Spit First, Transcribe Later Chapter 6

Good evening it's Loki of Literati. It's 7:51, / time for a nifty quick one. Shift up out of my bones and get quick to go. Another graveyard shift so my weekends are AUUGH, this way. I can't quite miss on the sunshine that comes out it's usually my time to be asleep. / I have to just go without. / Into the dark I keep. / Quite devout / to the graveyard shift all the time / so when I play I have to go hard / and completely shift my mind / to a whole different way and vision. / Alter my own circadian rhythm, / stay on the chaos mode all the time. / It won't lay off. I don't mind. / I just have to play right. / Other people have to remind / me whether it's day or night. / My mind / is always in disarray so these rhymes / are just another way / of organizing shit tight. / It's the way things end up coming around again. / I guess I've been talking to myself my whole life and sooner or later that sound would end / up becoming my friend. / I'd end up liking the rhythm that came out time and again. / Minding the pen. / Crime and zen. / So when rhyme makes amends / it's like finding that everything just climbs and ascends. / And if you continue to build your thoughts on a ladder / then you find out right off what you're after. Mind warms up and gets hot / and what's formless says / "Alright, here's what we got. / Things come around full circle. / Complete the hurdle. / I think that's my real problem. Why I get so flippant, tripped up with hipsters whenever I see someone who's 19 years old wearing an Atari shirt like he's old school, / like he knows what that means. It's just so cool / nowadays to be into all sorts of geek chic culture. / People totally don't realize I think exactly how little allure / that had back in the day, you know? / Back when if you were wearing an Atari shirt you were rocking it fearlessly. / This was before Big Bang Theory, / before anyone else could be geeky and still have girls near, see? / When it was still just a social poison. / To say you listen to Social Distortion. / When being punk was something you did not just as a state of rebellion and noise / but because you couldn't be avoiding / it, you know? The exclusion and the bullying and so people ending up lashing out and getting physical. / And it was a case of saying "Yo. / I've got my own groove. And you may have missed my roll? / But you're the one who's falling for the illusion, so you better get back yo!"

That's something that has to come from experience, your self-discovery. / People get obsessed so they say "Okay, this thing rocked me / so I can't quite fully recover / so I'm just gonna' take full stock of it / and turn it to a, a topic / of my everyday life in order to help me get through things. In order to help me use a new kind of scope, a new kind of vision. That's why people feel through their music and then end up using that to express what they can. / And that's why it means so much that you should always have a greater span / that you can use the toolbox at your hand. / Every kind of emotional bridge that someone else already crossed that's a span-wich / that you can hold in your pocket. / If you fully stand through the whooole chamber. And open every single locket. / Then you can have the hip-socket / stroll, dance to that song. Hold / it in your head and booooooong! / Just like the Gong Show, / one rattling vibration / ends up awakening / every single layer that you've got quaking / like parfait. / And you say "Okay, it's time to play; / how far can we go today?" / I got bars to slay, / but every time, everything that you say / is ultimately a reflection of something that was tapped, something that had to be learned. Whenever I'm around the little kids I always think "Everything that I can say they could repeat / and then they're just gonna' take it somewhere else as they walk away." Like alright, that's for keeps, / everything you say is a jewel. Everything you say is a seed. / I gotta keep that in my mind every way. But then every now and then that reminds me of everything I ever learned. Everything I ever said I had to have heard somewhere else first. / I always like to play like I'm the berserk / who's gonna disperse / and say stuff you never heard before. Like it never occurred, to you, the same lore. / Yeah it did. I just stirred it up a little more. / Not everything I say is gonna' be completely original. / A lot of it is completely subliminal. / Shit some of it's completely abysmal. / That's the whole reason I started this practice of "Spit First, Transcribe Later". I didn't want to be cutting away all the layers /and say "Yeah this part is cool and that part is okay / but you know if I switch them this way / then the pyramid flip ends up being more clear / and other people can't miss. / And I can even throw in a few puns to dismiss / and run my tongue and maybe get a little cunnilingus / hint on there in case someone else is getting incensed / and wondering 'How can he get sexual and crude and wise all at the same time?' / and I say 'I don't know, just excuse my mind.' / and if you can't? (snorting laughter) Dude, that's your attitude, not mine." / But you know?

It's just not necessary always to end up busting all those ways, / just to calm my fray / and brawl these days. / But my mind ends up spinning in a daze. / Everything has to be examined because everything matters. / And that's really what I'm after. / Obsession over a topic / such that it becomes more than an object / but a SUBJECT. That's like when consciousness / is assigned from a child to a stuffed toy. And that toy becomes a friend, / when the object becomes a subject. And magic has a certain bit to lend. / I know it's just our own attitude on that, / but damn. That's something that really does last, / something that truly is magical. Because it holds us pat. / The thoughts that we give so much form, so much credence to that / if someone else manages to bleed a little bit through and say / "Okay, you got some ingredients for that thought? I've got some dirty ingredients too. / I mean, really what's so wrong to blast / as an iconoclast / is when you separate people's ideas from their path / you end up leaving them with not much to hold. And a disarray in their lap. / It's fucked up. /I try not to do that so much. / I try not to put cutting down reality on blast. I try not to do that whole Penn Jillette shit, it's condescending you know? It's not my bit. / It's not what my tongue tip / is for. I wanna be able to just go out and adore / this world. But that's the trip. / Everything you experience is what makes you truly hip. / Truly turns the object to a subject, / to bring it back to the hipster trip / and ......huuuuuh. The ugliness of it. / But that's the rambling obsession discussion that I've got. So, the sun is going down, I'm waking up. The beach is out there and I got to get after it. / This is Loki of Literati, Spit First, Transcribe Later, Chapter 6.