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| LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT CHEUN CHEN |
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| Written by Non Grata |
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[due to the NON GRATA (Anonymous Boh, Devilgirl, Moggelitoo / Dionysos Monroe) performance at Invisible Cottage, Flagstaff, Arizona]
We have come a long way to be here today… I am not talking about our 2500 mile drive from Miami… I am talking about our journey, all of our journey to be free Free free free Free of the constraints put upon our souls that would strive to suffocate our spirits and enchain us to the machine of standardized production and standardized choices for our spirits. Let me tell you about Cheun Chen, a Chinese artist who sold his house and used the money to create the biggest festival of performance art in the world which took place in China in 2009. Cheun Chen is true to his journey. He now lives homeless, often eating out of trash cans, or eating nothing but noodles, traveling the world as a prophet of the creative dream, on a quest for the truth of the creative space that we all share. If you die without The Church of Non Grata you will go to hell- the hell of not living with the true light of freedom that is inside every one of us. We are on a journey We are ALL on a journey We are the same:
We greet those conventional lives as we pass by – With 9to5 jobs, mortgages and Washing Machines… But we go our own way Storm chasing We are the storm We are the storm We know no boundaries
We are Neitschze’s dream We are supermen We are eternal
We are sailors, adventurers, gypsies. We are poets sculptors performers composers musicians singers dancers photographers filmmakers,
We are brave We take risks We are different We are honest We are intuitive We tell it like it is We are stupid We are intelligent We are fierce We are brutal We are compassionate, gentle, kind We have soft hearts We are spirit warriors We are the deer, running free
We are free free free We are sex We are lovers We are love We love to love We live from love, passion - not from fear
We kiss, fuck, suck the very marrow out of life We reach up to kiss the heavens To suckle on pure life force
If we no longer love the one you are with – we leave them If we cannot find happiness in our jobs – we leave them We do not live from fear – We know that hearts mend That we are capable of so much more love, and passion for our work and for our brothers and sisters than those devils would have us believe
We channel our resources – we give our time towards that which we truly believe We are fluid We flow through the gaps in a rigid society We channel our human resources – and our life forces We give money only towards that which we truly need Yes That in which we truly believe
Leave your dead lives behind Suck
We are lightness Pure light and pure sound We are music, we are the beat We will fall We will rise We will fall again
We have anarchic hearts - Unfaithful to manmade laws We are faithful, only to our journey We are loyal, only to our dreams
Take courage from the church of Non Grata – let the spirit of Non Grata fill your earthly bodies and feel the spirit setting you free, We will not bow down We refuse We will never stop we are the storm We are Non Grata
We are smiling, laughing, happy to feel alive and in love We help each other to be happy and fulfilled We sing and dance at bus stops We clean and caress We explore our bodies our minds We learn them together
We are the Universe
We listen to the forgotten wise voices of the rivers and the sea We live in the realms of the creative imagination We are the creative imagination We blow away lies and injustice We are personal We are global We overcome difficulties We change the world We care We feel weight
We are lightning We are thunder We are the wind that makes voices, and takes them away We are breath We give life We are fearless visionary poets We have tiger-eyes, deer hearts, the wings of angels We are more than the eye of the storm We are the fucking storm We refuse We will not bow down We will never give up We are the Storm
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