Capilano Night 1995

Hi all , This is just a segment from footage recorded today, 1995. Ms. O'Sullivan recorded this work, In Memory of David Gladstone

Our Genocide is not about Feel good Orange T-shirts

Created as a result of one of my colleagues thoughts and posts regarding the next couple of days around this upload

A prophetic Dream I had, Re-done due to urgency of our times

take care all

 https://youtu.be/7gWqFiRdHuQ 

Second take,  voice needs  a bit of work, but  I  said I was going to write some new songs before  I return to  my current home

 

Good Morning Heavenly Creator, son of man  and  your mother Mary, Father Joseph. Please grant Marianne Sundown safe passage to your  territory of  grace, love and peace.  Grant peace and  comfort to  her family, siblings and all who knew her. Thank you for this day, my breath, and all that is good in my life

Good Day all,   Studying  Indigenous Studies for exam tomorrow. Rent paid, food  secured, internet secured, and I have my guitar  and microphone to perform  avec my little Guitar/vocal  portable amp lol.

Marianne was always nice to  me  in my  crossings with her in Vancouver. Whether  with friends or    the women who graced  my life  Kim Soo Goodtrack, Ms. O'Sullivan, or   my former wife Laila Hansen, she always had a smile and a laugh for me. I do have a pic of here from the 1999 Assembly of First Nations and National Congress of American Indians Conference where I performed for all , whereupon I was followed by Redbone lol.  These pixs are all that is  available   in front of me now, I have to look for her pics in my cultural and historical  archives. Brother and son  keep telling me to purge  my crap and  throw out old papers and stuff. But then I would not have had this pamphlet from July 27th, 1996.  It was a special month and day. Laila and I met  three weeks earlier, I wrote up her Telefilm proposal, produced her  video and  we fell in love, and got married August 6th, 1996  after this event on July which happened to be my  birthday , (along with my twin brother of course, who was elsewhere  that evening.) Laila and I helped choreographed the models, did our modelling thing , and the after the event, everyone gathered  in the foyer area. Someone  got a chocolate cake for me,  to my surprise, but  it was   downplayed when someone pushed my face into the cake, Sure  sweet, but I was annoyed lol  So these pics  have some great words  on it, Curious if anyone else has  this for her family in Vancouver. If not  family can  copy it, or if  the family wants the large original scans , they can inbox me for them XOXOX to all

4K NDNs & DOGs Hybrid Doc of Theatre, Rehearsal, Discussion & Performan...

Hi This is a 4 K Export  which turned out better than the first 4 K export  which   propelled me to upload the  lesser format  aspect ratio frame. It must be noted, Artist Rick Harry created The Kanasatake Installation in the 1991 footage of Indians & Dogs first Performance event at the Neo-Nativist time at the Pitt Gallery. As I said, this is  a hybrid redo documentary performance of my multimedia show from the 1990s Indians and dogs with the late Jimy Sidler and late James Nicholas, theatre direction by late Lisa Sazama for the 1994 production. Original Footage was either C-VHS, VHS S-VHS and  Hi8 Video tape .Edit was  on a SONY S-VHS Video deck capable of Insert Edits and basic two channel  system for sound.  Hi-8 Camera  footage  was  direct from Camera  thru S-VHS and RCA Connecters through a G-lock device  attached to the 2000 Commodore Amiga System 64 meg hard drive. Signal  then was outputted to the SONY DECK  for Assemble editing so sound work was  limited outside of  a mixer.  I had no switcher at the time. Favel still created with the Brilliance Graphic program by Anthony Favel MacNab. Animation  created by Mr. Morin. Kim Soo Good track created  a lot of the computer graphics as well. The Commodore   system at the time was great for my work as an artist. From the animation, computer graphics, title credits, and music scores, It was great for it's time.  So this redo  , I did some basic fixing of  glitches, re processed the audio through Adobe audition software, and used Premiere to create the hybrid and Viola. Once I secure a Hi8 deck,  and  better systems, I will re-edit original footage   digitally lol   I got it done for his grandson's birthday which is today.

 I sent them the audio so we can listen to a play when he's in bed or whatever and here's the video so it's old VHS format so i probably best of watching small screen take care of all

 Indians and dogs with the late Jimy Sidler, late James Nicholas and with Anthony Favel and myself directed by late  Lisa Sazama, Jimmy's companion Miigweech https://youtu.be/BcvKWW7fs8w

NDNs & DOGs Hybrid Doc Multi Media Play 91 94

Hi all hello all this is a hybrid redo documentary performance of my multimedia show from the 1990s Indians and dogs with the late Jimy Sidler I got it done for his grandson's birthday which is today.

