LYRICS! KP Kev the Poet, the Wishing Well sessions, Winter 2016

GETTIN DOWN

(produced by Chemical Problem

Just gettin down…

Just gettin down…

Just gettin down…

 to get up!….

Sometimes you got to get down

…to get up!

Sometimes you got to get down

…to get up!

I might sit down…

I might get down…

but that won’t mean I’ve given up!

I might have me some me time…

But in the mean time…

I’m visualisin’ gettin up!

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VERSE 1

Just gettin down to get up, lit it up, Hit the switch

lluminated the environment with lighting, now you’re enlightened.

Got inspiration from Bristol to Tasmania, Small World to Ozora (temporary Zions)

Shamballah to Boom Town, From London to Brighton,

From the Magpie to the Upper Florentine to Chi Wholefoods with Rainbo Lion

and from Matter to the Hive dons switched my mics on.

From supporting Chester P in Passing Clouds to Congo Natty in Lakota,

Zion Train in Trinity, I’m not sure which was doper.

Or performing in Stonehenge as a Bard among the Druids,

I kept it real, and kept it Hip-Hop with a reggae flow that’s fluid.

But when depression set in I didn’t feel like reppin

I kept indoors to release… the pain and the stressin

It’s all exalted, the curse was a blessin

time to write and time to heal, and I’ll come back with brand new weapons

the pen is mightier than the sword, and still ain’t no half steppin,

I’m full steppin to steppers dub with all my synchro bredrin!

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CHORUS

Just gettin down…

Just gettin down…

Just gettin down…

 to get up!….

Sometimes you got to get down

…to get up!

Sometimes you got to get down

…to get up!

I might sit down…

I might get down…

but that won’t mean I’ve given up!

I might have me some me time…

But in the mean time…

I’m visualisin’ gettin up!

Just gettin down

Just gettin down

Just gettin down

 to get up!…. x2

Just because you aren’t making progress as fast as you think you should does not mean you’re not making progress. Keep going! Relax, but keep going. And shine.


 

Planet Earth

CHORUS

Planet Earth, …concrete on damaged turf

Where mans have burst… dams n worse for a fatter purse

Mother Earth… concrete on honoured turf…

I kiss the rose quartz on her alter… for her worth. x2

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Standing Rock… hard… like an obelisk

I fell in the cauldron as a baby like Taliesin and Obelix

I boil pots of healing herbs, algae and plants  like Getafix

If you need chlorella, neem, or CBD see me to get a fix.

Prescipicise of global warming on the edge of mass flooding

Guess ya wish politicians and energy companies were less money grubbing

Earth goes through her cycles, Earth will be fine,

but is this humanity’s time to go… or time to shine?

Let’s change it all, we don’t need these chains at all, do they use their brains at all?

It’s unsustainable… if it’s not sustainable…

Sharing is caring, whatever’s available giving,

solar panels, car batteries, crops… Sustainable living.

Maybe we need to reassess priorities and pollution’s the penalty,

living in babylon… and music’s the remedy,

Babylons just a state of mind… and music’s the therapy…. maybe it’s high time for renewable energy.

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CHORUS

Planet Earth, …concrete on damaged turf

Where mans have burst… dams n worse for a fatter purse

Mother Earth… concrete on honoured turf…

I kiss the rose quartz on her alter… for her worth. x 2

OUTRO

Let’s change it all, we don’t need these chains at all, do they use their brains at all?

It’s unsustainable if it’s not sustainable.

Sharing is caring, whatever’s available giving, solar panels, car batteries, crops, Sustainable living.

Maybe we need to reassess priorities and pollution’s the penalty, living in babylon and music’s the remedy,

Babylons just a state of mind and music’s the therapy, maybe it’s high time for renewable energy.

On planet Earth, …concrete on damaged turf

Where mans have burst… dams n worse for a fatter purse

Mother Earth… concrete on honoured turf…

I kiss the rose quartz on her alter… for her worth.


 

Sweet Ting

VERSE 1:

Sweet Ting,  the epicentre of each other’s comfort zones,

ignoring the vibrations from our mobile phones,

when we’ve got to get up for work, missions or roam,

its hard, it’s oh so hard for me to leave the girl alone.

It’s difficult leaving her, I believe in her.

She’s a sweet ting like Stevia.

Reading up on Dzogchen buddha, cooking up the healthy food, huh?

She’s a sweet ting like coconut sugar,

she’s wise, full of good info and the best advice,

her wisdom’s a good addition to anyone’s life

She’s compassionate with X amount of empathy,

I’m so lucky to share with this angel Heaven sent to me.

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CHORUS:

her smile is the sweetest ting in the world. I’m so unbelievably lucky my sweet tings this girl.

Her hug is the sweetest ting in the world…I’m so unbelievably lucky my sweet tings this girl.

Her kiss is the sweetest ting in the world. I’m so unbelievably lucky my sweet tings this girl.

Her love is…the sweetest ting  in the world. I’m so unbelievably lucky my sweet tings this girl.

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outro?:

We walk through the orchard of delight

holding hands n picking apples for an apple pipe.

Her eyes are blue with gold… just like

…two circles of labradorite…

 

(Dungeons and Dragons)

electric blue illumination of clouds, wondering aloud, …and standing proud,

honest communication leads to open heart relation, …empathy over retaliation.

Competition’s not better than collaboration,

more beneficial than nationalism’s seeing just one nation

love expressed through the subtlest of gestures…

open-ended benefit, I’m existing for her pleasure.

open-ended benefit, open hearted,

open minded, not hard to find its always there,

it’s not something we find but something we remember,

remembering to remember with a tribe that’s tender as fierce,

yin energy receives but yang pierces,

weird it’s unfamiliar but at the same time home,

between each breath’s where the spirit guides roam… stop…. Pause. (16)

Breathe…

believe in yourself, admit your fears,

now your braver than you were, see what a love warrior shares

is not the spoils of killing but stories of will and willing

to love and learn, and build bridges we once chose to burn.

