"When Angels Speak" by Sun Ra, recited by Saul Williams. Original Animation and Direction by Mertcan Mertbilek
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Marshall Allen - Prelude
00:09
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When angels speak
They speak of cosmic waves of sound
Wavelength infinity
Always touching planets
In opposition outward bound.
When angels speak
They speak on wavelength infinity
Beam cosmos
Synchronizing the rays of black darkness
Into visible being
Blackout!
Dark Living Myth-world of being.
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Faith can be a bridge
Between what is called reality
And what is thought to be myth
For myth is a word
And a world all its own.
Myth has attributes
Magic, impossible
Faith all sympathetic
To the word myth.
If you are not a myth
Whose reality are you?
And if you are not reality
Whose myth are you?
The purpose of life
Decree: -- death . . .
The purpose of death
Decree: -- life
The purpose of life
Decree: -- death
The purpose of death
Decree: -- life
Death -- life
Life -- death
Purpose -- aid -- end
End of life . . . . . death
End of death . . . . . . life
Circle eternity
At one ment atonement
Destiny equation
Eternity
Revelation.
Limited eternity
Purpose . . . . aim . . . . end
Purpose aim . . . . end
Man!
Citadel of etrenity
Planes of inverted comprehension
man! man! man! man! man!
Destiny fate
Circle etrenity
Eternity circle
Eternity era of error
man! man! man! man! Man!
What is this seeming life
That always seems to end in that seeming death?
What is that seeming death
That always seems to end in
That seeming life
For it is ever that: the eight
The Eden.
The paradise where life begin
And death death.
The state of life
The state of death
Atonement . . . . . .
Onement
One . . . . .
Circle.
Eternity . . . . .
One
O . . . Perfection endedness
Endedness Endedness
In deadness
Endedness
One.
Man has become as one
Man has become as one of us
You can not stay in the garden
You can not stay in the garden
You can not stay in the garden
Of Paradise, it is a garden for neophytes
Arise man out of your oneness
The name of one is forbidden
To you
Taboo . . . Taboo . . .
Sacred . . . Forbidden . . .
Arise man
Oneness is of confusion!
They sought to be as one
At the Tower of Babel
Beware man!
Taboo . . . Taboo . . .
Taboo . . . Taboo . . .
Forbidden
Man
Beware
The sacred name of one
Do not seek to
Usurp the name of the sacred one
The sacre done
The sacre done
The sacre done
Beware man
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Air is Space
Air is Melody
Air is Manner or Spirit
It is the air that we breathe
That is important to the active existence
Of ourselves
Likewise it is the air
That we listen to
That is important to the active existence
Of our minds
And it is the air
That is the important point
Of the state of the cultural life of an
individual or nation.
The spirit of things is the way of things
And the way of things is the manner of
things
Is the active state of things
And the state is the word
Because “to word” something is to state it.
To word To state
Word State
Word Ward
To word Toward
To word Toward on
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Anything can give up its life,
Why don’t you give up your death?
Why don’t you do something different
Something that was never done before?
So that the universe will know you’re here
So you can stand and speak to the universe
And say “Here I am!
I am just like you:
Endless, Immeasurable, Eternal, Impossible”
The universe has shown you the way
Go out look at the stars
They’re always around
Go out and look at the sky
It’s always there
Go out and look at the sun
In the morning
It’s always here.
Why do you have to go?
Why should you leave the stars
And the sun and the moon
And the universe all alone?
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Somebody else's idea of somebody else's world
Is not my idea of things as they are
Somebody else's idea of things to come
Need not be the only way
To vision the future
What seems to be, need not be
What need, had to be
For what was is only because of
An adopted source of things
Some chosen source as was
Need not be the only pattern
To build a world on
Somebody else's idea of somebody else's world
Is not my idea of things as they are
Somebody else's idea of things to come
Need not be the only way
To vision the future
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I have forgotten.
I had to forget
The yesterday way,
The yesterdays path . . .
I seek
I seek
A better place
Not like the plane of the one dimension paradise
The one dimension Babylon,
The one dimension one!
Not like the place of shame confused with glory.
I seek a vaster realm than that
Or this
I seek a vaster realm of profitable enlightened vision,
A region-realm of chromatic truths, truths of alter-reality, yet . . . . . .
Abstracts of living-cosmo design
Full of warmth and planes of light from other worlds.
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Jive Poetic - Flight
00:36
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What I thought I am
I am not
What was and is
Is not
What dreams were mine
I am not
What was and is
Is not
The laughter, the tears
The fleeting years
Like pages read and turned
Are not
Gone like a sigh
Or a bird swift
In sudden flight
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Sunrise
Love in its splendour
Reaches out to a lover like me again
Sunrise in love love love ever lasting
Sunrise
Love ever lasting
Speaks to me in metaphysical harmonies
We move to celestial rhythms rare
Up word and out word to delight in the mysteries
Sunrise
For the world to see
Sunrise
In outer space
Love for every face
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I have nothing
Nothing!
How really is I am . . . .
Nothing is mine.
