may we all be heard
words are bells
let them ring!

Thom World Poet Austin, Texas, USA
Global Radical networker and activist for promoting the live Creative Arts,
at every possible opportunity, especially in his home-city, Austin, Texas, USA

Monday, March 12, 2012


Want to get away from the hustle and bustle of bills and THE MAN?
Want to "go country"/try a new identity,drop out ,man?
Want to get "off the grid"and grow organic lifestyles,man?
Rousseau to Thoreau,Sierra Club to Slab City
You take the city to you whenever you camp
leaving nomadic gypsy lifestyles for permanent settlement
Even hunter-gatherers had defined perimeters/songlines and singing
changed from coast to desert,swamp to rainforest dreaming
It is when you sediment gravity enters-fences,borders,territories
Look becomes word becomes fist becomes knife becomes gun
Wild West was never won-it was taken via occupation
And repetition is simply not knowing the alchemy of association
Tribes define space,time is an Empire,territory is all we know
Outside us -aliens.Within us,too.I know me-but i don't know you!

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