the LSD experience, in all literature. Once again this generally says to me: an increased perception of the inter-connectivity and entanglement of all things.   


Each of the three items Bob mentioned will be considered here to exhibit useful purposes for the survival of all around the world humanity. I'm taking this six word answer, and digging around through the shell-mound of history. I think that his answer deserves closer scrutiny, to be looked like a joke and a serious practical solution to our predicament. Please excuse my bias. I don’t own a dog, or spend much time with them, however i'm always within a few feet of Finnegans Wake and some cannabis.   




Cannabis Seeds: seedsmanchaps


Cannabis is a versatile plant, no i mean versatile, like over 50’000 uses and counting. Capable of supporting an entire planetary civilization, if we could just figure out the fucking sharing part of the equation. Hemp can be used for building materials (Hempcrete) textiles, food and drinks, essential oils, bio fuels, paper, plastics, the list runs on. The female cannabis sativa plant provides another long list of health benefits for both the body, and for the mind (a hidden bonus of the plant which has been known to humans and used for thousands of years, starting in ancient China around 2500 BCE.)
Seeds are relatively tiny and easy to transport, in a small hip sack, for example, you can carry seeds to sew a farm capable of supporting hundreds of people with both industrial hemp, and cannabis foods, and launching the equivalent of the entire Woodstock festival, into orbit on the buds. You can clone, and cross breed as you wish, and you can get off your botany and make cuttings too, exploiting the natural abundance of nature all around us: ‘the intelligence within the cherry stone’. These rather awesome conditions on planet-world make all the shit grow, and without claiming taxes, or ownership, or patent. I think that RAW is giving us a hint at a critical tool to help humanity get off the grid, by growing a self sustainable future, literally green, really high yielding, and full of fun, just like the books.




Finnegans Wake: [insert placeholder:-]



To start with my own thoughts on FW, i think that Europe, India, Asia, Africa, Indonesia and the Americas would benefit immensely from taking a leaf out of Joyce’s poetic, global congress. To mean, we will do well to practice searching for meaning, with sympathy, in the mega-haystack of over 70 different languages, every day, for the rest of our days on planet world. FW is a dry run for the future, a time-space when/where all your familiar maps and models melt away into the carpet, and all that you have left is metaphor. I think we would all benefit from an extra effort to try and understand the each other better. Consider, for one moment, if you can, what you are not, where you were not born, where you have not been. FW and cannabis seeds, in my experience help this exercise. As does writing itself. You, we, them, us all together on the sub, the spearhead glistening in the other hand of the narrative driver: the author, whoever she or he, or it be. And you, we, them, us, the tribe, we strive to nurture more sympathy, compassion for, other languages globally, and with dialects locally, so that cultures and people may become enriched, contrasting, brighter, nuanced, distinguished with all the stripes and shades of meaning, and all the threads of genetic biological matter and of narrative entangled anti-matter 'ideaspace' that makes up all-around-the-world humanity, and it's DNA code. The mother load.    

FW could be RAWs most highly regarded single book, although he might say ‘beware the man of one book’ FW blasts the world of literature to pieces, and lets you put it back together again, and each time differently. An inexhaustible difference engine. A language or ‘natlanguage’ so powerful that it affected everything what came before it, or after. A real page turner. The mother load of performances by example: the the tale of the tribe. Holy sacrament, which the author has wiped his own butt all over. A densely packed hyper connected literary cosmos, providing endless entertainment and induces the sensation of an eternal present, for me, and a really trippy--infinite flux of being nowness. As you can tell, i think it really is a great book. I mean, it has all the best words! And some of the biggest words

The first published article by Dr. Wilson, in 1959 was titled ‘Joyce Tao’ and these two themes meandered through his life’s work, perhaps underpinning his rare skill for resolving opposites with wit and intellect. Taoism and Quantum Mechanics were both major influences on his thinking, today the fields of quantum entanglement, and quantum non-locality are all the rage, and i feel the progression for these fields will be something like the development of a broader, daring discipline, more like Taoism itself, in that it includes the human brain body mind nervous system. A presents new tools with which to navigate these reality labyrinths.  

Rottweiler: Canicula


The study of dogs within the context of the work of Robert Anton Wilson led me to a mongrel, a Mutt and a Jute. Any that read Bob know of his interest in the sirius double-star system a.k.a the Dog star.
Some will recall the chapter in ‘Cosmic Trigger I: Final secret of the Illuminati’ where Bob quotes G.I Gurdjieff on Mr. G's typically cryptic writings about ‘burying the dog deeper’. Bob provides lots of evidence to suggest that the buried dog is 'Sirius’, buried to mean hidden. You dig? He goes on to suggest that the 'Silver star' of the Thelemic tradition may also refer to Sirius. All this comes after his famous July 23rd 1973 ritual, and subsequent contact with something weird, and something very interested in bringing Sirius his attention. Was it his own subconscious, E.T, a 6 foot Irish Rabbit? best read the book and make up your own mind. I think we can agree, with little doubt, that RAW implied that you may require a Rottweiler for personal security in the future, during a tsarist occupation, when you're busy tending to the plants or starseeding the Wake over the fence, to the neighbors.


