John Trudell Quotes

In the society of illusion, reality must manifest itself. The story songs of Joel Rafael are that manifestation... the essence of minstrel.

Class is material consumed.

A lot of my writing is basically about observation, and things that I've seen, either through personal experiences or the experiences of people around me, or society at large.

We use our intelligence, our creative intelligence, because we create with intelligence.

They’re called poems but in reality they’re lines given to me to hang on to

As human beings, we're given intelligence. This is how we make our way through this reality, how we manifest our reality clearly and coherently.

There are a lot of people who want to give orders and be bossy that don't deserve respect.

There are always very angry or very cruel people that attach to movements.

The strength of the poetry as we enter into whatever it is we are entering into, will be determined by the clarity of the thinking we put into it.

As human beings we're living in a reality of industrial madness.

The past is more than a memory.

Sometimes when it rains, it's not that simple, when the sky has reasons to cry.

I've gone through most of my life not believing anything. Either I know or I don't know, or I think.

The thing is, it has to do with heart - we have to understand what hearts are for before we can get back to heaven or paradise or the power in our minds.

It’s like there is this predator energy on this planet, and this predator energy feeds on the essence of the spirit.

We're all human beings and we all have feelings. And we all live in this industrial meat grinder where we don't really understand love anymore.

Everything that has ever happened to us is there to make us stronger.

Don't trust anyone who isn't angry.

Protect your spirit, because you are in the place where spirits get eaten.

I'm just a human being trying to make it in a world that is very rapidly losing it's understanding of being human.

Every human being is a raindrop. And when enough of the raindrops become clear and coherent they then become the power of the storm.