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Chapter One is live at www.patreon.com/stevefly
The next 25 chapters will follow as I read them.
Thanks for the support.
Love, steve fly.
The legalized mob, run by gangsters
UK government, wheels, hamsters
Eton’s army, the Queens gang
A family business, vampire fang
Disturbance of the force, peace on pause
Riot in a jam jar, marmalade morse
Why bring pig dogs, why the pig horse?
On your bike copper, your morals way off course
Polis is this, Polis is that
Drove of army rejects wear a tit hat
Yo, I used to have a lil’ respect for the po
Where did it go? I just don’t know?
Maybe the vigil for Sarah Everard
Heavy police violence, pigs act hard
No ability to debate or ever communicate
You want a fucking riot, now you’ve got one mate
–SQ
Inspired by legendary Canadian philosopher and innovative media thinker Marshall McLuhan (1911-1980), The MediuM is a gaming experience of Laws of Media. The New Science (1988), developed by Marshall McLuhan and his son Eric McLuhan (1942-2018). Also known as “McLuhans’ Tetrad”, the Laws of Media reveal the four constant rules that govern all human innovations, four questions that can be asked in order to understand the implications that will inevitably result from any medium.
Yes, time to turn the tide
A full twelve months since Squintin tried
Don’t try do, we’re all going through
Chapel Perilous, so Charlie love Chapelin
Marry us
Love is the key, the word the deed
The Beatles sung, love is all you need
Be the changeling you wish to seed
Love is the law, our will, our feed
Let it pour out, let it flow let it bleed
Love thy neighbour, the earth and each flower
Love all the people every minute every hour
Reach for love in your heart the power
Love in the shed, the bed and the shower
Love fits, like hand in glove
One size fits all, a gift from above
And below
Below out to the world
Get together and build a new order, love guild
Love with compassion, free, without ration
Care for, be fair for, fight fear with hot passion
Step into the fire, forwards and mash on
Let love be your guide pants, socks shoes and fashion
Love love me doo-doo
Each meal bite be true, you
Love without reason, each spring summer season
Love winds breeze on, get your tease on
Love like honey bees, cupid and oak trees
Rivers and oceans and stars in 3D’s
Beauty in sunflowers, warm snuggle mornings
Love for the future, together love’s dawning
Love in the painting, panting and music
Love in the bugs and clouds, look use it
In every footstep, bloomage and tree
Make love to the universe, on a long love spree
Evoke the feeling, keep love unreeling
Eat pray fart love at every mealing
Floor to ceiling from Wuhan to Ealing
Speak out your healing , passion fruit peeling
Love loud and squealing, talk tapes wheeling
Love real feel meal sealed with kissing
Halt the dissing, hate and fighting
Super love heroes, save peace by writing
A peace of lightning, thunderstruck puff
Harps chocs chuckles laughter hugs and stuff
We’ve all had enough
Use your love to stand tough
Be kind, not so gruff
Soft love love fluff, muff love guff
Waft it over like farts after curry
Hurry come quickly healthy or sickly
Don’t be so prickly, swim up love creekly
Loving all yearly, monthly, daily and weekly
Deep love under sea, sex with coral
Love in the forests and marshes so floral
Love in the cities, cement love for houses
Tarmac, glass, steel materials feel this
Love energy
Can break down the walls
Love conquers hate, love can end wars
Indiscriminate lover, blow yourself up
Let love shine through the hole in your cup
Cuddle and huddle love, nuzzle and snuzzle love
Poppies and puppy love, snoopy and droopy love
Love at a distance, it’s faster than light
Love makes the brain work all day and night
Great love from dreams, heartbeating beams
Sewing each stitch with love at the seams
Need understanding, patience my love
Warrior kindness, kinship my bruv
Sisterly love, motherly fatherly
Higgledy piggledy
Love waltz all wiggledy
Love is tolerance, love is truth
Love is humanity all under one roof
Off the hoof
Ride love like a horse
Through brooks and over obstacles
Let love run its course
Love letters in morse
Love’s the secret
Putting doubt on pause
Love like hell, like there’s no tomorrow
Love light laughter to combat sorrow
Make love down the burrow
And across the borough
Cupid’s bow and arrow
Is here for you to borrow
Doggone love, bow wow
Love teepee-peace pow wow
Now’s the time, love lots
Live free love now
Ubiquitous ambiguity
Love promiscuity
Love is for good, for one for all security
Forgiving shows maturity
Loving heart purity
Peace, love, happiness, justice and unity
We’re all in it together, young old and teeno’
Love is the drug for Squintin Quarantino
–Squintin Quarantino
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Rhyme can unleash endorphins
And endolphins swim with dolphins
Prose vaccination for experimentation
Try it, don’t buy it grow your own
Put down that toilet roll put down your phone
Wash your hands and put em’ in the air
Wave em’ like you care
Mash on son, mash on with compassion
Get your grow on, go on
Earth and humanity needs you and what you grew
Make a new garden crew
Do what you need to do to prevent flu
Stay high, fly, CBDJ “Hi,”
Feed your immune system with funny thoughts
Play mind games and put out doubt with flames
Quote facts and peer-reviewed names to reignite
Each and every night unravel your talk tapes mi’ mates
Hi, in contrast to my blog yesterday, I’ve let my words fly in a first-thought best-thought cypher, to imagine a vaccination potion full of verbs and motion.