I work with cannabis seeds, and i recently contributed to the third edition of the Waywords and Meansigns project: Finnegans Wake set to music) I do not own a dog. But i just found out that canicula is latin for ‘puppy’ or ‘canis major’ so the dog star might also be called the puppy star. “Canicula” appears in FW only 5 words away from “Siriusly”. Seriously. Now, i feel stoned.

I would also like to remind the reader of the meteoric impact that Dr Timothy Leary’s ‘Starseed transmissions’ had on RAW, and the line from chapter 69 of The Book Of Lies by Aleister Crowley “The way to succeed, and the way to suck eggs”

—Steve Fly.

Evidence from the good book:


if yet not,
after) is a wake, livit or krikit, and on the bunk of our
breadwinning lies the cropse of our seedfather, a phrase which the
establisher of the world by law might pretinately write across
the chestfront of all manorwombanborn. —58


wherein he had gauged the use of raisin; ads aliments, das doles,
raps rustics, tams turmoil; sas seed enough for a semination but
sues skivvies on the sly; learned to speak from hand to mouth
till he could talk earish with his eyes shut—130


looking backwards to
unearly summers, from Rhoda Dundrums; is above the seedfruit
level and outside the leguminiferous zone; when older links lock
older hearts then he'll resemble she—135


just becups they won the egg and spoon there
so ovally provencial at Balldole. My Eilish assent he seed makes
his admiracion. 144


but without those selfsownseedlings which are a species of proof
that the largest individual can occur at or in an olivetion such as
East Conna Hillock— 160


The oakmulberryeke with
silktrick twomesh from Shop-Sowry, seedsmanchap.—221.


So see we so
as seed we sow. And their prunktqueen kilt her kirtles up and
set out. —250


Rutsch is for rutterman ramping his roe, seed three. Where
the muddies scrimm ball. Bimbim bimbim. And the maidies
scream all. Himhim himhim. —314


I advise you strongly, along quaith a copy of
the Seeds and Weeds Act when you have procured one for
your self—447


I revolucanized by my eructions: the hye and bye wayseeds I
scattered em, in my graben fields sew sowage I gathered em: in
Sheridan's Circle my wits repose, in black pitts of the pestered
Lenfant he is dummed. (Hearts of Oak, may ye root to piece! — 545.


Jeminy, what is the view which now takes up a second
position of discordance, tell it please? Mark! You notice it in that
rereway because the male entail partially eclipses the femecovert.
It is so called for its discord the meseedo.—564


The eversower of the seeds of light to the cowld owld sowls
that are in the domnatory of Defmut after the night of the
carrying of the word of Nuahs and the night of making Mehs to cuddle—4: 15 593


Look what I found! A lintil pea. And look at here!
This cara weeseed. Pretty mites, my sweetthings, was they
poorloves abandoned by wholawidey world? Neighboulotts for
newtown.— 625


Quoted from Finnegans Wake, James Joyce, 1939.


"About dogs I will write elsewhere; here I will say only that no matter how much mechanistic biology I read, no dog who ever lived as a guest in my house ever seemed like a machine to me. They all seemed like four-legged people.Every LSD voyager has his or her own unique reports to offer; here I offer only my own recollections of my own experiences, expressed in my own favorite metaphors.After my first LSD voyage, dogs not only seemed even less like machines than before, but so did bugs and trees and birds and the starry sky itself. After my 100th trip, even I seemed less like a machine.I have not embraced pantheism or even panpsychism as a philosophy; rather, I have given up on philosophies entirely. I live amid wonders, which I file under the law of general semantics which states that no map can ever show "all" the territory. In fact, I think we should ban the word "all" from ordinary speech and restrict it solely to pure mathematics.--Robert Anton Wilson, LSD, Dogs and Me.
Helpful links,i hope. xx
http://www.waywordsandmeansigns.com/