 I sent them the audio so we can listen to a play when he's in bed or whatever and here's the video so it's old VHS format so i probably best of watching small screen take care of all

 Indians and dogs with the late Jimy Sidler, late James Nicholas and with Anthony Favel and myself directed by late  Lisa Sazama, Jimmy's companion

Talking Story Extended Trailer

I feel so Bad, Talking Story Extended trailer 2023

Original Video recording of song by the late Great Kelly Austin Howard Bird RIP

As We Run Away From God

inspiration

Deep In Our Changing Ways 1987

Happy New Year all

Instructions from the Lord - Prophetic words -"The Northern Lights Are A...

I repent my sins Lord. I fear not , as you will protect me as  the maker of all things. Forgive me Father, I await  you with fear and trembling.

FOR THE SON OF MAN, After thoughts this Christmas Dec 25, 2022

Best of the season! Thank you all for the words, the salutations. images, gifs, emojis, and taking time to check out my little corner of the world. I am blessed, and I am humbled by your generosity. Much love and thank to my brother, he is kind, giving, thoughtful and previous, Thank you Father for my dear brother. guide him in all he does. Thank you for my son and his family. His little one wished me Merry Christmas. She is happy.

These words are meant to share thoughts of the flesh, life, dreams, spirit, and where we are pre-destined in the book of life or elsewhere, depending on attitude, choices, and commitment and faith.

Gawa Gyani Tokyo 1994 a TILMCOM Release, donaldmorinfilms 2019

After a long day ,yesterday getting up early at  the time I did today, to finish a paper I though was due, I find out, no essay required, so God only knows  why I brooded over  this so much, thought and prayed about the thematic factor and so much hurt and pain in the world today. And wrote this paper, it is now written and done. Thank you Holy of Holies. After   my exam, this afternoon, I came  home weak, but read the thing, a few typos, and confusing phrases  due to tiredness, this dam covide, and I am only one man here alone, watching  things pass away, family pass away, and watch myself get closer and closer to death in the last ten days. Thank God for today. I watched Gawa Gyani in Japan,1994. What  an amazing group of artists ,dancers, musicians, contemporay and traditional. I am humbled by the presence of such great talent. For II am nothing without the Most High, his son and all of you to give me the love 

 and strength to  look forward to the next semester, the next set of of dreams and aspirations  of our spirit and soul  XOXOX to you all. #donaldmorintheartist

Pushing People Down 16mm film 1000ASA projected screen capture and audio

Audio soundtrack from 1984 SFU Student film Pushing People Down 16mm.Image here is  film 1000ASA projected screen capture of image from film 

Threat of Innocence (1994) Richard Crenna | Beverly D'Angelo - Mystery HD

well Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, here is a chance to see me in this old NBC MOW 1994 lol Sioux Bodyguard

A MOMENT FROM AS A KODEN TALKNG STORY WHO IS YOUR NAME A work in Progress

This is an excerpt from current film project, with one of the people in my life who worked on my film;  Leonard who’s in this scene helped in my film back a few years ago. He passed away a few years ago as well so life is short.  So I have been editing this film looking and for work God bless you all-

Cultural Appropriation in the 21st Century years after the Paper of Mechanisms of Liberation 1998.IMAG film & Video Festival 1998.

