by The Living Theatre and
the People of Antebellum Gallery
during the Know Your Rites Tour, August 2016
WHAT HAPPENS WHEN WE TAKE MORE
THAN WE NEED? WHAT HAPPENS WHEN
WE CANT GO HOME?
Change, come out of our comfort
zone, new beginnings.
MY BODY OWNS ITSELF, IT IS NOT YOURS OR MINE
THOUGH I, THE SELF, CONDUCT IT, THROUGH SPACE & TIME
Lint screwing out that not spirited away,
and melting the disc in a toaster
How is that the greed of others is
so apparent, but we have so much trouble seeing
It takes village...
Hooking, judgement, despair, bad trips.
When you’ve experience enough of this,
you get REAL + Join the Living Theatre.
One mane’s greed
Is another man’s dream
How will you replace
What you displaced
When push comes to shove?
DOES EXPLORATION OF TRIVIAL PURSUITS
OVER CONTRIBUTING TO SOCIETY MAKE ME GREEDY
greed creates colonialism
wherever you live
I FIND THE PLACE I LIVE
IN NO LONGER ALLOWS
ME. WHERE AM I TO GO?
I know... to the place where boundaries
are no longer bred or needed or fed
The moment a human said, “This is mine!”
That is the moment government was created.
His blood done run cold. Fortune and
a deity was the final twist of the sword.
You are not my slave! cause
am not a slave I
LOVE ONE ANOTHER ALL BE
TAKE. GRAB. No sense of others struggle.
MINE. ONLY MINE. EVER MINE. MINE.
Two mouths. Which one will eat more? Which
will speak and be heard... more... which is prettier
or two mouths kiss or be soft and still or quivering
Blood on the mouth. Blood is yours. Blood does not
belong to you. Don’t fool yourself. Mine, yours.
Is there a sum of wealth that is enough? Or are
most of us such gluttons that we would devour the world.
WORK HARD PLAY HARD
SAVINGS ACCOUNT IS CLUTCH.
Surrounded on all sides, fighting my displacement by writing lines...
What is poetry is nothing more than a lovely disguise for
the undressed ugly truth? The made-up face that
Hides the real you?
one can’t go wrong.
Gimme Louis Vitton. Gimme Don Perignon. Gimme
Mercedes. Gimme Gimme Gimme Arbeit macht frei
Mares eat oats + does eat oats
and little lambs eat ivy
WHY IN THIS WEALTHIEST OF COUNTRIES
DO WE HAVE PEOPLE SLEEPING IN THE STREET?