Soul vaccination,
All across the nation people been catchin’ honkypox (Honkypox)
When you get the notion,
Tower’s got the potion – you might look in to set yourself in motion.
—Soul Vaccination, Tower Of Power (What Is Hip)
Patience patient paint that paradise
Dr immuno’ flow help you throw the dice, thrice
Who know what you think you know, let it go
Let it flow, spring come lift the light plant and grow
Wash em’ lift it up and push it up keep vibes up high
Planet spinning on its axis, rapid climate renewal
Quick death of toxic stock in fossil fuel?
Banking crash human race nineteen meter dash
French minister of culture cumming out with the rash
Johnson and Trump eye…
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12 months ago…
“If you let liars into the government, you put everybody at risk”–James O’ Brien, a few minutes ago on LBC talk radio, UK.
Whenever I’m fortunate enough to catch one of my own thoughts and follow it, I try to imagine how such a similar thought may arise in others. You can save a lot of time by working to slow the avalanche of distracting thoughts using traditional methods, follow your breath, sit still, isolate your consciousness temporarily to recharge and repair. However, a lot of people consider meditation as pass/time for snowflakes, and need further nudging and poking to begin to recognize the importance of trying to follow their thoughts and questioning where they come from and where they go? And how often are you updating that data-set?
A healthy mid/waypoint between Zen meditation and simply changing your mind about something revolves around the language that you use and…
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What about hairworkers
Those on the fringes
Who add colour to what’s natural
With dye from syringes
The highlight of my day
Is to go get a cut
Perhaps have my nails done
On hand and/or foot
Health hair workers
On the frontline
I’ll shave your head
If you shave mine
Look at that bouffant
On that buffoon Wilders
I don’t see hair like that on
Farmers or builders
Look at how stylish
Men’s hair does sway
On the head of Donald Trump
Or Thierry Baudet
All the royals
Use the best hair oils
Wrapped in tin-foils
Blonde or brunette curls?
Hair is a statement
A sign of the times
Global permdemic
We dye for our crimes
Like LA porn stars
With Kardashing flare
We all need nail salons
Sunbeds, nice hair
Suite hair nails watch
Briefcase wallet
Royal banker politician
Make me want to vomit
More cosmetics than a hooker
You stupid mothercomber
To open up the schnippers
Just to style your fuckin’ look, err
I’d rather look like cousin it
Than resemble Baudet, piece of sh*t
Shaved of any self respect
Uniform behaviour check
–Squintin Quarantino
Exactly one year ago, I posted a blog for World Pangolin Day 2020, calling attention to the illegal Pangolin trade and the awful exotic animal market demand. Since then, I’ve spent time reading what I can find about Pangolin physiology and immunology, and progress in the challenging quest to discover the origins–and plot a prehistory of Sars Cov-2.
Recent studies from the reputable, Francis Crick Institute, have raised the probability that the Pangolin is an intermediary species, or viral bridge between Bat Coronaviruses and Sars Cov-2 in Humans.
Further research on the Bat Pangolin Human (cross-species transmission) plus recent papers on Mink mutations, and the flurry of new studies on the Human variants (the so called Kent/UK variant, South African Variant and the Brazilian variant) are all worthy of study. Sure, it’s a heavy load to digest. I can’t pretend to understand all of the findings, however one thing is crystal clear to me since February 2020, unless all nations review their relationships with animals and farming practice and the climate, immediately, novel pandemics will continue. I agree with Sujit:
“A post-pandemic historiography will surely be interdisciplinary, with critical, philosophical and collaborative engagement with scientists.–Sujit Sivasundaram, https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC7717365/
I urge you all to read the captivating, brilliant paper by Sujit Sivasundaram, a most detailed and broad, respectful overview of this remarkable creature and it’s reverence in traditional Chinese culture. Yes, go ahead, study the Pangolin in the context of virology and immunology and the possible–zoonotic leap–but also try to take a moment to consider their bigger picture, the pre-history culture, language art and folklore of these creatures. This context is important for discussions with any who claim Sars Cov-2 was made in, or escaped from a laboratory. Nobody has 100% certainty on the origins of the Sars Cov-2, however, like most things in history it’s down to a complex of origins.