Like the saying, “anger is sadness’ bodyguard”.

Let go of the anger, let down your guard.

Don’t try and be soft just be…

Just be… don’t try and be hard. (8)


WISHING WELL

INTRO

om lokah samasta sukhino bhavantu,

I wish for all beings in all dimensions to feel the love vibration

I appreciate appreciation, and honest communication…

I wish for all beings in all dimensions to feel the love vibration

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VERSE 1

I wish for everyone to feel relaxed, like just after you’ve climaxed,

been paid cash, or told they mind even less than you that you’re unwaxed!

Relaxed, free from tension or anxiety..

Like you found the comfiest reclining seat in your ideal library.

I wish for everyone to feel Confidence, self-confidence, not unconfident

, you’re all part of father science and mother nature –  that’s common sense.

I wish for everyone to feel content like resting on a beach somewhere sunny

or a pile of their own money, abundance is freedom sonny.

I wish for everyone to feel they’re manifesting abundance with ease,

happy to work in bliss and joy, with synchronicities.

I wish for everyone to feel secure – securities, not insecurities!

But secure in uncertainties, deep rooted like oak trees.

I wish for everyone to feel shining like the single sun.

I wish for everyone to feel connected like Earth to everyone.

I appreciate appreciation, and honest communication…

I wish for all beings in all dimensions to feel the love vibration.

CHORUS

I’m thankful and grateful for relaxation, self love,

abundance, and blessings from mother earth below and father sky above.

I’m thankful and grateful for love, confidence – even gratitude,

freedom, comfort, security and a positive attitude! x2

om lokah samasta sukhino bhavantu,

I wish for all beings in all dimensions to feel the love vibration.

I appreciate appreciation, and honest communication…

I wish for all beings in all dimensions to feel the love vibration.

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VERSE 2

I wish for everyone to feel the Love, sufi winged heart of an eagle or dove,

rise in love like a bird, no need to fall like a shove,

I wish for everyone to feel affection, the strongest bond, yes, the fondness the;

admiration, appreciation, sympathy, empathy, honesty.

I wish for everyone to feel gratitude, for being and seeing,

the gratitude for witnessing mother nature, and believing

Gratitude will increase the amplitude of attraction to what your feeling

to your longitude and latitude, increasing your being.

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I wish for everyone to feel freedom, spread wings, you’ll need em!

They’ll say “what a fine specimen -let’s feed him and breed him!”

I wish for everyone to feel free,to do what their soul needs,

what inspires their hearts, and to feast on what their soul feeds.

I wish for everyone to feel comfort, whether or not you feel some hurt,

to feel loved, nurtured, and supported through shadow or sun work.

I appreciate appreciation, and honest communication…

I wish for all beings in all dimensions to feel the love vibration.

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CHORUS

I’m thankful and grateful for relaxation, self love,

abundance, and blessings from mother earth below an father sky above.

I’m thankful and grateful for love, confidence – even gratitude!

freedom, comfort, security and a positive attitude! x2

om lokah samasta sukhino bhavantu,

I wish for all beings in all dimensions to feel the love vibration.

I appreciate appreciation, and honest communication…

I wish for all beings in all dimensions to feel the love vibration.


 

Ninjas vs Wizards… (edited)

It’s like wizards versus agents, ninjas vs angels,

yeah wizards and angels vs ninjas and agents,

ninjas vs wizards x4

It’s a little bit ridiculous isn’t it,… but from my perspective it’s just the way it is.

Wizards vs ninjas. Ninjas vs wizards. X2

MI5 and CIA’s agents and mercenary ninjas

overseas with an economic hitman’s hit list.

There’s no need to hide my face, look they’ve already seen my facebook,

we profiled ourselves in the empire’s database. Oops.

But Matrix agents and ninjas could never beat noble wizards,

who choose not to fight or compete – they’re just snowflakes in my blizzards.

Angels vs agents, ninjas vs wizards,

and in a way it’s racist if we blame it all on lizards..

We were never krusties, we were Rebel Alliance, ignorance blinds us to US and UKs Evil Empires, stealing oil, splitting atoms, abusing Jedi science, but the sins of our politicians never defined us.

Now I’m more like bendu, I see the illusion of light and dark, it’s all exalted benefit and I’m just playing my part. Is that light, good, positive? It’s all love from the start, so I laugh at nations and corporations while waving my staff.

like Darth Vader on E, or james bond, he’s

more like that Alchemist double o seven John Dee

but not at her majesty’s secret service unless her majesty’s mother earth it’s the rapper with the deep poems or poet with rap verses.

It’s like wizards versus agents, evil ninjas vs angels, yeah wizards and angels vs ninjas and agents,

ninjas vs wizards x4

It’s a little bit ridiculous isn’t it,.. but from ny perspective it’s just the way it is.

Wizards vs ninjas. Ninjas vs wizards. X2

BUt it’s the illusion of division, like war between religions… My ego saw separation where there isn’t… Everything is one and that’s a given… It’s your reflection you’ve forgiven… You’ve got what you need so look within.

I’m one with the Lord, and the Lord is with me

I’m one with the Goddess, and the Goddess is with me

I’m one with the Tao, and the Tao is with me

I’m one with the quantum force, and the force is with me…

 


BLISS + JOY = NOW

I’m the master of time and space…

I ‘m the joker, the King, the Queen and the ACE.

I’m abundance for freedom and power,

I’m bliss plus joy equals now is the hour.

I’m a Melchizedek advising kings, king of peace

I’m Elijah mocking spiritually impotent priests,

“you have no power over me” – ‘Labrynth’ –

I’m like David Bowies codpiece,

that means I’m the centre of attention, the centre of the bindu point z/ero point energy where peace releases tension.

I’m the master of time and space, one love intervention,

agent of good karma and good angels are my henchmen.

I am the master of time and space…

I am the joker, the King, the Queen and the ACE.

I am abundance for freedom and power,

I am bliss plus joy equals now is the hour.

