Emma - ProfilesArchive

About Me

I've stood in forests at the edges of suburbs and felt a careless crowd tossing matches in my heart. Experience being alive, so that our life experiences on the physical plane will have resonances within our innermost being and reality, so that we actually feel the rapture of being alive. Oraganize. Say NO to oppression, institution, capitalism, systemic violence, genoicide, colonization, imperialism, racism, sexism, classism, homophobia. Foster creativity, love, strength, compassion and sustainability. Listen to your intution! End suffering. It is the earth that snarls and slashes with black jaquar eyes and teeth and incandescent claws the Paroah and his troops of delicate overcoat and medal delight it is the earth that reveals lies and recognizes with lightning and birds and bare feet and adolescent brows and cheekbones of lava the traitor and his wire hands and plantation laws and slave labor it is the earth flowing the dew of brave women and men on march with rivers and coffee plantations with salt and fury it is the earth that determines the new furrows the knives of plants of shining flesh the skin rising the viper of rhymes and guerrilla war breathing fire extinguishing the plague of silk web the false tower it is the earth that hurls red whips and elastic bodies infinite fingers and invisible legs that fly and smash the final throne the miniscule lie the throat and fist of the general the boss the shocked supervisor it is the earth with its moss and its deep ovaries and sperm that spill their honey and sweat and unleash the rain and purify with their heat it is the earth that recognizes the squandron of planes the uniform of shadows and silver the barracks of business and anquish and takes of hired blood the flag of iodine, dust and rage in the center of camp the tongue of the American President twisting with nuclear spit Earth Send the women of your blood like the suns Send the workers of your branches like lightening Send the guerillas of your peaks like tigers Earth Amid the metropolitan streets Amid the alleys of fear... Amid fever Amid death To make a quake of victory to make a cluster of liberated world to make a song in flood It is the earth It is the earth that triumphs. -Juan Felipe Herrerawww.earthcyles.net Desert Rock Resistance

My Interests

Dry River bike riding, anarchy, free spirits, radical politics, ecology, music, dance, traveling, astronomy, photography, reproductive rights, human rights, sex education, activism aka change, fashion, french, russian constructivism, alexander rodchenko, poetry, egon shiele, hip hop, graffiti, quantum theory, DIY, crimethink, feminism, peoples, photo journalism, samba, sand over social movements

I'd like to meet:

free spirits, freedom fighters, graffiti writers, artistas, dream makers, booty shakers, good spirits, nudibranchs and other sea creatures, poets, creative minds, revolutionaries

Music:

j-live, aesop rock, tribe, de la sol, atmosphere, outkast, kweli, mos def, guru, hi tek, beatjunkies, KRS1, the roots, t-love, blackalicious, quasimoto, medusa, dead prez, lords of the underground, woo tang clan, k'naan, the last poets, mirah, bjork, le tigre, herbie mann, billie holiday, rage against the machine, nancy sinatra and lee hazelwood....among many others

Books:

The Cynosure the four aggreements, slaughter house five, the giving tree, a wrinkle in time, harold and the purple crayon, ishmeal, 100 years of solitude, days of war nights of love, crimethink for beginners, leaves of grass Pablo Neruda, Angela Davis, Emma Goldman, Carl Marx, howard zinn..bla bla blaBe the Media

My Blog

andar com fe

I walk with faith, Faith doesn't usually fail. Faith is in a woman Faith is in a coral snake in a loaf of bread faith is in the tide in the daggers blade in light in darkness...
Posted by Emma on Tue, 27 May 2008 11:57:00 PST

The Secret of Poetry

When I was lonely, I thought of death.When I thought of death I was lonely.I suppose this error will continue.I shall enter each gray morningDelighted by frost, which is death,& the trees that sta...
Posted by Emma on Wed, 31 Oct 2007 11:58:00 PST

RIP

Jon, We saw you in to the next life. And you road away in your pumpkin coach.Jon Anderson Jon Anderson, nationally acclaimed poet and recently retired Professor in the English Department at the Univer...
Posted by Emma on Wed, 31 Oct 2007 11:51:00 PST

conversations in list form

I used to turn up the leaves under bushes in the park and look for pill bugs, we called them that. (Small armored creatures that rolled up into a ball if they were disturbed.) Actually they are more c...
Posted by Emma on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 05:25:00 PST

play

In the time of speaking the manner of things time was kept by the uncoiling of the vine. A broken clock says it's half past nine but the sun is high, at least past noon, too soon to know, the squ...
Posted by Emma on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 04:28:00 PST

Little Backwater

I saw myself in your eyes& thinking about your soul.O oleander white.I saw myself in your eyes& thinking about your mouth.O oleander red.I saw myself in your eyesbut saw that you were dead. O ...
Posted by Emma on Wed, 01 Aug 2007 12:42:00 PST

shadow boxing

If we are not busy being born, growing, living we are dying.It is our fear of our own shadows that makes our inner journey scary and necessary. Until we face the powerful forces there-- feelings of wo...
Posted by Emma on Tue, 31 Jul 2007 03:56:00 PST

annunciation

And when he left, she only thought of wheat fieldsripening, the scent of something newly washed,this summer sky, more beatiful thancloudlit wings,his solemn shoulders....
Posted by Emma on Mon, 30 Jul 2007 11:02:00 PST

Live

I'd absently copied the world "live" on my notebook. The word for live and live is the same, different states of consciousness. Yes,We are going to die one dayand the cells in our bodies commit...
Posted by Emma on Mon, 30 Jul 2007 10:51:00 PST

String of Memory in Prose

(When Orion's body washed-up on the shore, Artemis saw what she had done. Inconsolable, she placed his body within the heavens, together with those of his hunting dogs. According to certain legends, t...
Posted by Emma on Sun, 29 Jul 2007 05:33:00 PST