Original music by Ziad Rahbani from W Ameh (و قمح), also known as The Middle East, performed live at Damascus Citadel, Syria, in 2008

Poetry and vocals by poet called L. (This Balloon)

Remixing and mastering by Roberto Issa

Special thanks to Hasan Awada (haSun)

--

This Ba🎈oon
.
. 
.
Because, you see
Everything we need
Or think we lack
To become gods
Is already around
We’re born with it
All-ready here
Spread between us
Some limits exist
Here and there
Cranky bodies
We’re blown into
Still trying to
Hear better
Live longer
Grasp farther
Walls will rise
Definitely hard
.
Erections among us
Like a maze
To stay amazed
Filling labyrinths
In space and time
Holy hollow grams 
Of sense and feel
Printed with us
Wired for us 
Shoved into this
Same balloon
(Not yet blown)
With tons of stuff
Scattered inside
The Elemental
Ingredients
Palettes to mix
Toys and tools
.
To creart
Us in the art
We do not
Leave behind
Art holds us
When we
Pretend 
We forgot
The god in us
We can always
Dig and search
Hubble far
And nano deep
We won’t glimpse
What we do not
Want to sense
When loving is
Believing first
.
This Magic
Is gracing us  
Is guiding us
Is growing us
Ignore for now
The Magician
We-eving
This curtain
For us to see
How a fart
Or sneeze
Or laugh
But energy
For activity
For motion
Bursts in us
Bangs so Big
Starting hearts
.
Souling solids
Matter and life
Born in balloons
Hovering spheres
Hitting and kissing
The experiential 
Experimentation
For perpetual
Ballooners
To oil a compass
From beasts
To Beauty
Only to swell
More Universes
Multi-fractaling
From these verses
Lining libraries 
For Barbie to strip
.
Barbwire off art
Outpaced by ads
Muddling the truth
About this balloon
In the womb
Of a dot
Finding home
In elastic
Membr🧠ns
Of non-fabric
That sometimes
Are in stretch:
Expansion
But then must
Shrink back in:
Contraction
The language
Of contrasts
.
Death for life 
You from Her
Gold and Evil
He’s in (s)he
Night 2 day
Pen-traiting 
Digits forming
Forms digitizing
Chakras of karma
All for dramatizing
These journeys
Cinematic plays
Tease and tits
Tears and sweat
All karmmunitions
To feed the fire
To feel the fly
When we aim
.
Superfeathers
At the ugly
And the noisy 
Our only choice
Is what to mix?
Where to mix?
When to mix?
How to mix?
As, the Why
Is only for
A Happier
Newness
A tempting
Attempt
To grow up
Spin rounder
Fuller but lighter
This Ba❣️oon
.
.
.
L.

This Balloon

This Ba🎈oon
.
. 
.
Because, you see
Everything we need
Or think we lack
To become gods
Is already around
We’re born with it
All-ready here
Spread between us
Some limits exist
Here and there
Cranky bodies
We’re blown into
Still trying to
Hear better
Live longer
Grasp farther
Walls will rise
Definitely hard
.
Erections among us
Like a maze
To stay amazed
Filling labyrinths
In space and time
Holy hollow grams 
Of sense and feel
Printed with us
Wired for us 
Shoved into this
Same balloon
(Not yet blown)
With tons of stuff
Scattered inside
The Elemental
Ingredients
Palettes to mix
Toys and tools
.
To creart
Us in the art
We do not
Leave behind
Art holds us
When we
Pretend 
We forgot
The god in us
We can always
Dig and search
Hubble far
And nano deep
We won’t glimpse
What we do not
Want to sense
When loving is
Believing first
.
This Magic
Is gracing us  
Is guiding us
Is growing us
Ignore for now
The Magician
We-eving
This curtain
For us to see
How a fart
Or sneeze
Or laugh
But energy
For activity
For motion
Bursts in us
Bangs so Big
Starting hearts
.
Souling solids
Matter and life
Born in balloons
Hovering spheres
Hitting and kissing
The experiential 
Experimentation
For perpetual
Ballooners
To oil a compass
From beasts
To Beauty
Only to swell
More Universes
Multi-fractaling
From these verses
Lining libraries 
For Barbie to strip
.
Barbwire off art
Outpaced by ads
Muddling the truth
About this balloon
In the womb
Of a dot
Finding home
In elastic
Membr🧠ns
Of non-fabric
That sometimes
Are in stretch:
Expansion
But then must
Shrink back in:
Contraction
The language
Of contrasts
.
Death for life 
You from Her
Gold and Evil
He’s in (s)he
Night 2 day
Pen-traiting 
Digits forming
Forms digitizing
Chakras of karma
All for dramatizing
These journeys
Cinematic plays
Tease and tits
Tears and sweat
All karmmunitions
To feed the fire
To feel the fly
When we aim
.
Superfeathers
At the ugly
And the noisy 
Our only choice
Is what to mix?
Where to mix?
When to mix?
How to mix?
As, the Why
Is only for
A Happier
Newness
A tempting
Attempt
To grow up
Spin rounder
Fuller but lighter
This Ba❣️oon
.
.
.
L.

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Remixing and mastering by Roberto Issa 🙏

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