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Super Kev with the money and the funding,

the freedom, power and abundance to invest in some things

positive, to spread love and wisdom to the community.

My super power’s increasing love and unity.

You wanna learn the skill? Chill, the workshop’s sold out.

I’ll put you on the waiting list, I got you, no doubt.

My super speed n super strength leaves my push bike worn out,

and lovers passed out on cloud 9 like “ah wow”.

My super hero mansion fosters love and community

Altruistic philanthropist with tree-houses between two trees.

Ewok village, some of the workshops in yurts shock

visitors to the love lodge not ready for nudity.

Psychedelic decor, it looks like Ozora

Meets Wayne Mansion, meets Cirque de Soleil on tour, huh?

Children teaching adults Bible, Koran and Torah

Taught to respect all cultures, know their rights and the laws, huh?

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I’m the master of time and space…

I’m the joker, the King, the Queen and the ACE.

I’m abundance for freedom and power,

I’m bliss plus joy equals now is the hour.

I’m a Melchizedek advising kings, king of peace

I’m Elijah mocking spiritually impotent priests,

“you have no power over me” – ‘Labrynth’ –

I’m like David Bowies codpiece,

that means I’m the centre of attention, the centre of the bindu point z/ero point energy where peace releases tension.

I’m the master of time and space, one love intervention,

agent of good karma and good angels are my henchmen.

I am the master of time and space…

I am the joker, the King, the Queen and the ACE.

I am abundance for freedom and power,

I am bliss plus joy equals now is the hour.

____

I love smiles, I travel to events for miles for smiles.

I don’t get excited by travelling to Ikea for tiles.

I love hugs, they make me happier than booze or drugs,
With middleclass ravers… or rudeboy shotta thugs.
I love meeting friends through miraculous serendipity,
linking team members through spectacular synchronicity.
I love watching cartoons, and spitting raps like harpoons
…I love star-gazing under dark moons.
Did I say love cartoons like Steven Universe? Thought he was truly cursed
til he mastered his powers… and he speaks the cutest words!
I love deep stories like detailed anime arcs.
I love sunny days under trees in the breeze in play parks.
I love performing, post-performance feedback’s heart-warming,
the next generation’s storming the frontiers of a new age dawning.
I love children, kids from Nepal to Filton.
I love sub bass. Look, I just love sharing poetry on facebook.

_____

I’m the master of time and space…

I’m the joker, the King, the Queen and the ACE.

I’m abundance for freedom and power,

I’m bliss plus joy equals now is the hour.

I’m a Melchizedek advising kings, king of peace

I’m Elijah mocking spiritually impotent priests,

“you have no power over me” – ‘Labrynth’ –

I’m like David Bowies codpiece,

that means I’m the centre of attention, the centre of the bindu point z/ero point energy where peace releases tension.

I’m the master of time and space, one love intervention,

agent of good karma and good angels are my henchmen.

I am the master of time and space…

I am the joker, the King, the Queen and the ACE.

I am abundance for freedom and power,

I am bliss plus joy equals now is the hour.

___

Young man – talk to older women if you want to learn

what to say to girls your age in your world

Wise women prefer good conversation,

But probably won’t say no to diamonds or pearls.

The Holy Grail to me was a job that doesn’t depress me.

Pays for the rent… but does’t over-stress me

or was it a Goddess as wise as she’s sexy

to love me, hug me and bless me, and vice versa, Thank you and Yes please!

The Holy Grail was to have both fun and prosperity

Some dreams come true, may I stay healthy n get more wealthy,

not to get on Instagram to take the arrogant selfies

but to help people like when I had nothing good people helped me.

Every little cell in my body is happy and well see

Each cell glowing with love, deep rooted like Elm trees,

Showered in love from the cosmos above us,

To shine light on road for man dem, gal dem, sisters and brothers.

 

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Bluebells, Angels, Soundsystems and Mic Cords

She said “most little girls won’t look for a prince, so they won’t find him,
they’re looking for a villain and hope to find a prince inside him,

most grown women learn better and some wise girls know from the start”,
But I don’t play the game of faking villain, life ain’t a game, it’s art.

They don’t wanna hear how I’m like Jesus or Buddha cos I failed,
they wanna hear how I tried but in comparison I paled,

paled like the white depiction of Christ, sometimes I was cold as ice,
aimed for bodhisattva-like compassion, I’m just not that nice.

They don’t wanna hear how I tried to forgive acting like it’s all bless,
like Jesus forgave the men who put the spear in his chest.

They wanna hear the truth, we’re friends now, I wish her the best
but if I think about it now I overstand better but it still gets me vex.

The old man on his bike in the graveyard smiles like there’s a secret we share,
Like we’re two of a chosen few who knew… we’re not really there.

I’m like a bluebell on a grave, like an angel in a rave, you can help me here.
Sometimes I care so much it looks like I don’t really care.

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Sometimes, sure, I’m bored like retired Timelords wondering why your
Average human being even bothers to rhyme for.

While your magical tools like your soundsystems and mic cords
Transport my thoughts to your heart to make you say BRRAP! Or “I’m floored.”

Bluebells on graves… angels in raves,

Letting go for forgiveness, happy to live blessed.

While your magical tools like your soundsystems and mic cords
Transport my thoughts to your heart to make you say BRRAP! Or “I’m floored.”

 

This Time Last Year

This time last year I would have described myself as depressed. I’m not now.

I’ve not been writing philosophical essays so much recently. Writing in that way for me tends to come out of introspection, often fuelled by depression. I’ve been in a good mood generally recently.
I’ve been writing more raps again. It’s easier to write fun raps when you’re in a good mood, I was writing philosophical raps, deep raps, political raps and emotional raps alot over the past two years as my soul burned through the crucibles of anxiety and depression, but fun raps were few and far between.

So, from what I can tell right now, three things in particular have helped shift my mood and focus over the past year. My relationship, the Balanced View training and a Jamie Catto workshop. (Edit: and travelling.)