A fake poem by an non entity called Acryllic Figa



A fake poem by an non entity called Acryllic Figa

tsars like russian oligarchs
like white supremacist cop tasers
like bullydon boys in pork 
tie and blazars like a global air born disease 
Severe Global Airborn Rightwing Syndrome

sgars across the planet
tsars and czars and little zazen
little father men
busy character armourin’

in tsars we trust
and i hope you bust
free from such tyranny
of we

to me you see the we
is the tribe of all around the world
humanity, the gene pool fool

we domesticated primates
with a god complexity
all together born of a mother
mates buddies sharing ecstasy
of blood flesh bones and skin
same same where begin
or bigend to mend

breathing together in
a masked conspiracy we blend days
the task: get from out the hell basket
mask and anti-mask it
in art and out art crafted

uplift the message of you to us
to me to them and to all
address the good people with general
assembly with put on a slight texan drawl

ladies and gentleman
i speak to the clique’ clearly upon
the tissue of otherness
that which is not me not mine to wine on
seems foreign to me like

phantom energy to teach me
about we to mean me and the others see
the other ‘me’s’ wrapped in TV series

on wide screen watch me’s
an old set of theories
that stereotype ‘me’s’
mixed up with beery sneer ideology

fictional ‘them’s’ and made up ‘me’s’
by screen writer devils and the
analytica sleaze
ad monster men 

well mark these tears
in coming years better learn
to know yourself dears
and get real cozy with you’re inner ears
me you and them shifting plural gears
and try to understand cuz’ 
it might take yonks

you and me maybe not so different after all
each tense about the other
often a squabble sometimes a brawl

similarity and difference hence me
and you to me to mean you as all humanity
the cosmos and everything
under the sun correspond
without within above below
beside the next beyond

you there in the mirror mask
with my face on it let me ask
where did you get my voice
the imitation games bond
nearly spooked myself

you and me or ‘I’ and ‘we’ for want
of better terms
to flip the coin and the perhaps
open a can or worms
heads or tales tribes or tribe
plural or singular
you get the vibe
plural brings choice and reason
the many the mixed the all in betwixt
unhinged unfixed and the difference again
and so on eventually with
flux the doors flap the cards are dealt

a choice of more than two
non-binary that’ll do
a verb cooks to progress
to accept the new data
broad and wide varied yes mate

the difference engine runs the differdance
evolution standing innovation
ability utility stability and levity
for personal identity
in quantity and quality crisis

divisions categories things in time
the men with little hands wave us
back to the bronze age with slime
little heart small brain big head
the great hoarders

with walls and borders
banks tanks gangs and
midnight marauders
and the tsar in me and the
tsar in you
security comes with maturity
pull down thy vanity

it maybe the anti-tsar in you that
dictates that as true
but who to blame who to same
who whoming who?

how to distinguish the others
by name birth sex age race
the tsar in you like Tony the tiger
brings out a certitude
a truly fictional comic enemy
place

to retribalize to trail blaze unfazed
picking up history of the new tribe daze
walk the maze of history
with a ragbag of poetry
astro black mythology and Yussef’s
happyology

what complex of origins fossils and maps
which gene pool ocean
what train which tracks
to binner bouter-space
I’ll see you there to turn tsars
into stars and space into mental
entanglement

gently astonish
government
we all become one
and outlaw the bomb
my tribe our tribe stop
the punishment
gravity pulls its historical point closer
but this hysterical joint jives
with my flow i will not utter his name
no lets just go

to the PR architects of doom
stunt men and supporters of the balloon
i pour whisky on your forehead
put acid in your salad cream and
jelly in your bassoon
trash machine messages to you
and a note to myself
know thyself know the others
do not be afraid to come out
from under the covers
come out come out
wherever you are
this is a message for banker
king MP tsar
we tsars too so don’t tell us
what to do

word to the wise to the
women to the poor you
are the majority
and you own the authority
to open or close your own backdoor
spectacles testicles
brandy reefer we think perpendicular
to the left/right griefer

to divide with pride in one side
not the other you dig sister
feel me brother
the other is a brother from another mother
stop hating and stop with whatever
be clever

play the game to tame sameness
unearth difference honour presence
being here in another’s shoes
cruise in the walking blues
running back with clues
past me’s and past you’s
in your ear and in your eye

out this coded substitute i try
to split identity with senses sense
up your nose and out your ass
this little rhyme
with no pretence we humans share
same sense organs grinding
the same hardware finding
manufacturing code hatchings
same lab or factory block
perhaps a different road some different rocks

equal and opposite others mode
only the software differs a toad is a toad
we are one family of individuals
so division of biological sameness
begins to slouch toward the heart
and minds of the people

divisive PR operations build on
precisely these divisive data fields
stalking us divisively
the psychological dead-visions
departministry of propaganda goose
lies and deceit

infected by sgars syndrome
cambridge analytica
a weaponized language machine
designed by artists stolen by masked
military industrial endtertainment
anti-media

NEWS SPEAK and DOUBLE SPEAK
a thin line right here—dear reader—i feel ya’
this writing is an open invitation tweet
me a turnfable technician
on a mission to gain a laugh on my feet
a paragraph with rare groove
make it new and make it

move by fluke or chance or crook
or no such luck look me in eye
tell us your tales tell em’ all
fly

once and for all on the wall
in the hall scrawl: in anti-masks
we lie, next to the bar
everyman and everywomen
is a tsar

for Bob.

—Steve Fly
Amsterdam
05/02/2017