
MultiCultural Faith Shango Shakti s mix and Mingle with Mas Culture Vibrations in Holi Month in this EPIC at the GloCal Knowledge Pot by Dr Kris Rampersad
In this season of converging vibrations, the Video harnesses and demonstrates complex interplay of culture politics and institutional instrincts and continues sneak peek into the new EPIC by Dr Kris Rampersad that critics are calling a rare blend of blog, cultural, economic and political policy, poesy and then some…
In case you missed it, Sneak Peeks into the New EPIC: Part I Invocation to Jamettry in the Rules Based Order and Preface: Total Disorder in the Rules Based Order)
J’Ouvert Morn Jump Up
Demokrissy all-seeing third-eye open wide-wide, she wipe-off yampie, now waking up.
The last thing she remember is in the pre-dawn J’Ouvert Morning jump up, she fighting off the pitchfork jab jabbing at she demanding she rose-rosary.
She fall in the drain murky with black devil tar and blue devil paint in spirited drunken daze so deep that it drown out the jamettish historical trauma. Total Disorder in the Rules Based Order.
She clutch that amnesia closer to she chest. She doh want to let go.

Shango Shakti Vibrations
She look at sheself mirrored in the dark pool.
It somewhat tattered but she still in she blue black tar costume she make just by dipping in the Shango Shakti spirits of the Pitch Lake.
The ash she smeared on from the cremation site on the Shore of Peace bordering the Gulf in the Zone of Peace forming all kinds ah patterns of historical memory on she body as sweat and drain water unmix.
Like oil and music, unmixed. In Encore
She fingers still moving trancelike round and round beaded rose-rosary of skulls of she tribal ancestors that slithered from the ash at the Shore of Peace around her blue-black neck.
The music big truck overhead still ponging dhamadhol,
Gi Dem Gi Dem Gi Dem,
Dham dham halal dhamadholak.
She all-seeing third eye to pop open with the heightened vibrations.

MultiCultural Faiths in Cosmic Harmony
Demokrissy thought she was in a bottomless black pit, but she now see that she hovering centrally in the black hole in the webbed cosmos holding ShivRatri, Carnival, Holi-Phagwa, Ramadhan-Eid, Lent-Easter, Spiritual Sango Baptist Liberation, Navratri Shakti and Sopari Mai in she own theology of Multicultural Faiths. All in perfect equilibrium.
Divine Ratio in perfect Planetary Harmony. Cosmic rotation like she finger on she jaap-mala-rose-rosary beads.
Ministerial High Pulpit Pulse
In the panoramic pandemonium dong below, she see the Demogorgon arch-bishop-pawn, wining on the chess board of masqueraders, hand up inna the air in a ministerial high pulpit, shaking his fist at the pulsing pseudo-Tribe vibrations.
Gi Dem Gi Dem Gi Dem,
Dham dham halal dhamadholak.
The audio turn high up.
It drowning out his honourable objections to the frontal NeoTheology of the plastic Tribe.
Tribal NeoTheology
Nobody wouldda hear the Gord High Priesting, you know. The big truck High Mas music consuming the ragamuffin congregation of wining masqueraders lost in their own trance.
It wouldda all lead to naught and drift into soundlessness.

High Tower for hire learning Awakened
But is when the high towers of learning-for-hire wake up and put they hand up inna the air….
Psst them is the usually waiting for Godot and manna from funders before they research and publish anything the society could use to be not formed, but informed. Not like Demokrissy who scrunting for funding support when she award-winning development innovative blog publishing GloCal Knowledge Pot creation wheel running non-stop like Gita Press ponging dhamadhol ke choka, in defiance of the colonial vanity publishing journal mafia to bring novo policy development to the immediate attention of decision making. Playing against paying for knowledge paywall party, like Scrunter, for free.
Chain-linked Chaos Let Lose
These high tower learning for hire frontliners jump-up from they State-funded slumbering and into the mass mas bacchanalia.
Cry havoc!
The shuddering from the high towers of learning for hire wake up Demokrissy even more.
Because is then chaos let lose on the vibrational, universal trembling!