(Edit: I am generally a very independent person so it is both difficult and ‘edgey’ for me to give thanks to trainings and workshops for personal development. I am proud of the personal development I have done on my own through introspection, contemplation, meditation, and relationships and not in the context of courses or contrived situations but everything flowed quite naturally this year towards these trainings and workshops in my own free time.
Shadow -> I don’t like giving other people credit for my emotional state or my wisdom but I am willing to learn humility and I have to be honest, so credit where credit is due.)

Now I’m not just happy because I’m in a relationship, I’m happy because I’m in a relationship with someone that helps me examine my shadow without being judgmental or critical. But I would not say a relationship is a good way to get out of depression, I would say acknowledging and accepting your shadow side is a good way to get out of depression, loving YOURSELF, the good and the bad, is a good way to get out of depression. It helps me to appreciate myself when someone else, someone awesome, appreciates me. So yeah, glad I’m in a relationship but a relationship is not a plaster to stick over sadness. I’m glad I’m in a relationship that has been deep, emotional and positive growth for both of us. I appreciate her, and I appreciate myself, and I appreciate the fact that she helps me to appreciate myself. Love yourself. If you don’t love yourself it’s hard to accept someone else’s love, in my experience it is best when you are partnered with someone who encourages you to look after yourself before you look after them and in my experience it is disastrous to be in a relationship where you are encouraged not to love yourself whether through subtle criticism or blatant abuse.

I must admit, I have to slightly reluctantly pay homage and give thanks to the Balanced View trainings in the nature of the mind (and reality.) Only reluctantly because I spent 8 years resisting and thinking I got it already but I have to admit it showed me things about myself I had not noticed or had hidden. So I am very grateful. I always vibed with their central teachings when I first came across it ten years ago but did not resonate with the format or the community. Alot of that was just resistance due to the fact that I generally defined myself in opposition to organisations and institutions, generally critical of organisations and institutions and couldn’t associate deep wisdom with conference rooms and projector screens. But it’s a positive institution, it’s a positive organisation and they do indeed communicate deep wisdom in conference rooms and projector screens (also in person and face to face.) What else put me off? The complete devotion of the community. I don’t know why that put me off, maybe I was screwed over by a cult in a previous life or something, but complete devotion to anything is ff-putting to me. But the members of the community seem to be happy and seem to consistently get real and practical progress in their lives and the devotion seems to be a pure and honest appreciation for the way the teaching has helped them. I continued to attend the occasional open meeting and then when I was at my lowest 2 years ago I started to attend some of their day-long and 3 day long trainings in the nature of the mind. This might have been the most useful in not being restricted by depression or anxiety, it helped me not judge my emotional state and not identify with the depression (it’s not who I am, it is simply something I am experiencing and that experience will g back t the nothing it came from whether I do anything about it or not.) It helped me normalise anxiety – everyone gets anxious, whether for a moment, a day or a month, and we all have our coping mechanisms. The less I considered them to be real things that had power over me the sooner their appearances lasted shorter and happened more infrequently. It’s not a psychological thing, and it’s not a cure for any medical condition, it’s just a perspective that opens you up to wider experiences and less restrictions. Despite my 8 years of resistance – I recommend to just about anyone.

I attended one of Jamie Catto’s workshops, entitled What About You? That’s something else I have to thank my girlfriend for, she was at least the 4th person to recommend his workshop (actually most people were recommending I do his shadow-work workshop but if I wasn’t already doing shadow stuff I never would have had the courage to ignore my anxiety and attend his motivation workshop.) Now I know I just called it a motivation workshop but I’m not sure that’s the word he would use to describe it. I will just describe what it did for me, I would describe it as a workshop that identifies my wildest dreams, grounded them in reality and then gave me both the practical and emotional tools to do it. Suffice t say I would not have done my crowdfunder if not for that workshop.

It’s all multi-dimensional and all of the above helped each other. Balanced View trainings helped me function in a relationship in ways that were more benficial for me and my partner, my partner helped raise my self esteem further and convinced me to do the Jamie Catto workshop but I might not have if I hadn’t learned through Balanced View to not be restricted by anxiety etc.

So, yeah. There are likely to be sad times in the future. And anxiety is still a frequent experience, I just rarely allow myself to be crippled by it (and try not to judge myself when I do.)

The phrase “Love yourself” has come into my lyrics more and more in the past 2 or 3 years. If anything is important (in our short lives on this tiny rock in the vastness of space), it’s important. Being loved by someone else wouldn’t matter if I didn’t love myself. Indeed even in this relationship when I was finding it hard to love myself I found it hard to believe anyone else could love me. We each hold the intelligence of the universe in a usable way, we are each an expression of mother nature, we are each highly complicated biological organism capable of love, art, and keeping our blood circulating without even having to consciously think about it, and we are all made of elements born in the centre of stars. Love yourself, you’re amazing.

There were other friends along the way and other experiences that helped put me back in cheerful mode. A big thanks to Thomas of Wildheart, and the Lost Cabaret crew as at Wildheart I found new members of my tribe and the Lost Cabaret cast provided like-minded philosophical, lovable huggers in London. Ashearon and his Quantum Shift also provided a vibe in London I didn’t think I would find. Passing Clouds (after 5 years of recommendations I finally went there in Winter 2014 and have kept going back all year.) The Hive. All my classmates and tutors on my Steiner School course as well, really supportive, lovely, lovables. Travelling across Europe with Dan and Flavio, that too was special. Making friends all over Europe, being reminded that I can go anywhere in the world and be loved for being myself. Thank you all for a year of growth, a year of looking at my shadows and learning to love them, a year of pushing some boundaries and dissolving others.

I really didn’t want to move to London in winter last year. And now I really don’t want to leave.

There are more people to thank. More moments to be grateful for. But that will do for now and apologies to anyone I happened to miss out during this train of thought.

