Birth Right

There's more than this

Something much deeper

Already here.

An ever pure essence

Emerging in greater complexity

creative ingenuity

And radical play

Beyond the edges

Somewhere - Humanity is Remembering



As we have always made sure to fling ourselves into

In between the Work of wrestling with God

And plotting an escape route

From our own Bodies

And this Strange world

We have internalized and Alienated ourselves

From the gates to the Heaven's within.

There are infinite dimensions of Human Expression

Waiting to be Recalled



And you are the Taste Tester.

Why enslave yourself

With any box?

There are fruits you have not yet tried

From places you didn't know existed

But which were apart of your heart all along

That you nearly believed

Might be meant

To feel kinda broken

Half dead

Rather then shaking

In the Rivetting Rawness

Of how Beautiful it is

When Humans remember

How True they are.

Life just hit different

When the computer

Has become second-hand


As we find ourselves suspended in space



Within a global melting pot

That has roots spread out

All around us

And that this Western

Coloniser influenced

American bubble

Of Pop Culture

Is currently popping before our eyes

To remind us of the burial ground beneath

And singing birds above.

Dancing spirits

and a blossoming garden

With a rainbow of different ways

Of playing with the whole human

Nature thing.

Of being all together

Blossoming out of the Darkness

While strengthening in each of our unique Individuations

As a network

As family

As tribe

As community

As a super-ogranism

As a whole

As a web being weaved

As a Super Hero Team

As unity

Expressing Oneness

Through endless diversity.

Here - it is easy to forget

where we come from

Who we are

What this is

And yet there is so much here

and wherever we go,

there we always are.

So what I'm really trying to say is

I miss the place I was born

And the way it feels there

In my body

In the people

When I speak that language.

And I know it is a privilege

To feel so connected to a place in the world

When my direct lineage knows very well

What it's like

To feel completely unsafe

And in fight or flight

For superficial reasons.

Something I'm really trying to point at here

Is that we are all just traumatized

And disconnected from our roots.

But not literally disconnected.

Our Roots are our Roots.

There is simply a forgetting

Of what is here.

A contraction

An unconsciously attempted

Pulling away from what is


We are remembering

Our own bodies.

Detoxifying the programs of false self-perception

Epigenetically imbedded

through the traumas

And ancient story lines

Of violence passed down

within our DNA's.

And beneath the armor

There lies an unshakeable strength

A sincere sense of sovereignty

And intrinsic Belonging

A golden Heart Beat

That cannot be shaken

By the insecurities of another.

This is human reclamation.

This is the second Jerusalem being built

As a symbol

For the chance to do it all over again

And remember the original potential

While walking upon the steps of mistakes

Laid out before us

And leading us over these walls

And into a Temple

Called Earth

In a prayer

Called holding hands in an infinite circle.

There is no more space for exclusion.

All voices will be heard.

The story's of the elders must be recalled.

We all are apart of something more ancient than we can fathom

As the fore-bearers of billions of new children

To be finally fully heard.

Humanity is evolving

Into our potential

Into our authenticity

Into our Roots.

But it needs all of us

To be open

To remembering OneSelf

in All of Us.

Humanity is an open book

That we are remembering the language of

And decoding,

as a living mystery

Waiting patiently to be uncovered

And rejoiced in

Through the way we allow something deeper

Than past stories

Move us forth

And deeper into our roots.

We belong

to something vaster.