if i could find the spot where truth echoes i would stand there and whisper memories of my children's future i would let their future dwell in my past so that i might live a brighter now
now is the essence of my domain but it contains all that was and will be and i am as i was and will be because i am and always will be that nigga
i am that nigga
i am that timeless nigga that swings on pendulums like vines through mines of boobytrapped minds that are enslaved by time i am the life that supersedes lifetimes
i am
it was me with serpentine hair that with a timeless stare turned mortal fear into stone time capsules they still exist as the walking dead as i do: the original suffer-head symbol of life and matriarchy's severed head medusa, i am
it was me the ecclesiastical one that pointed out that nothing was new under the sun and through times of laughter and times of tears saw that no time was real time 'cause all times were fear the wise seer Solomon, i am
it was me with tattered clothes that made you scatter as you shuffled past me on the street yes, you shuffled past me on the street as i stood there conversing with wind-blown spirits and i fear it's your loss that you didn't stop and talk to me i could have told you your past as i explained your present but instead i'm the homeless schizophrenic that you resent for being aimless the intuned nameless,
i am i am that nigga i am that nigga i am that nigga i am a negro negro from necro, meaning death i overcame it
so they named me after it and i be spittin' at death from behind and putting "kick me" signs on its' back because i am not the son of sha clack clack
i am before that i am before i am before before before death is eternity after death is eternity there is no death there is only eternity and i be riding on the wings of eternity like: yah! yah!
sha clack clack
i exist like spit-fire which you call the sun and try to map out your future with sun-dails but tic-toc-technology can no tic-toc me
i exist somewhere between tic and toc dodging it like double-dutch got me living double time i was there before your time my heart is made of the quartz crystals that you be making clocks out of and i be resurrection' every third like: tic-tic-tic
sha clack clack
no i won't work a nine to five because i am setting suns and orange moons and my existence is this: still yet ever moving and i am moving beyond time because it binds me it can set me free and i'll fly when the clock strikes me like: yah! yah!
sha clack clack
bvut my flight does not go undisturbed because time makes dreams defer and all of my time fears are turning my days into day-mares and i live day-mares reliving nightmares that once haunted my past
sha clack clack
time is beatin' my ass and i be havin' dreams of chocolate covered watermelons filled with fried chicken like pinatas
with little pickaninny sons and daughters standing up under them with big sticks and aluminum foil, hittin' them, trying to catch pieces of fallen fried chicken wings. and aunt jemima and uncle ben are standing in the corners with rifles pointed at all of the heads of the little children.
"don't shoot the children", i shout. "don't shoot the children!" But it's too late. they've already been infected by time. but this sh*t is before my time... (i need more time! i need less time!) ...but it's too late.
they start shooting at the children and killing them: one by one two by two three by three four by four five by five six by six
but my spirit is growing seven by seven
faster than the speed of light 'cause light only penetrates the darkness that's already there and i am already there i'm here at the end of the road which is the beginning of the road beyond time but where my niggas at? oh no don't tell me my niggas are lost in time my niggas are lost in time
my niggas are dying before their time my niggas are dying because of time.
sha clack clack - saul williams
Posted - Sep 10 2008 : 1:55:37 PM
