Tuesday: Beethoven in Wonderland

"I believe six impossible things before breakfast everyday."

-Alice, from the Tim Burton directed Alice in Wonderland 

After speaking with Haydn who was Beethoven's teacher, Andre de Hevesy, says:

"Everybody knows the incident at Kismarton or Eisenstadt, the residence of Prince Esterhazy. In the middle of the first allegro of Haydn's symphony, His Highness asked the name of the author. He(Beethoven) was brought forward. "'What!'exclaimed the prince, 'the music is by this blackamoor? 'Well, my fine blackamoor, henceforward, thou art in my service.'"

There lies a stark contrast between what we call history and what actually took place. I never would've thought there was so much to learn about genius, just by the way the records described his face.

Blacker den coal

Prouder den gold

Be who you are

Take pride in what you know....To Be True* 

Every now and then

Its perfectly sane for us to

Slip down the rabbit hole

Where cats

disappear every summer

And wild animals

speak in tones, still wilder

Like Lazy boys

reclined behind

the wood grain wheel of a hummer

Pistola to stomach

Grippin the steering wheel 

For dear life

Shook' ones, sweatin

Eye'time they hear them sirens

Dockin and dodgin

Flashing lights and

dem'

out-stand-in-war-rants

The walls of sanity are up for debate, particularly if the instruments used to measure are as crazy as their claims...

The ringin in my ears still haven't stopped. I don't know too many black folk that go by the name Ludwig, but shit I am who I am and he is who he is. I prefer to get my answers from the desperate homeless and crazy. Seems like we have to be a whisker from losing it all to ever come clean.

So yea, I think he's part-black and I don't wanna go back.....

One favor for me please? Hum a tune for me in D minor.  

An Ode to humanity and rhythm.  Joy to the world, our savior's come. Or is it just my imagination? 

If your heart doesn't believe in it,

neither will the eyes

You've been here once before

Back then, you were only about yay high

See you just don't remember

But i respect you for neva pretending

But let me I assure you,

you were here once before

Picked the lock 

Of the night sky's door

A noble crime

We would adore

But now fear's got you by the balls

And if it squeezes any tighter

It'll be dial tones

When the God in you calls

You built the seat of the Gods

But walk

Like a stranger in their halls

Here comes 

The illusion

You are who you are

Amidst the physical confusion 

A man

Resembling God

in a prison

of his own choosing

...If you've never seen poetry via ivory.

Science by way of ebony.

Vibratory Alchemy 

Heart to Hearts

with the human family

You dont have 2 see the unseen

Long as you feel the presence

Sonnets from the chakras

dark matter from the heavens

The magic in the frame of the mysterious Black-a-moor....

Your skin is so intelligent

The touch never fails

Symphony No. 9

From the divine

Playing your melanin

True to scale

"Most intellects don't believe in God, but they fear us just the same" ;)

- Badu

thank you for reading

*peace to the heart from the heart