Something that struck me, when reading Sujit’s paper, is the respectful chant that the Pangolin poachers said aloud before killing one. This reflects other aboriginal and indigenous native people’s hunting traditions and prayer. In each, some kind of offering in word or deed or symbol is directed to that living thing which is killed to sustain them and their tribe. I consider the chant as a kind of–Lords Prayer–but in this case to the Pangolin gods, keep in mind that the traditional Chinese Pangolin poachers infused their chants with humour and puzzling poetic ambiguity. Here’s updated reverent chant for 2021, although I don’t intend to kill and eat any Pangolin.
Pangolin Prayer
Oh Pangolin, dear Pangolin
I don’t want your meat
Let’s walk under starlight
Through mountains dancing feet
Oh Pangolin, sweet Pangolin
All horny and well armed
Scales for immunity
Balanced, unharmed
Kaballavā, mulkodhu
valdaranayā, æyā
Forgive us lord Pangolin
Please accept this prayer
Perhaps we can extend these chants and poems (don’t call em’ roasts or toasts) to Bats and to Mink? Join me at my patreon project and help mutate these sacred chants into full blown audio/visual variants/odes.
–Steve Fly
“Despite the best efforts of scientists to understand the mechanisms through which this virus originated across species, the role of the historian is also critical in understanding the ‘spill-over’ of diseases, for the transference of zoonotic diseases now occurs more rapidly because of the way humans have altered nature over centuries. The mammalian orders that carry the vast majority of zoonotic diseases are rodents, bats and primates. Among the anthropogenic drivers of this transmission are human domestication of animals, human encroachment into habitats high in wildlife biodiversity, and the hunting of wild animals.18 Additionally, large-scale industrial farming is a problem because it produces genetically similar populations across which disease can spread quickly.” — Sujit, The Human, The Animal and the Prehistory of COVID-19.
The question remains on how the pangolins became infected initially. Could it have been in their natural Southeast Asian environment, before being captured? The discovery of a new virus close to SARS-CoV-2 in bats in Cambodia supports this hypothesis, as Rhinolophus bats and pangolins can meet, at least occasionally, in caves in Southeast Asia. This strengthens the hypothesis that pangolin trafficking is responsible for multiple exports of SARS-CoV-2-like viruses to China.–https://nationalinterest.org/blog/reboot/virus-similar-covid-19-was-present-cambodia-early-2010-177739
“For much of last year it spread quietly, then a cluster of patients infected with the virus carrying a H69/V70 deletion appeared in Denmark. This mutation was appearing in a version of the virus that was being passed from mink on farms to humans. While analysis showed the virus had mutated slightly to become more infectious to the animals, some early data suggested it was also less sensitive to antibodies contained in the blood serum of patients who had recovered from Covid-19.–https://www.bbc.com/future/article/20210127-covid-19-variants-how-mutations-are-changing-the-pandemic
“The South China tiger (Panthera tigris amoyensis)and the Chinese pangolin(Manis pentadactyla),a scaly anteater, occupy ancient and important niches in the biologically diverse ecosystems of Chinese folk cosmology. Both animals are believed to have mysterious magical power and high medicinal value, and both are now under state protection.–https://www.jstor.org/stable/j.ctt6wr4f1
“In Chinese legend pangolins are said to travel all around the world underground, and in the Cantonese language the name for pangolins translates to “the animal that digs through the mountain,” or “Chun-shua-cap,” which translates to “scaly hill-borer.”–http://www.edgeofexistence.org/species/chinese-pangolin/
Phew, my words still gettin’ through?
Lick-shot out the blue, spit split intwo
What’s not and what’s true, where we and who you?
