Ohm

through meditation I program my heart

to beat breakbeats and hum basslines on exhalation

[Saul beatboxes] "ohm"

I burn seven day candles that melt

into twelve inch circles on my mantle

and spin funk like myrrh

[Saul beatboxes] "ohm"

and I can fade worlds in and out with my mixing patterns

letting the Earth spin as I blend in Saturn

niggaz be like spinning windmills, braiding hair

locking, popping, as the sonic force

of the soul keeps the planets rocking

the beat don't stop when, soulless matter blows

into the cosmos, trying to be stars

the beat don't stop when, Earth sends out satellites

to spy on Saturnites and control Mars

cause niggaz got a peace treaty with Martians

and we be keepin em up to date with sacred gibberish

like "sho' nuff" and "it's on"

the beat goes on, the beat goes on, the beat goes "ohm"

and I roam through the streets of downtown Venus

trying to auction off monuments of Osiris' severed penis

but they don't want no penis in Venus

for androgynous cosmology sets their spirits free

and they neither men nor women be

but they be down with a billion niggaz who have yet to see

that interplanetary truth is androgynous

and they be sending us shoutouts through shooting stars

and niggaz be like, "Whattup?" and talking Mars

cause we are so-lar and regardless of how far we roam from home

the universe remains our center, like "ohm"

I am no Earthling, I drink moonshine on Mars

and mistake meteors for stars cause I can't hold my liquor

but I can hold my breath and ascend like wind to the black hole

and play galaxaphones on the fire escapes of your soul

blowing tunes through lunar wombs, impregnating stars

giving birth to suns, that darken the skins that skin our drums

and we be beating infinity over sacred hums

spinning funk like myrrh until Jesus comes

and Jesus comes everytime we drum

and the moon drips blood and eclipses the sun

and out of darkness comes a [Saul beatboxes]

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