WAKING DREAMER

Children playing out there in the snow
don’t know twilight’s danger
that car up on blocks might fall
that slushball might hold a rock
that gas bomb could all of a sudden blow
and the glue sniffers in that shack
might be waking dreamers
waking dreamers that
don’t care about comin’ back
they only dream about
being buried under the roof of their desires.

Tryin’ to hold on to what you got,
put a roof over what you got left.
You swallowed that river stone
and rock in your gut won’t spill.
It’s a tumor that hurts,
a tight-ass toxic knot,
and it’s the only thing that saves you
from lettin’ go of what you got.

That waking dreamer dreams of white
and life ain’t sheet clean, crispy starched.
Life gets grimy, gritty, worn out grey,
life gets that way when you bag it up.
He’s sick of the dullness, he seeks the light.
He lay down in the kind of snow that sings
and made himself a bird.
And just for a while his icy wings
cut the crust of his desires –
but his gut pulls him down
and his white crystal roof melts in the spring.

Tryin’ to hold on to what you got,
put a roof over what you got left.
You swallowed that river stone
and rock in your gut won’t spill.
It’s a tumor that hurts,
a tight-ass toxic knot,
and it’s the only thing that saves you
from lettin’ go of what you got.


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Ahasiw - mask figure

AP: I follow my friend’s trajectory in certain ways. Like Ahasiw, I become more of an adept at digital technologies with every passing year, and like Ahasiw my understanding of the what the Old People believed and understood grows deeper with time as well. I regret not spending more time discussing these things with him when he was alive, but more and more I hear him whispering these things in my ear more clearly as I seek to know more.

“Animism is the reverse of anthropomorphism. Instead of attributing human characteristics to non-human aspects of the world, animists seek to learn and be guided by non-human methods of agency, sustainability and complex rhythm. Animist research traverses the complexities of multiple ecologies—from the micro- to the macroscopic—and sustains rich connections with them. As well as examining the interfolding dimensions of time and space, animist thinkers also delve into the vagaries and dangerous potential of the human animal with its tendency toward narcissistic social pathologies. Animists are perhaps most wary of their own human potential.”
From his 2005 essay, “Sneakup and the Totentanz: All Our Relations Confronting the Dance of Death”