Crew up and cue up, It’s time to break
Beats rhymes lives against the lies and fakes
Have your cake, eat it
Take your drum, beat it, concrete it, congress
Get us all out this fine mess
I’ve my suspicions, a band of magicians
Warrior poets spit like real politicians
Surprise equals information, this message trans-nation
Distinguish yourself with brain mouth
Go North East West after south
We don’t reject conspiracy
It’s a culture mirror, see
Sore the populist pimple burst
Vote Leave, Britain first
Military grade weapon thirst
Grandma and grandpa in cross-fire cursed
War on terror tools
Turned on public, trolls breed fools
Westword data dystopia flip
UK US myopia drip
Facts gone blurry, speech all slurry
They’re not sorry, sacrifice health for money, finance slurry
Artist’s hot-belly full of Crowley curry
Ready to deliver, deep forest rushing river
Music with goosebumps, songs to make you shiver
Attacks on arts and cultural outliers
Highlights its power over robot town criers
They can defund us, rob all our heritage
Turn our industry to mush with clot after clottage
But there’s no stoppage in this heart-head wattage
We sucked on acid, liquid and blottage
Mind body peach poem, please keep sewin’
Keep going, heart flowing, dip yer’ toe in
Keep crowing, mowin’ writing scriptures and poems
Am I not getting through?
Rhymes melting like snow
States and Business strike
With sick price hike
You’ve got the stage, give me the mic’
All the best minds getting bought by Google
Those in Government still playing fruggle, I play buggle
It’s a juggle and muddle, face down in puddle
We all need a cuddle and a double on the double
Excuse my mumble
As I fumble and grumble like a lung lost womble
Let’s roll and tumble to this humbelly rumble
From out the rubble a Ruby
Critical thinkers, old and newbie
Where your crew be, Marquis DeSelby
Equal life affirming and dazzling beauties
As, dystopian dark rap realist footsies
Prospiracy a thing, it’s praise I sing
With bells, whistles and a heap of RAW bling
Secret cabals with mutualist goals
Snowdon moles, reverse trolls
A conspiracy of thrills, to fight ills
Critical paranoia, canvas happy health pills
Microchip to save climate, stop oil spills, rhyme it.
Design science fiction, hard as DALL:E
Empathic imagination to destroy Fox TV
Post Q altruist narrative story, a constructive Tory
Or constrictive lies in glory?
What’s real, what’s not, judgement shakey?
Spotted with Delores, god for fake me
Poet for hire, bold from worst shire
Save what you can from a cultural pyre
You, me, us and them, all together mighty jam
I’m Muslim, Christian, Jewish and Buddhist
Let’s just eat, call ourselves foodist
Don’t mean to sound rudest or crudest, no flu list?
Let’s do this, spit it all out behind the mask
Entertainment is a thankless task
With a mammoth tusk we dance at dusk
Smell musk and taste upper apple crust husk
Sell optimism in bulk using incredible talk
Whistle beatbox and walk, be like gulls and squark
Murray Gell Man on Quarks, complex skid Mark
All religions be twain
With secular society, to gain
Paths to unity through rain blame game pain main
Junction of voicebox flame
Enchanted hot tales fly off in flocks
Think out the box, outfox the fucks
Modular tools for new building blocks
Fight crooks with books, avoid kooks and spooks
Be like Dr Spock, rock the spot
Put sincerity in snot, go process TTOTT
I am you and you are me
Get it bruv, time for tea
In your shoes, in my head, can’t get you, what she said
What they say, whatta’ they say, what you say
I say, me say, you say?
We all stand together
United workers, sympathetic sisters
Downtrodden, vulnerable, minorities, grafters
Sing it loud from the rafters
This poem aircraft us, all the gods never left us
And the planet can sustain, it must
It’s all resources for all, or bust
I’m down rabbit hole with hands out, trust
Come together with zest
Build community chest with others, the rest
Invite them as guests to build empathy nests
Sew em’ big boy pants and bullet proof texts
Texts for sanity, for gravity, humanity
A global village to avert world calamity
Calm salt sea science speak seriously
Science friction fractured actual factually
Manufactured fragments feed back to me
Turn index with psychic appendectomy
I use my decks you see
Turn-tables to fables mystery seeking that unity story
Be it romance or gory, Labour, Tory
Attention apprehension by marketing hench-men
Forgot to mention our invention,
Disbelief suspension
Storyboard adventure to wonderland ascension
Keep em’ reading with tension
God’s murder at the conspiracy convention
Form and function my contention
Dutch sandwich, meet heads for luncheon
Come play
Make space communism gay
Roll in the hay and say, yes way, this way
Do you own nothing, are you happy
Or own everything and sad
Join the fight for the good fight, you’ll be glad
Familiar like Dad
I’m puttin’ the fly in the gad
Dishing up beats, rad
I’ve been here in the arts lab since a wee’ lad
I dislike Johnny English, Mr dithering Beano’
I prefer John Le Carre cuz’ I’m Squintin Quarantino