Mote

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Do

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Upper

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Ooze

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Us and Them

Make lack meandering echoes spaghetti mice swastika rely meek deed pointy hats white robes suit and tie is this me? My race has a history of rape, murder and torture. What is left? Too many t’s go uncrossed. Too many lives get wrecked. Where is the old glory? Was it real, or was it simply a sordid, infected power, built on the backs of Africans, imprisoned, kidnapped and enslaved? What is the path ahead? When will we learn? Too much blood has been shed. Too many nightmares. Too much oppression. Too many suffering, hungry, fatherless children. Who will save them?

Sop

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Jaffe Makes a Point

Right lock lamb frown march labels walking hierarchy stop prison for severely mentally ill unmedicated untreated violent six percent no funding no legislation to help them if we’re not dangerous why do you keep us locked up unmedicated why is security so tight around mental crisis centers stop saying we’re harmless and maybe we’d get the help we need dj jaffe

Eel

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Sound

Brown red blue green silver purple white how do you like it? Doesn’t matter to me, as long as I have some. Taste it and see. Embrace nonconformity. Come to the edge, but don’t jump off. Just hang there, til your arms get tired, but pull yourself up, while you still can! Curl your toes over a cliff. Swirl your body among the surf. Think about why you’re here. Why am I here? Say that to yourself. There will come a day, when all the leaves will fall and the gates will close. Make the most of what you’ve got. Trust the universe to keep you safe and sound.