Click Baited Media Watchdog Warmonger Hounds
Smelling click bait, the proverbial mass-media Rott-led pot-hound watch dogs warmongers come hounding on their heels.
They jamming the Encore button labelled ‘Chaos! Against the Rules-based Law and Order.’
They twist the engendering narrative from flesh trading, female degradation and humiliationto whitewash history and retune policy to a post post epistemological battery charged F/empowerment!
They tabling strident objections to the Demogorgon arch-pawn bishop objections!
Who Let the Gords Out
‘Who is he to object?’
‘Woe be we! Why he calling the State to control the chaotic vibrations?’
The tower of learning for hire academies citing chapter and verse from some obscure fem-bible, nobody hear about, sermoning on the divine rights of women to liberal vibrations.
‘Why, the Gord he say that for?’
‘He should know, we Cyar Behave!’
‘This music is more than noise. It ride we like Carnival.’
‘All we want is woman and rum and woman an rum and woman and rum’
‘Who let them Gords out?’

Wheeling from Whiplash
His Holiness start wheeling like Bar-Hee, at this Encore swishing whiplash, chaotic backslap from the rules-based high tower of learning-for-hire against such ministerial high-handedness.
Knives and pitchforks jab jointly at the State and Church!
‘Them stepping into we space.’
‘They eh have no right to be here. Never mind we sell-out we creative assets from Pitch Lake to the stickfighters’ Gayelle for flying fish, to loud cheers and applause from around the ringed-tower!’
I doh care if dey call we insane!
We go do it all over again.
Is We Democratic Right!
To Encore!

Chaotic Twists: F/Empowered Battery Charged Vibrations
‘We is ’oman! We earn the right to vibrate how and where and on who and what we want! On the church, on the State, on any police or policy. On rose and on rosary!’
‘Well yes,’ Demokrissy nod, taking a deep draught from she Holi Grail sheself.
‘That is exactly why some of we sacrifice we whole creative career to be pounding the glass ceiling to get women the voting right to vibrate!
‘That’s what it will take to keep the overwhelming number of women vibing on the streets and at the fetes to make we creativity viable for industry that only want ‘woman and rum and woman and rum and woman and rum.’
‘That’s the grand mystique of what women want, the media voices and lorning for hire posse select their choice supporters to speak for the mas-masses.

Dead Rising from De Drain
Demokrissy rotating faster and faster to the confessional vibes in the Congo line.
Miss Interpreting. Miss Demeanour. Miss Behaviour.
Is woman and rum and woman and rum and wine on a bumper, sweet too-bad too-bad.
They mocking the jamette mamas who still seeing the ghost of Miss Asami Nagakiya, direct from Japan, pounding pan.
Visions of they daughters dead and discarded in drains.
Rising against Miss InJustice.
Mothers mocked for trying to counsel daughters to be safe on the streets just as they need to be safe online against evidence of the high volume violence against women.
Almost Twice the Global Average
The abuse in this jamette place that never make it into the predatory Files, nor the research agendas of the high tower of learning for hire.
Demokrissy waving she protest banner high up inna de air.
Demokrissy is a bachannalist, spreading the chaotic vibe.
Stop Violence Against Woman Now!

But is dem next vibe that catch, like wildfire spreading and lapping around the Mount!
‘If the priest could play who is we!’ They jamettry Leading From the Front.
Demokrissy with she rose-rosary mala spinning cosmically round and round in cycles of the Eternal Return.
No myth this.
Golden Ratio dim in light of 5c Wine on U$$
Somewhere in all the bacchanal more academics crawl out to add dey five cents before the State ban that too.
She cyar stop them so Demokrissy join the protesters preparing the banner headlines against this new move to control we vibes.
Given media voice and institutional tenancy and position to pontificate on what the State should and shouldn’t do, public policy get some new pundits.

Economic Encore Chorus
They pronounce it sound economics to shape the vibrational aspirations of next generations.
They calling on the State to end free tertiary education, justifiably from the deflating dollar wine.
They seeing culture is low-hanging fruit for new economic prosperity, but nursing tabanca for the glory days of The Land Petro Cur$$ed.
Demokrissy dazed, trying to connect the dots and make sense of nonsense.
The State cyar ban the ‘culture’ vibrations.
But, in the same breath, is okay for the State to cut the throat of chirren reaching for higher education, when all they have are institutions of hire-lorning.
Woe be we. So much shame and scandal in we family.

