are the pallet which I use to paint this picture:
the cloudbank and the wind are all the scripture
that I need. I know the rite thing:
the secret of the tree whose leaves grow downward
and the moment that exists outside of time.
I know the image and the paradigm
that I fit into now. Call me empowered,
if you like, if that's your lingo,
if you choose to see the world outside through therapy.
- I choose to give myself another handle.
I've called myself Oggun and, later, Chango;
I've called myself Yemaya, yea, and verily
I choose today to say I'm - velvetvandal!