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i thought they were wind chimes in the streets at night with my young eyes i looked to the east and the distant ringing of ghost ponies rose from the ground Ponies Ponies Ponies (the young horse becomes a funny sounding word) i looked to the east seeking buddhas to justify those bells weeping in the darkness The Underground Horses are rising Cherokee, Delaware, Huron we will return your land to you the young horses will return your land to you to purify the land with their tears The Underground Horses are rising to tell their fathers 'in the streets at night the bells of Cherokee ponies are weeping.'
the bells of the Cherokee ponies
by d.a.levy
to jim lowel’s goldfish ---- d.a. levy
http://www.thing.net/~grist/l&d/dalevy/levy-l3.htm
from Tombstone as a Lonely Charm (Part 3) by D. A. Levy
if you want a revolution return to your childhood and kick out the bottom
dont mistake changing headlines for changes
if you want freedom dont mistake circles for revolutions
think in terms of living and know you are dying & wonder why
if you want a revolution learn to grow in spirals always being able to return to your childhood and kick out the bottom
This is what ive been trying to say—if you attack the structure— the system—the establishment you attack yourself KNOW THIS! & attack if you must challenge yourself externally
but if you want a revolution return to your childhood & kick out the bottom
be able to change yr own internal chemistry
walk down the street & flash lights in yr head at children
this is not a game your childhood is the foundation of the system
walk down the street flash lights in yr head at children but be wary of anyone old enough to kill
learn how to disappear
before they can find you
(that is, if you want to stay alive)
if you want a revolution do it "together" but dont get trapped in words or systems
people are people no matter what politics color or words they use & they all have children buried in their head
if you want a revolution grow a new mind & do it quietly if you can
return to your childhood and kick out the bottom then become a being not dependent on words for seeing
whenever you get bored change headlines colors politics words change women
but if you really want a revolution learn how to change your internal chemistry then go beyond that
walk down the streets & flash light at yourself