This time last year I would have described myself as depressed. I’m not now. Thank you x

Thankyou Jamie Cattohttp://jamiecatto.com/workshops/

Thankyou Candice O’Denverhttps://www.balancedview.org/en/

 

 

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Love, Death and More Love

The inevitability of death is most painful to me right now, the feeling will pass and it’s such a typical existential angst that it hardly seems worth mentioning. But it’s there at the back of my mind, that and an inability to express my love for everyone to the extent I would like to. Either because I couldn’t find the words if I tried and because it’s not socially acceptable to just tell people “I fucking love you. Like so much.” (Unless they’re your partner, in which case it’s socially acceptable but preferable in private.) And thirdly the inability to express how important I feel it is for us all to express our love for each other.

I think I express it more than most. But I want to express it more. Cos one day we’ll most likely be dead.

I love you guys n gals, I love you for letting me express myself, I love you for expressing yourselves, I love you for sharing things that may be socially unacceptable in places less safe. Spread love, we might as well.

(And to quote the Vulcan’s, “live long and prosper.”) x

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(artwork by the legend Alex Grey.)

 

 

The Flower of Life, Coldplay, and consciousness

Someone’s gotta say it (in public, I’ve had this conversation privately twice now.) Anybody else a bit miffed about the fact that the sacred geometry symbol known as ‘the Flower of Life’ has gone fully mainstream on Coldplay’s new album cover? LOL I mean at least I haven’t got a tattoo, how many people are gonna get asked, “oh are you a Coldplay fan?” when someone sees their tattoo now? Like I said, someone had to say it. I remember when the only people putting the Flower of Life on T-shirts were either my friends or people I expected to soon be my friends.

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I don’t have any particular problem with Coldplay (I liked their song Clocks until Radio 1 decided to play it a billion times a day, but I can’t blame Coldplay for that.) And sacred geometry has been mainstream but underground for centuries, it’s built into ancient Churches, they just didn’t tell you about it.

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A few hack articles claimed Coldplay stole the image from one heavy metal album. Actually LOADS of albums have used the symbol over the years, even I had a variation of the flower of life on my dub and Hip-Hop album a year or two ago and countless psy trance albums have used it. It’s worth noting – mainly psy trance albums. They love it.

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Beyond that – it’s ancient. Drunvalo Melchizedek takes the most credit for popularising it, with his two books The Flower of Life parts 1 and 2 which became popular in the 90s, and although the animated web series Spirit Science may have reached more people (I don’t know the figures) even they admit they got their ideas from Drunvalo. I dare say most of the ideas in that series seem to have come from Drunvalo’s two books.

Okay, so my tongue is firmly in my cheek. I say I’m a bit miffed but isn’t the mainstream arrival of the sacred geometry symbol a good thing? Well seeing as the whole point of sharing it in the festival scenes and psy trance scenes etc was apparently to penetrate the universal consciousness with a symbol that accelerates consciousness evolution (or something along those lines, don’t quote me) I would have to say it is definitely a good thing (if we’re gonna accept ‘good’ and ‘bad’ as a paradigm for the sake of conversation). Saying “I’m a bit miffed” is just me being paradoxically humble enough to admit that my ego enjoyed being part of a ‘secret’ club back in 2007. I see the flower of life as such a good metaphor for everything from overlapping social circles like groups of friends to overlapping cultures like squat culture, festival culture and circus culture, that I can only see benefit from more people having such a powerful image in their subconscious. So my higher self is happy and my ego feels satisfied that 10 years of putting it in the public consciousness helped lay the foundations for this… but my ego is still a tad miffed.

What has meditation on this symbol done for me? It’s given me different perceptions. This dimension / universe is fractal, meaning small parts are reflected in the patterns of large parts – like the small circles make one big circle which could also overlap to make even bigger circles. Or everything is macro-cosmic and micro-cosmic, meaning the big is mirrored in the small. For example you can see the flower of life as cell division or as galaxy division. Similarly molecules form as variations of another sacred geometry symbol which comes out of the flower of life known as metatrons cube, particularly the 5 platonic solids and understanding the fractal nature of the universe may help increase synchronicity as you mirror changes in society with changes in your life but none of that cosmic waffle can teach you how to get over heartbreak or not argue with your family – from my perspective now real spiritual growth is not in the light of the metaphysical, it’s in what some people call the shadows of the emotional. But the deeper the roots the bigger the tree (another fractal image), one complements the other. I’m still learning.

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UR INFINITE #spiritual #conscious #hiphop #ukhiphop #kevthepoet

You’re infinite (poetic Hip-Hop with live violin)

    

Becoming a Druid – The Chat (with Susanna Lafond) and the Knighting of a Hip-Hop Bard #druid #druidry #bard

I wrote these articles years ago, 2006 to be precise. The first is about how I met and grew close to a Druid Elder, a woman who would become very influential in my life later on. The second is about how I became initiated into that Druid Order.

Someone asked me about this story recently. It was written in my old blog but I couldn’t find it then. I have found it now.

I no longer associate with Druidry the way I used to (due partly to the confusion over who and what the original Druids were – some believe the original Druids were “bad guys” who committed human sacrifices and even though nobody alive today knows any of those guys these conspiracy buffs tend to be paranoid, also some believe the original builders of Stonehenge and other stone circles associated with Druids actually pre-date what we call the druids, in fact may have been built thousands of years before the Druids, and therefore lines are blurred and it’s all more complicated and it’s alot easier to simply not call myself a Druid than to try to explain to people who have already made their mind up why there is confusion and what the word “semantics” means. But also partly due to the fact that it just hasn’t been in my flow, I have a loose tribe / group of friends who find themselves at sacred sites on sacred days without the need of dogma and we have been to enough ceremonies to conduct our own.) But it’s all perception. From another point of view once a Druid, always a Druid – and that transcends lifetimes. Anyway, I was knighted a Bard of a Druid Order, it would not have happened if not for Susanna Lafond and the Loyal Arthurian Warband. This is my story. I don’t necessarily agree with everything I have written below, but I am pretty sure I meant every word in 2006.