 I understand this is a thorny topic to regurgitate in the mass culture de-literate device called facebook. Many years ago I wrote a paper called Mechanism of Liberation for an early IMAG film & Video Festival IN Vancouver then operated by Dana Claxton, Cleo Reece, and other notable media artists of the day. Aspects of that paper were formulated in my NDNS IN The Age of Terror paper, but nevertheless, the paper examined forms of liberation from an indigenous perspective in an age where the mass literacy was the equivalent of a grade 8 level, (I was relying then on a Vancouver Province reference, 20th century.) Now in the 21st century in a post digital age now slowly transforming into a quantum fixation of searching for the truth, lie, or fake reality being created nano seconds before I post this reply. I can not remember what I wrote at the time of Michelle's work being thrown under the canoe, and the Steersman yells bowsman out! As my late friend gitxsan wet'suwet'en Playwright and poet Neil Benson wrote "Colonialism is the dirtiest word in the English Language." I was hanging out with Neil after my early work and training with the Chief Dan George Memorial Foundation's early video training program with late Len George and American Filmmaker Phil Lucas. A nine month training program which resulted hiring a bunch of Status Boys to earn filmmaking, and I then a young (then classified as a Metis) Indian determined to get a piece of the pie. I first heard about the program back in 1982 through a CBC guy Scott Christie , I believe was his name. He was a friendly man when I met him, kind, and enthusiastic, He talked about Transpo 86, a big production hire up to 90 native talent and the works. I left the CBC building down on Georgia , and continued on my way. a young uneducated rugrat chasing a dream, ( So to speak.) I apologize on Digressing, but the point of this reply is that back then the notion of cultural appropriation was in its infancy from my early beginnings as a student, it never crossed my mind, and it was not at all a thought until I was hired by Margo and all involved with Spirit Song Native Indian Theatre Company along with Lynne Phelan, Brenda Taylor, Rose Pointe, Ethel Gardner and many others. A wonderful time of leaning and exploring the voice. Surviving an early collective theatre piece created by young indigenous former alumni actors and friends of mine. Many first nations artists of that generation were embracing our voice as young people affected by western forms of cultural education and assimilation initiatives and as well as westerns forms of the dramatic arts. I can not go on without mentioning the early works of Buffy Saint Marie, Lee Maracle, Chrystal, and many others, I have not been taught about , or searched in my spare time. The tradition side of the people was there , but on the popular culture realm , North Hollywood was happening, and work was work if one can get it. Late 80s there were pockets of cultural appropriation groups having discussions and debates, During the Chief Dan George Program , all cultural protocol factors were followed through the touring and training of all people involved at the time. Good people involved in the early days. There was blowback against these ideas, one non-native artist refuting aspects of colonialism once when I brought up particular factors at a cultural appropriation forum at the East Cultural Centre, very early 90s. The organizer, a senior colleague had my back. On other fronts, the late Donald Ghostkeeper was implementing Indigenous Programming at the International Pitt Gallery, (The former Helen Pitt Gallery) My multi media piece Indians and Dogs combined time for western narrative story forms to space for oral story telling which crated an interesting usage of time and space and was an allegory to contact, of which the late Grace V. Mirehouse so astutely saw and mentioned to me after a community performance at the Native Education Centre In 1997 in Vancouver. BC. This performance script was the result of studying Neils written works and all of my written works of the time. His language patterning developed from his mother tongue to my very assimilated western form of language patterning in terms of vocal rhythm, sentencing structuring and how each cultural value defines who we are as a people. I started writing that work when Mr Ghostkeeper asked me to create a new work, of which I pondered and worked on for two years. I was working as a studio director and hall monitor 1990 and it was an explosive time early in 1990 for Native/Non-Native relations. As one prominent news producer at the time for CBC S.R. initials, As I sat in a daily news production meeting, she strides in pronouncing "Well, the Injuns are at it again!" as various people turned around and look at me. Roger Packer, my news monitor mentor did not say anything. The Oka Crisis happened and the cultural explosion occurred national wide, and internationally. It was a time for me an opening up of my voice as a graduated student artist after my degree of 1989, and I was fighting for our voice as a united people in all forms of creative expression of the time. Even one of my early plays (Old Windigo ) was shot down by a younger junior writer of the time , of which I took such criticism hard and wrote another draft sitting somewhere in my pie of archives ha hah. I was just writing about a topic similar to a playwright mentor I have known since those days of my youth (1982) and I mentioned my first play Two Way Street which was shot down because of many factors then , but not as encouraging as other artists, and mentors I approached in those days. Different Generations of Indigenous Artists and Cultural groups learning slowly and at times explosively the inter-generational trauma results of colonialism and all its cultural forms of aesthetic and critical forms, debates, dialogues or condemnations of popular culture , popular forms, people, places and things. I seen it, I experienced it as a student, a teacher, as an Elder and today as a man walking the streets going home to do the work I do. Individuals losing all forms of control and thought and movement as drugs and trauma take over ones life; spilling milk erratically everywhere, doing the "dance" as ones says. Losing a culture of oral traditions, and ones mother tongue and gaining a culture of dysfunctionality , a popular culture of dysfunctionality and the Hollywood Hallucinations paints the dreams and aspirational of mass culture consumers everywhere. Stories being regurgitated over and over again as the bottom script of the pie becomes the top again. since film was film and video was video Indians were everywhere stuffed in a can, tape cassette or box to package with the latest toy or fad. I worked in it, I exploited it for economic gain, my career and my learning path. I differentiated between the pap, the protocol and made good and and choices in my life and perhaps today I can still make good choices for a better way of growth and understanding. As one of my professors and teachers taught back in the day avec Performance of Society, Jerry Zaslove. The cultural politics of each period of history, at one point in time finds the demon , or creates the demonic myth to attached all society's evil trappings on; that one scapegoat of the given time. Today's cancel culture is a prime re-creation of such mythification of the duality of vice and pleasure in a world caught with the veil pulled down and Lies become truths, and "someone" tends to wash their hands in the equation. Here it is loaded with the tidbits of a Canadian Cheap popular culture version of Network. I am as mad as hell and I am not going to take it anymore. Bang Crash, Kaboom, as the TV, Internet, and all Social Media Devices are thrown out the window! Again! In my career in all its inter-disciplinary forms , dysfunctional pathways of inter-generational explosion's, trappings , ingestions, and other methods of self damnation to understand my "colonial " past, it has has shown me all the positive and negative aspects of "Indianness" in the Historical real, The Spectacle real, and the Erotic Real.) How we all relate to forms, images , words, and songs on the level of history defining such idea, or how the spectacle defines such forms, or how the erotic defines forms. Erotic real in the sense of how the body, our bodies, your body defines the forms that define what is normal in society, what is immoral, wrong, and so on. , The ideas and forms behind this quagmire of discontent, hate, and years of work, determination and perseverance of both sides of the colonial fence has been devastating, emotional, and tragic for all parties involved. The powers that be, whoever they are , whether physical or spiritual are determined to maintain the divide and conquer mentality in society in all cultures, in all races, in all political, economic, educational and class structure of all that defines who we are as a society. Whether religion or politics is a surmountable on another signified level, it goes deeper into the rabbit hole of colonial and its devastating impact on our women, children due to the lose of the mother tongue and all that is indigenous. People only have to google my works online where I mention the devastating affects of colonialism of the first people of this continent and generations after as a result of the euro-centric validation of what is of value cultural , politically, or otherwise in this Affirmative culture I will leave it at that for now. In closing I worked with Michelle om the past with a theatre Company in BC and she was a wonder actor to work with , graceful, humble and kind, plus lots of fun. In my career as an artist, I have not pleased everyone in my life or career. , I have my far share of failures, but as well much successes. I will defend people's right to create and trust their God given talents , and not withdraw from ones work and goals in life. After being knocked down you still get up. Life is not easy today and Michele is on a path of truth , and trusting the Creator's guidance and direction regardless of the corporate or community valuations happening around this difficult topic of the day XXO to all