How treasured rich am I
I have the treasure of nothing . . . .
Vast endless nothing
That branches out into realm beyond realm.
This and these are mine
Together they are nothing.
The idea of nothing
The notion of nations
Nation . . . . notion
I have the treasure of nothing
All of it is mine.
He who would build a magic world
Must seek my exchange bar
In order to partake of my endless
Treasure from my endless realm of nothing.
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This is the Space Age
The age beyond the earth age:
A new direction
Beyond the gravitation of the past.
This is the space age.
This is the disguised twin of tomorrow
Striking upon the earth
With relentless power
Like a perpetual whip.
This is the Space Age --
Prepare for the journey!
You have a rendezvous
With the living wisdom
of the unadulterated fate.
Prepare for the journey!
Like a happy child
You will step out of the pages
of the blinding-blend of the book,
And gaze astounded at
The Endless space of the Cosmic Void.
Your new course is the Cosmic Way --
Your new vehicle is the Cosmic plane;
You will learn to live the Cosmic Way,
You will learn to journey with courage --
With the fiery aim to reach
The even greater day
of the even greater tomorrow
The greater tomorrow of the Cosmic Age.
The second main is the master key
From the heaven of Outer-Space.
The second main
Is the second principal
The principle:
Cosmic-Timelessness of the Cosmic Age.
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This is my day
A sunny day
This is my day
A sunny day
With so much to give to all
Bright beams
Striking at the shadows impartially.
This is my day
I have so much to say
Out of the sun colors come
Like spores the rays strike the earth
And forms of being take shape to be
Being raises itself accordingly
To the vibration of the ray to which it syncronizes itself.
The invisible light is the ultra-light . . . . the darkness
The darkness is the cosmo-light . .
The all pervading all
Thus the cosmo-equation of the light
Is that the darkness is as the light
So distinguish the meaning of this
And ultra BE: an Ultra-Being.
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This is not to convert
To lead, to persuade
It is of the spirit of the wind.
And what does the wind know?
It never tells.
Where does it go?
It never tells.
Either of the where of, to, or fro
Nor do I.
If everyone is of this planet
Why must they disagree as they do?
The wind wends its way ever is and on
Trails of clouds sail a path airborne
By the spirit of the wind.
The wind/air/melody/sound
Is
The spirit is air
You need wings to ride
To fly
With the spirit of the air.
The air is melody
Music
That those who feel
Might feel and hear the expressions
Of the feeling
Of the sound
Of the adventure
Of the Living Spirit.
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Fire has many degrees
Brother of the Flame are like the Fire
For every flame, everywhere and anywhere
Whether large or small
Is a living being
Of the brotherly cosmo-degree of the fire.
The fire is a living being of the non-physical plane
Fire is truly spirit: when it seen, it is still not physical
It is a living breathing being!
For all fire breathes the air
It burns by air.
Out of the wind comes the fire
The fire is the wind
So close are they in spirit
Until each is the spirit of the other.
Twins they are of potent demonstration.
The fire is
And the wind is
Two invisible giants are they.
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L'Rain - I Deal In Souls
01:19
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I deal in souls
The stuff of which dreams are made
More delicate than finest lacee
More valuable than all the precious gems in the world.
I deal in souls
Tender souls
Souls yet reaching in search
Souls of spiritual growth
Who feel themselves strong
I mold them with my fingertips
(tho they are unaware of this)
I shape each to be a separate part of each
And yet complete within itself.
I deal in souls
I make them to become nearer to what they seek
I make them to become nearer to what I seek
This double destiny
more precious to me than written words
(more precious to me than futile sounds
of vanity from traitorous lips)
I deal in souls I see them as they are
And not as they pretend to be.
I deal in souls
It is not amiss that I speak to my prized possession
It is not amiss that I speak
Words which are strange to the world
But which have deepest meaning to every soul
That hears my voice
And listens intently
To the things
I do not say
Rather than to what I say.
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They are all in darkness . . .
When black Prince Charming
Arrayed in deeds of splendour
Comes to awaken black beauty
Sunbursts appear in dark disguises
Bringing to fore
The strange truth of Eternal myth
Is the Sound; It is the
Sound truth . . . Music Sound
And there always is music
The music always is
Whatever is
Always whatever is the music is
The sound pure
The sound symmetry
Equational values: vibrational
Differentiations: rhythms,
Harmonies, thought moods, Pattern
Silences that speak
Cohesive points bridges connect
opposites . . . . . .
There is black sound
The code
Projection sensitivity
Force reach decision
Perpendicular spirals
Galaxies, planets, earth
Man and his world
And the other world of man
Comprehension response
To the world of angels
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Never say you are unloved
I love you
In all the simplicity of the word
Never say you have no friend
How dare you feel that way!
I am your unknown friend
How long before you know
If I deny you
It is only love
Seeking a way to make you hear
The thought essence of being
It is too late not to be your better self
Your beauty to me is your discipline
If you do not need it now
You will need it then
If you do not need it here
You will need it there
Do you find these strange words for love
Indeed!