The Chat (Susanna Lafond, The Rainbow Prophecy, travelling tribes and the importance of women)

Fri, January 13, 2006 – 4:05 PM

I have alot of love for Susanna, more than I can express.
My love for Susanna is not romantic love, nor is it the love one feels
for a close relative or the love one feels for a close friend. It is
the universal love everyone can feel for everybody, but the connection
is more personal.
I admire her ability to be approachable yet strong, I adore her smile
and her wit and I love her warmth, wisdom and understanding. I cannot
express my love because I cannot convey the importance of our first
conversation or the radiance of her smile.

One conversation with Susanna, my first conversation with Susanna,
‘The Chat’ changed my life. I believe that every conversation changes
your life because you carry the information from that conversation
with you for the rest of your experiences but that first conversation
with Susanna, that first chat, changed my life in a profoundly
tangible way. It is all the more profound because I had no idea at the
time that it was so life-changing, even immediately after the
conversation when I was aware that I had learned alot I was still not
in the least bit aware of how what I had learned would help to shape
my future.
Our first conversation – It started as a nice conversation between a
young man and
an older woman and it’s still a nice conversation that seems to
continue whenever I bump into Susanna. How did it start? I think she
might have given me some tobacco so that I could skin up, but that is
unimportant. The chat took place in St Georges Theatre also known at
the time as The Circle Community Centre – that is important. 2015 edit – this was a progressive squat in London where I first met Phoenix who continues to be a pivotal node on the squat scene and the activist scene. It was also where I first saw Doug of the Invisible Circus perform, yes even before the Audi Garage in Bristol. It was a pivotal place at a pivotal time in 2005.

‘I remember a place called St Georges Theatre
A vortex with sacred geometry I used to live near to
Full of Peace Not Warriors and Rainbow Tribes that I cared for
A time and place my life got better and weirder’

But I digress, as per usual.

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During this conversation I learned three very important things from Susanna
– 1 – The existence of The Rainbow Tribe.
– 2 – The history of travelling clans, tribes and families.
– 3 – The importance of women

– 1 – The existence of The Rainbow Tribe.
Until I spoke to Susanna I did not know at that time that the next Rainbow Gathering
would be held in England, or that some of the people who had become my
friends were already well respected Rainbow Tribe-members.
Most people do not know that the Rainbow Tribe exists. It existed in
prophecy for thousands of years and it exists in reality right now in
many countries.The significance of The Rainbow Tribe increases when
one realises all that it encompasses because it can encompass all. I
am not qualified to tell you what it is, where it is or who it is –
there are people who are alot more involved and have been for longer
than I knew of it’s existence. However if you research then you will
find. <Indeed if you ‘Google’ you will find>

2015 Edit – it is now believed by some that the prophecy was a hoax that grew into something bigger than the sum of it’s parts, and if the prophecy of people of all colours coming together to save the Earth never existed in Native American lore in the past it has become a self fulfilling prophecy because many people all over the world live their lives inspired by that idea and Rainbow Gatherings have become a distinct culture, a way of life even.

– 2 – The history of travelling clans, tribes and families.
Until I spoke to Susanna that day I did not know then that what has become rave culture, festival
culture and the free-party scene is a culmination of various cultures
coming to an amicable understanding. I knew that dancing to repetitive
beats in a club on psychoactives, and especially in a field on natural
psychoactives, is akin to what shamen and tribes have done for
thousands of years in Africa. But I was not aware of the recent
history of the free party scene. You see Susanna had seen it all, she
had seen the 60s hippy movement, she had seen the punks not getting
along with the hippies, she had seen the mods not getting along with
the rockers and she had seen the ravers not getting along with the
police. What she had not seen until St Georges Theatre was all these
subcultures in synthesis, all these ‘tribes’ outcasted from ‘society’
forming their own society based on love and trust. The fact that St
Georges no longer serves this purpose is academic, those that were
there know it can be done.
But the discussion of tribes was more universal than token titles
given to subcultures of the 20th century. She has knowledge of Celtic
history and she has extremely strong family ties to African heritage
and she saw similarities between the Celts, warriors who chose to
travel to foreign lands, and the black Caribbean warriors who were
forced to travel to foreign lands. Susanna was from a warrior
background, despite the fact that she consorts with poets and hippies
her immediate family had a strong military history. Also despite the
fact that I found her warm, understanding and affectionate there is a
determination in her voice and a steely look in her eye that leaves me
in no doubt that she is a force to be reckoned with. In Susanna’s
experience, and in my own, descendants of both the Celts and the
Africans tend to find each other and resonate with each other as I was
resonating with Susanna.
“I’m old enough to be your mother, probably even your grandmother yet
because you don’t have any pre-conceptions about who I am we are able
to have a conversation as if we’d known each other for years.” It was
over a year ago she said that, so it’s probably a mis-quote but she
said something along those lines and it will stay with me.
The point is, and please pay attention because it is an important
point, that all the tribes came together; the punks, the hippies, the
mods, the rockers and the ravers united to fight against the Criminal
Justice Bill. In the wake of that unity that brought subcultures
against the police we have autonomous communities which would welcome
ageing policemen to a cup of herbal tea as readily as a teenage
anthropology student. The Criminal Justice Bill was a negative act (if
I can be permitted for temporarily accepting duality in this
existence) but resulted in unity. My personal opinion, an opinion
shared by ex MI5 agent David Shayler, is that President George W Bush
commited a seriously negative act on 9/11 which has resulted in never
before seen international positive unity. So never give up.
– 3 – The importance of women

