An Update! The censorship and poor Internet connection of this country has bound me to silence for the past few months. Check out some of the new songs. I’m returning in July, and will be working on the new album for the rest of the summer. It should be out by mid-Fall of 2009, maybe after Ramadan, maybe after Samhain, or maybe after the “We Give Thanks for the Land We Stole, Yay America!” Day in November. Either way, it is coming.
I’ve finished the outline and story for the graphic novel I’m working on with Matthew Warlick, my partner in crime and life and love. Check out our blog, Stolen Skies.net, which once I’m out of the censored zone will be updated MUCH more regularly, especially regarding new finds with the Rock Wall.
And, finally, a note: this year has been pretty much the biggest head-fucking, mind-blowing, and paradigm-awakening trip I’ve ever had. I’ve found radical, kindred souls 7,000 miles away in one of America’s most fascist allies, Saudi Arabia, the last of the true monarchies; despite it’s abuse and perversion of the teachings in this country, I’ve learned about and integrated Islam into my amalgamation of spiritual guides, especially Sufism; and most importantly, I’ve completely and hopelessly given my soul over to Love, in all its varied forms, pains, and ecstasies. So with that, I give you this manifesto. Hopefully it will ring as heartfelt, as it was when I wrote it. Namaste, and Salam alekum.
Manifesto
I desire to see through all things. I pray with the will of the Universe that I may see beyond death, beyond life, beyond good, beyond evil, and that I may understand my Shadow to know that I have nothing left to fear. The reason I write so many “dark” things into my music and my world is because I’m constantly testing them, learning about them, and in doing so, not invoking them as much as I am inspecting them. When I do this I begin to see that it’s all just energy; it’s all a thin veil that is not meant to be chain mail, it’s not meant to be titanium. It’s supposed to be gossamer. There is very little that is all light, that is all darkness.
And in my heart I truly desire to know the depths and heights of Love; this is the mystical teaching of all ages. That Love is death, Love is life, Love is being ripped apart at the seams and then put back together again because it’s the only thing that can be done. When you are truly vulnerable, truly in submission to both Love and the Will of the Universe, the Divine Will that runs through all things, you will be cast deep unto the rocks and ripped apart as a raft would be dashed by a hurricane. You are not the hurricane. You can never be the hurricane. You can be a sail, and catch the wind. You can be a dolphin, and ride the waves. But you cannot be the Force behind all things.
You must work from this place, the heart. That which leads you off course is that which says that Fears are real, that that which you fear is physically manifest and can actually do harm to you. Yes, it can do actual harm to you; you can go crazy, you can channel energies beyond your control and you can bring into existence something much more terrifying than your mother’s Ouija board can. But it is not you. You are not it. You are not the Darkness, and it cannot actually take you physically or mentally.
This is not what I believe, but what has been revealed to me through silence. Through asking. Through coincidence, metaphor, and manifestation. I have come to this place through the work of others who have sought the same path; and though sometimes I have found their work wanting, I know that this is only because they are not on the exact same path I am on. I am on a path unique to all else in existence, as everything in existence is unique unto itself. But we are bonded eternally by the force that unites us beneath our concept of our path, our individuality; we are united by that thing we call God, the Universe, and ultimately, Love. In Love I go and in Love I create, and in Love I shall leave my trace on this world, even as in Love I give my mortal body to the wind.
