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Sunday, May 28, 2017


we live in an era of profound cognitive dissonance...ruled by a gang of bigots, thugs, and habitual liars--we resist...rebelling against a looming fascist order...our social system is in a death spiral--the catastrophe of climate change and forced migration becomes more visceral with each passing season...we face the threat of new wars--while still mired in the toxic debris of old ones...the nepotistic ineptitude of 45 brings us close to an existential crisis...either we build power to transform this sick system--bringing regime change home at last...or the craven elites governing our polity will be the harbingers of certain death...there is still hope--and we have subterranean energy and magic on our side...but the clock is ticking--and the death spiral of delusional omnipotence haunts our global human tribe...
--BYPO PHOENIX c) 2017

Thursday, May 18, 2017


we meet--we touch--we kiss--we fuck...carnal urge satisfied--but its never enough...liminaly queer--you tempt me to try...but conversion is a chimera--a mirage of the night...eros is a blessing--sex positive redefined...i seek with my tongue a wormhole to your and night--night and day--i long for connection...shining bright in cosmic rays--the moon is my love the one you're with is a noble goal...craving the unavailable leaves me burnt and alone...eros redefined--stars and black realign--karmic powers infuse our lives

Sunday, May 14, 2017


love is a gift--love is a curse...heartbreak leaves me sick--toxic debris is the worst...from wild nights in gotham--to the beaches of zipolite...i've met my karmic match--in the flames that fire when you meet heart has been opened wide--to transcendant transcendant love--to that space where time is frozen...if i ever let you in--if i ever use these are forever under my skin--like a sheath protects a sword...i've wasted time yearning--for men beyond approach...intoxicated by the burning in my heart and in my throat...i knew i was different--by age eight or ten... i acquired queer sentience--seduced the cocks of older and lust--heart and mind--orgasmic thrust--orgasmic and trust in the night--fuel my soul with desire

Friday, May 12, 2017


mystic visions appear--sent by angels above...cryptic circles of light--harbingers of love...eyes wide open--eyes wide shut--lies unspoken for love and lust...hieroglyphics branded hard--deeply rooted in my brain...i may be manic--but i'm far from insane...every shadow in the dark--shimmers incandescent like a prophecies come to mind--new futures coalesce...the neurodiversity of our species is a sacred gift...pathologized so often--derided and dismissed...i wrote about manic zen--and i am feeling it now...readying for the safety of a psych ward--hoping to hone my powers...eyes wide open--eyes wide shut...the cosmos burns bright--blessing our minds with stardust

Thursday, May 11, 2017


we are vagrants and migrants--united by defiance...we swear by mutant creeds--evolving newborn lutte ouvriere--class war in gallic style...flows through intersectional rivers--elevating the marginalized...un ejercito grows transcendant--a global army rising justicia es nuestra alma--black power here and now...infidel or agnostic--atheist or devout...we reignite an intifada--shaking off deadly powers...we must uproot patriarchy--dismantle white supremacy...our people yearn to live-yearn to love-yearn to breathe...the rancid stench of criminality grows more toxic by the day...we face a system out of control--a world in chronic pain...nuestro ejercito infiel can stop this juggernaut in its tracks...inspired by a synergy of tactics--making workers' power a nascient fact....arise ye prisoners of starvation--arise ye wretched of the earth...a titanic struggle is looming--si se puede--oui on peut


indigenous roots meet tectonic rites...physical truth unveiled by the night...i see fire in the moon--radiating solar rays...i crave carnal proof of spiritual ways...cuerpo means body--tattooed by latin hands...we connect eye to eye--we fuck and we dance...erotic charge--fired cosmically...meets the sithian threat psychospiritually...i yearn to be loved--i strive to be is a drug--we always want more...i am wired late at night---digesting new visions...intoxicated by the light--syncing with my nervous gods we have faith--to noble truth we adhere...transgressing mortal laws--letting nirvana reappear