Addendum a few hours later. When I wrote this, I was awake from, 14:45 pm last night till around 5:30 am this morning. So apologies on typos. I was watching out for them but saw a a few when I woke up again.

https://nationalpost.com/opinion/jonathan-kay-the-cancelation-of-michelle-latimer-has-become-another-disgrace-to-the-cbc?fbclid=IwAR3qHBQPeGsbR-RpXMej0nOkM3Bi2ioryb7x88T1eVx54BOfhdnqIck5wxw

AS A KODEN TALKING STORY WHO IS YOUR NAME CROWD FUNDING RELEASE STREAM...

Glory to God in the Highest  in allowing me to create this film! 

Now looking for Funders, Patrons , Artists & Actors, to help finish this film

AS A KODEN , TALKING STORY, WHO IS YOUR NAME?

written by Donald Morin, Producer/Director Donald Morin.

Artists in talks  to be involved Line Producer Thorsten Nesch.

Director of Photography Malcom Soosay, Production Design Judith Ann Gale, 

European Liaison Producer Gabriele Mattner,  International  Inuit Actor, Filmmaker &  Mask Dancer Laila Kristina Hansen.

With Bradley Fehr  as Howard  Stovonich,  Natalyia Kemick as Moira 

Saint Stevens, Curtis Cardinal as  Johnny Light Fingers, and Mr. Morin

as Willy Frencheater.  If interested in helping out email donaldmorin@gmail.com, dammedia@icloud.com. Place in Subject line, Support for film.