Until I spoke to Susanna about this I did not know then about the importance of The Mother as an
archetype or as an individual. I have always adored women and I have
always considered myself a feminist if the definition be that I
believe in equality of the sexes rather than the definition of ‘man
hater’ which many so-called feminists seem to believe. I did not know
that The Church had done all it could erode the importance of women
out of The Bible, nor did I know the importance of women in Druidry.
Mother nature is a Goddess they failed to repress.
But it was on the more personal level that Susanna’s wisdom hit home –
the simple fact that only women can ever know what it is like to have
another life inside them is so obvious that I never considered it. I
suspect the majority of men don’t consider this idea until they are
fathering a child and I also suspect that even then most of us
probably repress the idea. A mother sees the world through very
different eyes, a mother (a friend of Susanna’s) told me that when she
sees Saddam she sees somebody that needed someone to wipe his bottom
for him at one point in his life. Psychedelic experiences can give you
a brief glimpse at the Oneness and inter-connectedness of everything,
but I imagine pregnancy gives you a 9 month continual reminder of the
interconnectedness of life.
I am reluctant to speak about the menstrual cycle because, being a
man, I am highly unqualified. However the 13 moons of the year and
various other natural cycles follow the same 28 day pattern which
makes women aligned with nature on a subconsciously profound level.
The importance of the mother was something I would not even begin to
grasp fully until my rebirthing ceremony 6 months later. Susanna
helped me to appreciate my parents, if they hadn’t brought me up well
I would not be the type of person who would spend such a long time
speaking to someone old enough to be my mother! But it was obvious
that neither of us were the type of people to judge someone by
appearances or to leave an interesting conversation.

I see Susanna when synchroncity permits – at The Big Green Gathering
by the Brixton Cafe, at Unity Works 2012, at The Synergy Centre on the
eve of New Years Eve etc. It was more than a year later that I
realised how much I appreciate who she is. When I saw her recently my
heart rose in my chest and I embraced her like a long lost relative.

There were other things I learned during our first conversation. The
continuing existence of the Bardic tradition for example was something
that resonated with me deeply yet it was only much later that I
accepted my role as a poet as opposed to ‘a rapper that often performs
poetry.’
Susanna is the only female battle chieftain recognised by the
current incarnation of King Arthur Pendragon and due to her warmth,
wisdom and immediate understanding of who I was and what I am yearning
to be I love her more than I can hope to express.

Your Mother Is Headless

Allow me to introduce myself!
I am the being through whom all others have their being.
I am the life force throbbing within you.
I am your inspiration, your muse, your lover, your beloved.
I am your deja vu.
I am the awe you feel when music reverberates throughout your being.
I am your physical exaltation, the adrenalin rush.
I am the world and the word. I am ever personalising, assuming multiple masks.
I am grandmother, mother, daughter, whore
I am detective, saint, storyteller, actor, director, warrior, siren, fireman, shaman, athlete, beautiful, witch, possibility, boundless, electron, nucleus, particle, wave, energy, dealer, priestess,
I am SHE

I am the pearl glowing secretly in the shell beneath the waves.
I am the sacred ash spewed from the pujaris fire
I am the apple falling from the tree
I am the eagle soaring on the spirit wind
I am everywhere at all times

I journey of my own free will to the lower depths, the outer zones, the putrid swamps
I am the source of many rivers – not all are bridged by men – some see only the abyss – some see themselves – some see the mother, the hag.
They all see blindly – I am a mirror, a screen onto which you project your images. I attract your attention like a flare in the darkness, a shooting star to wish upon.
An oracle.
Do I ease your journey?
Where are you going?

Here comes the judge!
Sit up straight.
100% results you want – facts and figures, comparisons, surveys, statistics, critiques – reliable objective information!
All these byways lead to the stagnant pond where you are the Big Fish.
The King Fish is a high flyer – the cosmos is his ocean

To Kev – Blessed Be – from Susanna

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SPRING EQUINOX 2006 – THE KNIGHTING OF A HIP-HOP BARD – King Arthur, Avebury, Stonehenge, Trance Parties and Jungle Raves. And Druids, don’t forget the Druids!

Mon, March 27, 2006 – 11:52 AM

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ADDITIONAL MARCH 27th Update follows, including the 2nd meeting with King Arthur Pendragon.

Subculture Sith-Lord, Captains Log, March 19th 2006

2015 Edit (in the original edit I had a barely intelligible big up to Big Ric and Bouncing Tim for looking after me and to Erin, Oonagh, Jess and Cari for being amazing too. Just thought I’d delete the waffle and say I still love you guys.)

Well yesterday I met a few druids and the current incarnation of King Arthur. Okay, he believes he’s the current incarnation, so do the Druids. The British legal system has accepted his right to bear the sword in the Metropolitan area. But he won me over because BEFORE he had the support of the Druids (a real belief system still practiced) and BEFORE he had the recognition of the British Government he was living in the woods and defending the right for people to visit Stonehenge without any support. Even if the original King Arthur was a myth this King Arthur is fulfilling the archetype. I went to Avebury because I value Susanna’s opinion and both she, and my intuition were telling me to go to Avebury for the weekend of the Equinox and meet Arthur. Besides, it was something random to do on a weekend!

I shall probably tell you what the result of that meeting was when I know, but events are still unfolding…

Suffice to say, me, Mike and Clare the Light Worker had a lovely Saturday in Avebury, I was swapping poems with Pixie in the pub and we were all getting into interesting and entertaining conversations. I performed my (anti-war / pro-peace) song ‘Greed’ with Mike. Later An encore was demanded so I gave them the first verse for poem ‘Innocence’ before we departed.

Any other March happenings? A Vortex bounced to Mexico, Cerrdor is on his way there and as I predicted months ago there is a bit of a Mexican Exodus from Bristol if not all over the world. I am not part of this despite the fact that I could almost hear Mexico calling me during the winter just gone. But The Muse thinks I have to meet the Shamen of England first. I already told you I value her opinion.