I do too
But love is some other truth opposed
Here
If I deny yet I care
No one could ever care more
Than I
Still you may not understand.
But do you must!
Consider this
Well I am jealous then
And why
But it is always why and why and why
That mystery
You are not supposed to know
But I told you yes
Then I told you no
The vice/voice of the other realm
Outerness there
Listen . . . listen to this
Never say you dwell alone
And think you walk unseen in the darkness
Of the dark black hue golden brown of you
Here Am I companion friend
Black youth, please understand!
Other youth take heed
prepare
discipline-precision
You will see an abstract tomorrowness myth
A triumph of otherness love
Not the earth definition of . . . . . . . But then
What does the earth know about such things?
Still you shall claim it too
It is great enough for that and more
Not at first meant to be that way
But second thoughts bring other thoughts
Into mind reality/myth
Other youths if real in the myth shall partake.
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Jive Poetic - Nothing Is
00:34
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At first nothing is;
Then nothing transforms itself to be air
Sometimes the air transforms itself to be water;
And the water becomes rain and falls to earth;
Then again, the air through friction becomes fire.
So the nothing and the air and the water
And the fire are really the same---
Upon different degrees.
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We must not say no to ourselves
When there is a greater deed to do
We must not say can't
If it is not imperative that we should
But we never should really believe that we can't
Whenever it is for our necessity good
We must not synchronize with anything less than art-wise dignity
It is either that we are natural-constructive-achievers
Or something less than the natural self.
The rendezvous time is here
I see a prophesy:
Across the thunder bridge of time
We rush with lightnin' feet
To join hands with those
THE FRIENDS OF SKILL
Who truly say and truly do.
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Intergalactic music is of the Outer Darkness
Therefore it is of the greater Blackness
And from that point of view
It is Black Infinity
And from that point of view
It is Natural Black Music.
. . . It is the music of Natural-Black Infinity . . . . . . . . .
It is unlimited in scope
Immeasurable in it's multiplicities and potentialities.
Natural Black music projects the myth of Blackness
And he who is not Black in spirit will never know
That these words are true and valid forever.
I speak of different kind of Blackness, the kind
That the world does not know, the kind that the world
Will never understand
It is rhythm against rhythm in kind dispersion
It is harmony against harmony in endless coordination
It is melody against melody in vital enlightenment
And something else and more
A living spirit gives a quickening thought.
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If I told you , "I am from outer space",
You wouldn't believe a word I said.
Would you? . . . Why should you"?
You've lost your way . . . . . .
You should have nothing to say.
You've lost your rights
To walk on Jupiter and Mars.
And even other worlds unknown among the stars
Among the stars.
You've lost your rights to the pleasant
To the pleasant things of being.
You've lost your rights,
Your cosmo-interplanetary-intergalactic
Eternal-rights of Celestial being.
Hark!
This existence is not what it seems.
True, it is of the truth, it is existence;
Yet and still . . it is not being . . .
If it were of omni-being, it would be.
And what is called life
Could be seen from a different view
To be enclosed in an abstract-prism
Haven-heaven-hell
For shades and shadows
Of the inner darkness.
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The airy heaven is the empty space
The division of heaven is inner and outer
The limited heaven is the inner.
The outer is the outer void and the inner is the inner void
Space . . empty . . . void.
The third heaven is the area heaven #3
It is haven #3
It is known by the name earth which is a permutation of
The erth is the foundation of itself, it is in space three
It is as the beginning, a place of berth
It is an O or A O
Which is the alpha-omega
Of the material plane #3
But ev[e]ry planet is an O
Earth is Ao #3
Or the third o from the sun.
The inner air from another plane is like the counterpoint
To a central theme . . . . . The enclosed vibration . .The enclosed sound
Some sounds are limited . . the limited sound repeats itself over and over
It is a cycle: an eternity never changing
The outer spirals move brilliantly with vivid precision
Ever varying, ever outward and ever onward . . . . . . .
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language of honor, it is a noble precept, a gift of the Airy Kingdom, music
is air, a universal existence . . . common to all the living.
Music is existence, the key to the universal language.
Because it is the universal language.
Freedom of Speech is Freedom of Music.
Music is not material, Music is Spiritual.
Music is a living soul force.
That which is of the soul is the greater light
The light of greater instruction . . .
The light of culture and beauty
The light of intensity and living power.
The name of Music is Art.
The name of Music is played by infinite instruments.
The name can lift dreams from nothing to reality . . .
And keep them ever before the eyes . . .
Like once silent voices burst into song, the name strikes the ear
And the sound of it rushes like a wild thing and takes its place as the core of
even the minutest part of being.
Music has wings, it moves upon the wings of intuition and thought.
Music is the Ambassador of the Airy Kingdom.
Sound . . . Cosmic Vibration . . . Life
Pure life like pure blood is negative.
It is time to consider the negative plane of existence. It is time to consider Music
as a plane of wisdom and a weapon of defense against the past and the
condemnations of the past.
Blood when negative is pure.
The negative is the symbol of the pure.
The Music of the past is positive Music in the same way the past is symbolized
by the positive.
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