Wednesday, May 10, 2017


life and death--day and night--a phoenix rises--flying high and burning bright...i see fire inside--fire in your eyes--smoldering in darkness--just out of sight...our time on this earth is bounded by time...but memory lives on--psychic power recombines...ageing and fragile--undone by mortality's hand...your guidance will transcend the grave--if we summon the power to understand...mere mortals we are--evolving towards the unknown...death is a cruel teacher--leaving seeds waiting to be much loss--so much pain--so many words left unsaid...cosmic love flies transcendent--burning in the ashes of the dead

Wednesday, April 26, 2017


one hundred days of insanity bombast and bigotry...more than one hundred days of resistance--reaching deeper and summoning the best of the human spirit...the quasi-comic spectacle of proto-fascist corporate incompetence would be amusing if the stakes weren't so deathly high...war games in the middle east--saber rattling of atomic dimensions in east asia...tens of thousands converge for climate justice--led by front line communities and fiercely styled by a small legion of vibrant artists crafting flags banners and parachutes...may day will be another day without an immigrant--erecting a proud wall of resistance to the threatening tide of anti-immigrant xenophobia....organizing in the age of trump is an exercise in navigating contradictions...every day there is an urgent meeting or action--some new outrage...the fire of the moment is intense and palpable...but this is a marathon not a sprint--and we must care for ourselves, for our communities, and for those we love if we are to remain sane amidst this maelstrom...we are evolving a hive mind of resistance--a deeply rooted think tank of cosmic proportions...building power to transform by any means necessary--and through all available avenues...our tweets are public and our texts are encrypted...cops can raid our homes and find only a rough outline of the world we want to build--socialism, communism, it what you will--but the truth wears many masks and emerges through subterranean tunnels aspiring to make borders obsolete...we worship the sun--we see angels dance in the moonlight--and our hive mind drives deep building a capacity for social transformation of godlike dimensions

Monday, April 17, 2017


natural selection--queer resurrection...immaculate conception is an age-old deception...amplify our voices--magnify the choices...if karma is a bitch then feed the bitch some morsels...sexed-up homo thugs--veins infused by cosmic drugs...hit the streets in search of love--copulate with gods above...the shitstorm clusterfuck of the cheetoh-fuhrer--warbucks...breeds an opposition starstruck--with jedi powers--rising up...heed your dreams and meditate--organize and orchestrate...bomb the streets and demonstrate--flash your eyes and dilate...cerebral sex and cosmic head feed the spirit--raise the dead...symbiotic femmes in bed fill the bigots' heads with dread...jesus resurrected makes rebel hearts connected...nazi lies dissected--our species' fate corrected...queer pride burns deep inside--demolishing the bigots' lies...trans power--like a fire--summons angels--flying higher
--BYPO PHOENIX c) 2017

Friday, April 14, 2017


it is excruciatingly late and i am wired...thoughts flowing fast like the currents of the nile--pondering the mysteries of consciousness--examining the porous boundary between genius and psychosis...this is not entirely new territory--ever since my first mania i have wondered what to make of all these intense and visceral sensations--inspiring my brain like angels from above...perception of time is relative for all of us--but for my subterranean bypo tribe it is a cosmic fire that needs tending lest it burn wildly out of control...the zen of mania is a deceptive and janus-faced beast--sucking you into delusional fantasy while simultaneously offering its dialectical inverse--profound insight into the psychosocial spiritual and existential questions that haunt humankind...i am profoundly dedicated to transforming our society into one that can amplify neurodiversity--overthrowing the nefarious and self-perpetuating logic of profiteering bigotry and state sanctioned violence...i am also profoundly dedicated to sanity--which is why i have no problem checking in at a trusted hospital to gauge whether my self-analyzed assessment of my place within the torrid manic-depressive spectrum is accurate and grounded...this is becoming a long poem--and i really need to sleep...let me close with an appeal--never be afraid to ask for support--mental health is a human your inner zen and hold fast to the belief that we have yet to discover what wonders our species can achieve nurtured by love and respect--and freed from the shackles of capitalism...we yearn for a classless future--for new and sustainable ways of being--manic zen is a beacon--an aspiration of a mutant tribe