“The current climate in Inner City Innermind is
dangerously vague… Current population in Inner City Innermind is
almost infinite… Typical inhabitants’ ages vary from pre-birth to
imagined ancientness-
-On your left, lotused in those vast Redwood mountains, drizzled with
fragrant Maples, wet Eucalyptus & sappy Ferns-
We believe it’s best that you look out for various Maliks, pre-birth to around 22
!ATTENTION!
If you ever happen to find “a Malik” over 22 mind-years-old,
lurking suspiciously in those dense drenched woods
weaving between the faint aroma of Black & Milds & Beedies driftin’
from that smokey quartz cave densely packed with
depressed teenagers, free-stylin’ forest spells & smokin’ kryptonite,
boomboxes blastin’ Cube’s “Endangered Species”-on rewind, loopin’-
Those all-too-new-to-memorize-parental-advisory-advised lyrics but still,
cursing in unison inside that proud choir (cacophony of curses harmonizin’ until a sudden cassette-change to)
Miles & Gil or Duke & Ella or Mingus & Dolphy morphs
young bloods into personifications of Milarepa, until
Steppenwolf & Enkidu carefully creep pass Anyawu, Doro-ing
inside that clear eyed cyclops, holdin’ its breath, listening close as thread to spool for
any detuned chakras resonating through all that thick Black & Mild air as Brotha Lynch Hung blasts,
“Walkin’ To My Funeral” then “Season Of The Siccness” then “Situation On Dirty”- WE INTERRUPT THIS
PROGRAM TO REMIND YOU=
If ever ,you happen to encounter a Malik, who’s over 25 but under 77-mind-years-old,
immediately inform a teenage Malik, who can’t help but
appear threatening- even if he accidentally grins at your gaze, instinctively intimidating you-
please pay no mind to his various stereotypical cloaks of self defense-
On 2nd thought-
Please, for your own safety, don’t bother any of the Malik’s,
they’re all suffering from
severe institutionally programmed violent youth disorder-
you know what eye mean?
Ever since all those Fall-Out-War-On-Drugs-Shelters collapsed from
being too packed for too long with Malik & all his murdered friends
(not a single murderer ever found, convicted or specifically suspected)...
Careful around all those Maliks under 27 years young, most of ‘em Gangbang, Invisibility
(they’re still in denial about their dysfunctional paranoia of
so-called blank-amerikkkan-men in uniforms & suits)
desperately disappearing at the threat of
bored bounty hunters slangin’ stolen organs &
branding slogans on every inch of their fragile turtle shells...
As blank-faced new age mystics claim they’ve evolved beyond color.
Current climate in inner-city inner-mind’s tremblin’
as colorless forests remain, Just Fine as another inferno continues
ash-raining on sizzling’ Redwoods, Eucalyptus ignite & burning Maples bleed turquoise sap
meanwhile, Elder Hermit Malik takes to the streets campaigning,
seekin’ all those younger terrified Malik’s to
polish up their petrified pineal glands while carefully interrogating them about
their rumored allegiances to recent violent inner-revolutions that left
thousands of Malik’s martyred…
Please, for your own safety, keep an attentive eye out for
those maimed Malik’s sculptures in Martyr’s Square
Located @ the corner of 33rd Street & Honest Obsidian Boulevard
Please offer your offerings at the street corner altars or
take a sincere silent moment to acknowledge their endless genocide-
but whatever you do under no circumstance do not, eye repeat
Do not attempt to film, record or photograph them
The last one who tried to was eaten alive by 5 Veridian eyed infants with
ravenous appetites for surprised racist flesh.