Sponsors/Supporters/Patrons: Ronald Morin, Dwayne Gilham, Loretta Todd. Grants  provided by Alberta Media Alliance, Alberta Arts Foundation,   Also thanks to  the Alberta Media Alliance, and The Alberta Arts Foundation. Dedicated to God and his servants, my granddaughter  and the next 7 generations. XO Donald Morin, the Artist . Please NOTE: ( TV Monitor VOICE-OVER scene of late James Nicholas talking about  Pangaea ( Turtle Island) before    we separated was recorded 2,000 by Artist Deloras Dallas. With permission that scene was part of 7 Fires 4 ...Kitchi Manitou 2,004. The third version of  the 7 Fires ...film was  presented at the 2004  Global Indigenous Media panels and screenings along with his paper Indians In The Age of Terror. Paper  edited by writer, scholar & mentor Rasunah Marsden. Both forms presented  at the Society for Cinema and Media International Conference for Cinema & Media Studies, Atlanta Georgia and as well as at; a post graduate seminar at the University of Georgia Art & Design, USA. Academic  venture completed with the support of Ron Morin Law, Joyce Fossella  and Staff at the Vancouver Native Education Centre, and Office  of External Affairs, Canada.  Pam Wilson, Academic and Writer , a key organizer  of the Global Indigenous Panel wrote "Donald also a filmmaker, and teacher formerly at Vancouver's Native Education Centre, "raised extremely important political and cultural questions about the indigenous media in today's "age of terror" and the use of film technology as a tool of resistance to capitalism. Donald theorized what he sees as a move from the age of mechanical reproduction towards an “age of technological authenticity.”  2nd version of 7 Fires Film presented Terre at La Vue Festival Montreal, 2003, and originally premiered 2,002 at the IMAG Vancouver Film Festival.  A Native Revisionist Creations  production of  a Mannitou Creations Presentation of the Indigenous Literacy Manufacturing Company  of Eagle Feathers Film & Music Manufacturing Company. Incorporated in the Province of Alberta, February 2019. CEO: Indigenous Actor/Modern Dancer, Composer, Singer/Songwriter & Experimental  Filmmaker Donald Morin, ba   7 Fires 4 U ...Kitchi Manitou funded by Ronald Morin, Canada Heritage Funding 1994, Canada Council fort The Arts, 98, 2001, and John Kim Bell of The Canadian Native Arts Foundation, 1992. XO 2 ALL.  A DAM TILMCOM  Stream. copyright Donald Morin 2021

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music  Monsieur Cote by D Morin avec text from Windigo film aussi

Background vocals Laila Kristina Hansen Greenland Artist/Filmmaker

Man buys a Paper, Woman has a gun, by Donald Morin

Thanks to Taz Bouchier for Eagle Prayer Song

recorded at the 2013  Edmonton Red Jam Slam Resonating

Reconciliation Event.

This is Getting too REAL, Why is Nobody Talking About This

So true mathematics, energu, and sacredness of life

FOR ISSAC LEE KOOTENAY

 

Good Morning, Good Afternoon, Good Evening.

ADDENDUM TO MY TIME EARLIER TODAY: 

This post five hours ago this morning  was to share new work  and the creations of a new video stream given to me in God's Glory to later  help  a special  person,  The words written  after  a hard day's work in  responsibilities and prayer.  So why worry , does worrying  add a single day, take  your troubles, worried thoughts away? "No my  little children,  For I am love,  mercy, kindness, and the spirit before the fast. Clean  ones body, mind, and spirit,  the soul is washed clean as the whiteness of the lamb. God is great." He gave us today, words for a new song, a new idea to create change. He allowed me to transition  over into this day five hours ago to write  this song, of which then I laid my head to sleep, struggling to stay wake.  Sleep in the mess of the world, I wake up  to this same day to work for my  thoughts and prayers.  I will see Issac, give him  the video I am creating for him, and God willing   the notes of  the universal heavens will transcend  down as gifts for you and me.  The Cave of Treasures may be  a story   from  one's time of the flesh. Flesh  the same as  your and mine; twisted into to weapons of hate, war, and death  by the EVIL  reality of this time, close and so far, smiling so sweetly, In my face,  in  a machine with wheels, in my thoughts as  pride  becomes my downfall.  For I will be nothing not here, there and everywhere, but possibly  pulled by minions using the communicative hot wires of  the hell bound train. Myth, shit, , The excremental culture book broken into two,  my songs on the floor. It is only through words, our  life and deeds wil be remembered. For better or for worse, they say? Oh how ashamed I will be, on the floor before the Throne, the lamb, pierces  moves his hand. Metatron shares  what he records. I go to the right, I go to the left,

A dream and a nightmare, I go do   good deeds and works, still nothing to show, hand in hand.