MARCH 27th – Update – The Equinox, 2006

After taking my friend Susanna’s advice (because my intuition and series of beneficial coincidences were leading me closer and closer to him) I met the guy who who calls himself King Arthur. This is the man who stands to get voted as an MP in Winchester on several occasions and publicly supports various road protests in medieval garb. “Who cares what he believes” some of you might ask, “he’s clearly insane” yet more of you might say. More to the point 3 Druid orders in England accept him as the current incarnation of King Arthur. Druidry is a pagan practice that involves a worship of nature and particularly in Enlgand the celebration of the Sun on ceremonial days such as the Summer and Winter Solstice. “Who cares what they believe” some of you might ask, “they’re clearly mad as well”. Well I don’t care, the original King Arthur may be a myth, in which case there could be no reincarnation. But the fact is that before he had the support of Druid Order’s he was sleeping in a hammock in the woods and campaigning for opening up Stonehenge to the British Public. The fact is that he was camping in and under trees during road protests and he has made efforts and sacrifices for the sake of the trees of England. Due to these facts regardless of his rather widespread reputation as a drunk and a lecherous old man he has earned my respect. He has earned it because anyone can make sacrifices with back-up and support but he did it before he had any of that. Besides, name me a man that isn’t lecherous and I’ll name you a man who hides his lust well. 2015 edit – we all have lust, some of us are better than others at not acting on it.

Shortly after Susanna had told me about King Arthur at the Synergy Centre (a community arts centre set up by the club night The Synergy Project) in Camberwell the day before New Years Eve 2005/06 I bumped into one of her friends who happened to live round the corner from my parents. This friend of hers Steph is has a practical understanding of spirituality and shamanism. The first time I popped round to see Steph there it was, the book about this Arthur Pendragon and his history. Two days later I’d finished reading the book and knew that we would meet.

I originally thought that the events so far were leading me to interview Arthur for my friend’s internet radio station. Not so. After meeting Arthur in Avebury on the weekend nearest to the Spring Equinox I thought that I could convince him to come to Bristol for an interview. Not so. With no fixed abode and no method of contact the only way to organisie it was to meet him at Stonehenge on the actual day of the Equinox and try to do the interview there. Arthur and the Druids would be camping all night, getting on the mead (fermented honey, tastes a bit like Sherry but it’s even nicer!) and what Arthur likes to call ‘Druid Fluid’ (that would be Cider or Mead, the phrase works as well for either.) I didn’t know how I would manage to get to Stonehenge, I didn’t own a car, or a tent, or a sleeping bag. But I have good friends and there was a momentum building. So I didn’t expect NOT to get to Stonehenge, I just didn’t know how it would happen.

I didn’t bring a dictaphone or a Mini-Disc player with me for an interview. I knew that there would be no interview in Stonehenge, I even turned my phone off and took the battery out because the less interference I got during my first time in Stonehenge the better.

Nope, of course I didn’t bring a dictaphone or a Mini-Disc player with me. I went to Stonehenge for the Equinox and was raised as a Bard and Shield Knight of the LOYAL ARTHURIAN WARBAND. (By “I was raised”, I mean I was Knighted and given a title.) 2015 Edit – let me be clear – I went down on one knee and had a big, sharp, sword placed on each of my shoulders, I made an oath and King Arthur gave me a title.

Now I’m not going to expend too much effort explaining about the rank of a Shield Knight because that would simply be inviting criticism and responsibility, although I will say that it is a recognition of an original incarnation. An unexpected honour? Or simply tosh? It’s impossible for me to talk about being Knighted at a ceremony celebrating the return of the sun without alienating people who don’t give a shit about anything they haven’t seen on Television! So I’m not going to try. Susanna, the only female Battle Chieftain in Arthur’s Warband had recommended that I get Knighted for a while, but we both knew it was Arthur’s decision (although she probably had an idea what his decision would be.) I just wanted to interview the man until it actually got to the day, then I was just curious about the whole ceremony. He chose to raise me as a Bard and a Shield Knight. I was reluctant for weeks, my strongest intuition was that I HAD to talk to Arthur, I wasn’t sure why but the first time I heard about him I knew I needed to talk to him. But the intuition whether or not to pursue getting Knighted wasn’t as strong. I was scared at what the responsibility would entail. It was not until I heard with my own ears the oath which one takes that I knew I had to. Funnily enough Kat and Clare thought they had come to Stonehenge more or less solely to watch me get raised as a Bard but had actually come to get raised as Warrior Priestesses, both of them. Funnily enough I was more sure that Kat would get Knighted than I was that I would get Knighted!

For the record the ceremony was great, the statements, proclamations and speeches had a good balance of informality and reverence. Which is what I like about being a Druid the most, the fact that it’s informal and practical. They don’t just talk about the land and mother nature, they bury themselves in Camp Camelot and stop roads from being built through the land and mother nature. Respect. But there are other places to look to read about Druidism, I’ll write the stories that I think no-one else will, I’ll attempt to bestow legendary status on those I believe deserve it but when I think someone else can tell a story better I’ll let them.

Let’s not think KP needs bringing back down to Earth, I’m the same man I was before I was officially recognised as a Bard. But the mission of a Bard is to tell his or her truth and record the stories and opinions of the people which I honestly believe is what I’ve been doing with my lyrics and essays with or without recognition since… well since I was 11.

KP – Your Hip-Hop Bard, Shield Knight, and Druid.

“What happened in William Blake’s time when there was a revolutionary spirit certainly amongst the poets of the time, a whole group of people gathered around Blake at that time. They actually helped him in developing a vision of Albion that was based upon it’s ancient traditions. The whole subject of Blake and his poetry is linked to Druidism very directly in the sense that William Blake was considered the Arch Druid of the Isles by all the Druid Orders – at that moment you have a Druidic revival – a renaissance.” – Tim Sebastian, R.I.P. Secular Arch Druid of the Secular Order of Druids

Post – Script
For some reason everybody is more impressed when I tell them that Arthur Pendragon’s Sword is the Excalibur, the sword from the movie of the same name. Exactly the same sword.
A lady friend of Arthur’s saw a sword in the window of a blacksmith’s from the back of Arthurs bike (did I forget to mention that he’s an ex-biker? Actually sod the ‘ex’, he’s a biker – tattoos ‘n’ all and his motorbike is his steed.) They wandered in and he was told by the blacksmith who made the sword for the movie that unless the ‘Once and Future King’ proved he was there he could not relinquish the sword. Arthur had recently changed his name by deed poll, he had the documents and he walked away with the sword. I love true stories