Rotting Low Hanging Culture Fruits
Demokrissy drag sheself outta the drain to hear the whining economists and political scientists in they seminar at the high tower of lorning for higher. Tabanca grip them bout the lost glory days of petro windfalls.
She bring she GloCal Knowledge Pot market basket, brimming over with all the rotting low-hanging sweet juicy fruits of the cultural economy she trying to rescue from decay.
They shut she down, quick quick, turn up they nose and gone back to mourn the lost glory days of petro windfall.
No lesson learnt from The Triumph of Gollum in the Land of Shut-Up.
Outcrop of the sell out of creative assets bumper to bumper harvested.
She weak from humming for the mottley crew of the sweetness in the culture basket till it turn to a new hip hop acid dutty wine from Nikki Minah-Maharaj (The lyric coming to a venue near you, ask for it!)

Old Divided Rules Based Order Resurrected
Now they have back-up bumper support from the battery-charged neo fem theorists.
And ressurect the old relic of dying colonial education order to give new life and a new tist to this notion of liberalizing the culture economy!
And just as the world mashing up that old order to booth!
They move the Frankenstein legends of oildom, reborn from all kindda cut-up parts, like the monstrous creative and culture economy in she market basket, from backstage to frontstage, leading from the front!
She anger knows no bounds.
Sati-Saartije reincarnate into a monstrous blood thirsty Maha Kali Shango Baptist Sopari Mai from the sold-out Pitch Lake.
Encore.

Chao Reimagined: Stitch-up Cosmetic Solutions
Demokrissy vibrational rotations watching the whole skeletal school of sketel:
Cost-Benefit Clerics, calculating the catechism of a nation’s intellect.
They dispensing sermons on fiscal discipline crusading from crumbling lecture halls built with mortar from the public purse.
They pontificating that, knowledge, like feather and bead Carnival costumes, must be purchased before participation.
‘Why you doh demand that the high tower of learning-for-hire to transform instead so they could accommodate the changing demands of the New World Order.’
Demokrissy hear a voice as if he ready she own FuTTribute for TTran$$formation.
‘Why, the government doh diversify employment options, support – not patronise eh, support – and develop new economic sectors so we new flocks of highly skilled and knowledgeable graduates could be Finding A Place!’
Not toss out like garbage in a drain.

Foot on Culture Throat
They put dey foot on the throat of Demokrissy’s 10.2 million creative flock till they cyar breathe!
Now the sole survivor struggling for survival in the ill-equipped children’s hospital.
Trying to say she cyar breath. Them hear, she ‘cyar behave!’
They ride she like Carnival.
Then ban the confessional Demokrissy Ducktrins across the Expired Empire.
They living the Prophesy of the Oracle of the Triumph of Gollum in the Land of Shut Up!
And the Shadow Swamp Symphony too!

Ambrosia Amnesia
The vibes intoxicating. It erase all memory. The massives doh even remember why they hand inna the air.
If they had a thought in the pipeline about free knowledge, that erase too, with the mass amnesia mass ambrosia.
Ministry of the Unhealthy
The post mortem diagnosis say it come with the mas injections meted out to all pregnant with thought with the C-for silenCe vaccine when Gollum was in the gospel Ministry of the Unhealthy thought leadership.
The Gollum gospel of the divined revivalists take root, clinging and feeding off the mas like poison Ivy.
Demokrissy throat, like she body, turn blue-black trying to drink it all up before it seep out and poison the life blood of the nation.
Spawns of Gollum
It spawn Miss Allocation multimillionaire psuedo Economic trolling the high tower of lorning for hire, spawned from colonized conditioning so entrenched that it blot out all the value of how they nenen catch they nennen to make them into something to bring them hope and pride.
They only make up themselves in the dark suits of the old colonial order. Blacksmiths of Adam’s liberal capitalism, dancing on the macro-Edenic grave.

Miss Allocating New World Adam
She see Adam the white black Smith skeleton jiggling triumphantly that he reclaim he ribbed rose-rosary.
Learning for hire institutes carrying he stamp with the inflated price tag on knowledge, paying homage to the gords of the Sacred Marketplace.
Long live learning-for-hire!
We go do it again and again,
From first liberal man Adam to now!
Is a Encore!
Next Demokrissy dives deeper into the democratic rot inthe underside of the dark chasm of the Noveau NeoCompetitive Liberal Politics of Performance in the Rules Based Order . Stay Tuned as excerpts from the Epic continues.
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