 

"Ya Ya  ya ya",  like my song before;  Norm Bullion said, as I say today; "This is for the Native People!...{to late Baby Tramp}..You got to back me up!...)".  I can write and say  the truths or the lies to appease the crowd of swans and ducklings  swimming in the pool of watery life,  like this or that cyber-matter, ego stroked  by  the midnight madness of day shopping blues, TP  no-where to be found.  I can pretend like #45, but the flesh is the same, slowly melting away,  the one of the two hundred shared  the beautiful colours of illusion to tease all men   of wants  and pleasures.  So God bless everyone one of you.  Thank you for  your wonderment, as words transcend time and space. One soul had  his words, demons , and dreams, I visited him once,  with the lack of respect for the village of the dead,  I was taught a lesson that day.  Mon pere lachaise cemetery, the story within the sauvage story of life, as my burgundy queen reminded me of the weakness of my flesdh, blook spilling on the ground  from my foot. Unworthiness to  share time with the souls of greatness and shame.   I walked to find my friends, Gave tobacco and prays  to the one I smeared, meeting late Morrison  laying there every so sweetly,  humans giving praise to  a pop culture idol  transcending time  and space. I gave tobacco again,   as ones and others asked for a picture of me between  the "Morin" family grave, and the grave of the one who wrote "...light my fire."  God rest his soul. Merci Michelle Campbell, you were there, that fateful day, we walked among the great emptiness of life, creation and death, Artists and great humans  to remember   what  was won and lost?  BREAK I apologize for all these words, , the taking of time and space, but should I? Conditioned to  please, symbolic connected to  "To plead".  Janice Toulouse said "please" transformed from the notion of   the poor pleading, begging from the rich.  The great  Artist  Janice Toulouse, an artist and medicine woman who saved me. IF  people do not know, we  lived together for  year and some, but my addiction  was the worse of me then. Forgive me Janice, IT is through our women ,we are taught the "Goodness of the Creator,  and men watch today, as Naomi tells Ruth about the rewards of an over flowing cup. God, work and humility  governs the day but we are all fallen, and words will be remembered. as God teaches me. IT was a battle in the mind, as this song  started in the back ground of life 2017  when as Job, the cards were dealt, cosmic words shared and exchanged, my writing  changed and began that day in praise of God,  an angel of passed time , now over my son and grand daughter.

 

Dorian, I miss you daily,  you are the blessing  she gave me. Grandchild, read this some day.

 

So yes, you will worry, but  please do not, Understand why I write  these words, "For [our] days are numbered. as Metatron records the day. It is for Isaac  I realized  yesterday as today continues. God bless you   again for your time and ears and eyes. XOXOXO

Now   . .. If one wants to hear the audio of the video, I am creating now go to my number one music site to hear it. We have all been there! END OF ADDENDUM 

 

 Tansi? My days  are numbered, God is great, thinking of a young indigenous man at a crossroad, just like me so many years ago.  Now today, at that same crossroad, I put my hands in the Creator's hands for the battle ahead. AS the lyrics of my new song goes:

 

The Battle of Madness

Lyrics & Music by Donald Morin

Written for the Glory of God, and the son of Man.

Who is Coming Soon.

 

The Battle of Madness

The battle  of Spirits,  Inside/outside

the mind of life, madness, gentleness,

anger  seeping around edges. Madness yes,

we are all going mad. The desire of love,

mercy, compassion,

verisimilitude searching, surfing, browsing

the interpretations of words,

bit data codes 0s & 1s text, images, streams  a/v madness

fake rivers of sacred water  and fiberglass canoes.

Fake life all around, masks for many

the hidden madness of the aging mirror.

Take a second look, Am I real?

 

Gripping onto the wheel.

driving thru the words of time and space.

God is great, God is good, Jesus,

I know is coming soon.

He was with the red race, black race,

yellow race, and  then the white race.

This age of Aquarius begins,

sorrow after sorrow mounts the scales.

Mercy angels waiting, flaming swords  held

by others armor tighten and fit

Feathers rest ,  The Golden Throne shines.

Seven Candles  light, the lamb of God walks by,

 

his hands every so lightly

brings the fire  seven fold,

I  write and wake

Fear and trembling

Madness found me

Crossroads bound

 

Take a second look, Am I real?

Gripping onto the wheel.

driving thru the words of time and space.

Jesus coming soon.

Issac , a word time pass

awakes for the new man

the new woman, young and old giving

our love  abound

Madness trips,

Oh SO deep, A better day, new day,

new earth, words  not bound.