hipsters tweakers dreadies

been in london town since saturday met with a young woman from the ethical fashion forum about how to save the world wandered around the finsbury neighborhood in north london where all the speed freak tweakers tread and its also a huge north african immigrant hood that feels like brooklyn crashed an art gallery party for the wine and met a local woman whose parents are jamaican she invited me to church on sunday morning but before that i had to go home and sleep at the house of samba he had house guests who played music at a festival and they were looking at the video of the days work but next morning i went with her two kids to the slick production it was an all african church mostly ghanians and nigerians plus the caribbean folks it was pentecostal which means charismatic and of course africans are just a wee bit more expressive in church than say british anglicans so the music was roaring and the choir was wailing and the people were falling backwards afterwards we went shoe shopping all the while im trying to tell everyone lets go to the british library and see the sacred text the only sacred text people wuz interested in was credit card receipts so then i went to RISE one of the biggest outdoor festivals in london every year its anti racism pro cool with lots of music and its free and all the hipster dreadies are there and they had a carnival ride which is like a space pod bungee jump but they dont drop you they shoot the pod straight into the sky like a slingshot and then the pod whips around wildly up and down whilst the bungee ropes bounce back and forth the police were out in force but the bobbies carry no guns so you dont have to worry about being shot in the back while running away so you dont get a ticket for drinking in public with a fatty in your mouth whilst mouthing off about the queen at one point i sat under a tree like the budda and watched the mass of humanity quietly massively strolling by as they left the grounds at 19:30 and closed my eyes and actually felt like i reached a state of meditation for about a minute and it was the best part of my day i felt my heart thumping in my chest and i sensed the presence of stillness and peace deep within i think i will try it daily then a group of teenager multi colored multi haired multi talented london hipster dreadies clumped around me like they had discovered the sage of finsbury park and we talked about god and the devil well they used words like "stay positive" (god) and "the world is f****d up" (the devil) and they oohed and ahhed over my pure rainbow color splashed african outfit eventually of course inevitably as always we all went home and fell asleep do you ever contemplate how we are always moving always going somewhere doing something we are either eating or wanting to eat or we just ate or sleeping we are always going somewhere or getting ready to go somewhere our minds are constantly in flux our bodies are in perpetual behaviour mode where is the peace quiet and stillness? after the festival i wandered home to the house of samba you remember the one across the street from the old arsenal gunners football stadium earlier in the evening i walked to the new stadium which is built smack dab in the middle of railroad tracks its huge and sleek and expensive one of the five or six football teams that plays just in london its called emirates stadium i think its owned by arabs from united arab emirates halfway down the block from sambas i could hear wonderful soft arabic music from the backyard it was the band playing at sambas house traditional north african sacred music called gnawa until midnight we drank mint tea and all the hipster dreadies were there...as always!