Anis Mojgani, 21st Century Wise-man

A lot of my friends will tell you that I am probably obsessed with this guy and I am probably doing myself no favours by posting, again, about him. Yet, I think that since I have deleted one hundred and something previous posts, two or three of which mentioned how hard his poetry has hit me, I think I owe it to anyone reading this blog to post about him again. Anis Mojgani is a spoken word poet from Austin, a legend, a genius.

I’ll let his work speak for itself…

Anis Mojgani – Direct Orders
 
You have been given a direct order to rock the fuck out.

Rock out like you were just given the last rock and roll album on earth and the minutes are counting down to flames.
Rock out like the streets are empty except for you, your bicycle and your headphones.
Rock out like you get paid to disturb the peace. Rock out like music is all that you got.
Rock out like somebody’s got a barrel pointed at your temple saying ‘Rock out like your life depended on it, fool,‘ because it does.
Rock out like your eyes are fading, but you still got your ears.
Rock out like you got nothing to do, but everything.
Rock out like your dancing is all that you have to know who you are.
Rock out like your dead grandfather just came back to take a drive with you in your new car.
Rock out like the walls won’t fall but, dammit, you’re going to die trying to make them.
Rock out like the stereo’s volume knob is the figure 8 of infinity instead of merely numbers.
Rock out like it’s raining outside and you’ve got a girl to run through it with. Rock out like you throwing your window open on your honeymoon because you want the whole world to know what love is.
Rock out like you just went to your high school reunion to find everyone, even the women, are all overweight and bald, except for the former homecoming queen, who you just found out, got divorced from her impotent husband and only has eyes for.. YOU!
Rock out like a shadow man passes behind you, drops you to your knees. You’re buckling in sweat, cold metal’s pushed to your forehead, the trigger’s pulled and the gun jams.
Rock out like you got an empty appointment book, and a full tank of gas.
Rock out like this was the last weekend, like these were the last words, like you don’t ever want to forget how.”

Below is a 31 minute video of some of his best work at The Loft’s Equilibrium’s 10 year anniversary, make yourself a cup of tea and enjoy. There’s a lot to think about, I promise you wont regret it.  

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