INFINITE VIBRATIONS: tangents from liberty

About two weeks before the raid on Liberty Square by NYPD, a group of 2-3 men started giving late night teach-ins. They used the chairs in the library so I sat in. The first night they talked at great length about the 13 powerful families that control the world and 9/11 conspiracies, luminously warning about the high level of courage one needs to engage with the extraterrestrial beings and terrestrial beings that have us enslaved. They continually explained that they were in the park to help us fight and open our eyes to the larger-than-life battle humanity is facing.

The three teachers each had a ranking. The lowest ranking member was a big guy who acted more or less like a body guard. Eric was the go-to guy, he came to the park every night, and he taught the first teach-in and referred often to his “boss” Chris. The first night I met Eric and the body guard, I sensed good vibrations. A well respected member of the OWS community introduced them and explained they had been coming regularly to the park and speaking to individuals privately about the 13 families controlling the world and wanted to spread their message in a more open and accessible way. They genuinely seemed to think they were helping us and they spoke with so much conviction I felt like I had to give them my attention.

At the first teach-in, Eric explained multiple times that he was the reason we had been allowed to remain in the park for as long as we had been occupying. He explained that he sat down with Mr. Zuccotti at his bed and poured him a glass of tea and asked Mr. Zuccotti if he enjoyed knowing his family was safe, nonchalantly suggesting to Mr. Zuccotti that harm would befall his family if he were to allow the NYPD to raid the park and kick out the demonstrators. He also explained that OWS needed to come to a clear consensus on its plan of action, that many high profile extraordinarily rich people secretly believed in the movement and would donate large sums of money to set the movement in motion if a plan to truly free humanity should arise. He explained that many of the men on Wall Street were just as much slaves or even more so slaves to the system we were fighting against. And that they secretly hope it is dismantled but that they have invested their lives in the systems and it seems impossible for them to break free from it. But they do see and feel the cries of all those around the world who have been marginalized and left out of the current systems. By threatening Mr. Zuccotti, Eric explained he had protected us and given us more time to work on enacting a plan. He suggested we dream big, and demanded we look into acquiring land that we could more permanently occupy on which we could grow food and create goods so we could truly break from the current systems. He showed us that by relying on donations and by using goods created by corporations; we in fact hadn’t broken away from the systems we are fighting. And true liberation would not be possible until we could function independently of the monsters we are pointing at and condemning.

Besides the grounded information and push for a more all-inclusive realistic revolution that considers how activists eat and where their shit goes while demonstrating to raise awareness about problems, Eric offered insights to a metaphysical, larger battle freedom fighters are up against. He explained that Mr. Zuccotti and other very powerful figures are in direct contact with higher forms of life. Eric called these higher beings “dragons” and described them as looking very much like a human but they have scale like skin that glimmers in the sun. When he described the physical characteristics of dragons, my mind immediately thought of the vampires in the Twilight film series.

There are many conspiracies online discussing an ever more powerful Alien race controlling humanity that has forever worked to enslave us. From the Bible to the Pyramids to Stonehenge, just about every aspect of the human story seemingly holds pieces of a puzzle that suggest this reality. Eric explained that he has been in contact with over a dozen other forms of higher beings. For the purposes of this story and what matters in regards to the conversation posed by Eric, is that the powerful men that adhere to these dragons are working to unify the world so that they have complete control. Continue reading


Happy 2012: You Are Not Alone!!!

It’s 2012!!! And an alien space ship didn’t whisk us all away! That means we got to be extra on point since it looks probable we’re going to be staying here awhile. The energy in and around Zuccotti Park, New Years Eve was incredible! Responsible parents started the evening by setting up a small tent for their kids to hang out in while the parents exercised their right to assemble in Liberty Plaza and NYPD was not okay with it!

After the tent fiasco – I went with a group to 1 Police Plaza and we all mic checked the people behind bars. We all blew horns and chanted different chants outside the prison so the prisoner’s would know OWS was fighting for them. It was definitely the highlight of the night. I was so overwhelmed I had to sit down…

Here’s the library occupying outside 1 Police Plaza…

Here’s some video of what the event looked like (video by Mickey Z):

After hanging out at the jails for awhile, Homeland Security showed up and shortly after that we started marching around ChinaTown. The cops caught up with us a few blocks into the march, and since I had the People’s Library on my back, I realized I needed to stop marching and get the books to Liberty Square. By the time I got back to the park, it was about 10:30pm and everyone had started taking the barricades down. I set up the library….

Immediately a couple people were brought nearby the library to be treated for pepper spray wounds. I began prepping myself for a scary/violent night as the crowd seemingly started to panic and for a moment I thought everyone was going to explode. But surprisingly the cops backed off from about 11:30-1:15am. They let us revel in our newly erected Barricade Mountain.. And it felt good for us to have a moment of victory.

Sometime after 1:15 most of the crowd left on a march up to the Lower East Side. After the majority of people left the park, NYPD came in full force.

At the end of the night there were hundreds of cops surrounding the park and only a hand full of demonstrators inside. A few demonstrators were arrested for refusing to leave barricade mountain. My night ended when this guy demanded, “Everyone out of the park! The park is now closed!”

We need to remember, it’s not about taking the park! OWS is about changing America! Occupying every aspect of our lives. So that 2012 can be a year for everyone. We need to end poverty. End the Prisoner Society. We can make a better future for everyone. Let’s remember that the OWS movement was started to change America -not take back a park- as we press forward into 2012.

“A Proposal for the Success of the Movement” by, Dorje of OWS

This proposal comes from my friend Dorje from the Vision’s and Goals working group.


On September 17th, a diverse, politically minded group of youth marched down to Wall Street, the world symbol of our deliberate exploitation of any resource: plant, animal, human, or the creations of the human soul; anything that manages to take root in the soil, asphalt or concrete and grow within our world. The new group marched against the 1% those who terrorize this planet, the butchers, warmakers, corrupters of the soul and the purity of art, sponsors of terrorists who themselves are nothing more than mental terrorists. On september 17th the group that was to become OWS marched against the root of our problems, those who control not just wall street but the majority of the organizations and institutions of culture still standing in 2011. We protested against, their depravity their increasing enslavement of the free and beautiful human soul and we walked together to protest their calculated brutality against who we naturally are. In the early years of the new millennium we have watched the top of the 1%’s twisted schemes of control tighten around our lives with every morning edition of the NewYork Times. Though not all of us knew who these insufferably proud, cutthroat abusers were by name, we could see their agenda and looking at the statistical data we have now, name them anonymously as the 1%. Those willing to stand against their cruelty answered the call and on September 17th marched and were denied their right to peaceably assemble. We then found a legal haven in Liberty Square and its inner boundary, the elegant opalescent ring that is Zucotti Park. Denied our Constituational right to take our protest to wall street and occupy, we gathered that night in our true protest, to use our legal right to assemble and then work together for transformation, our own, our country’s, our world’s. We gathered to assert our right to become the change we wished to see. When we are united we can work together. When we are in the same place we can learn to get along. When we live together we can eventually understand and tolerate one another. This is the only possible foundation for the peace this war torn world has so long wished for.
It has always been our constitutional right to do just this. According to the idea of Justice still here in America, this right is ours inviolably so long as we are peaceably assembled. All the excuses and spin in the world cannot deny that this form of assembly is exactly what we of OWS did for 58 days under the pressures of constant assault, intrusion, harassment and exploitation.

In the early days as we were assembling our new society in Liberty Square, a vision unfolded of all of us being free for once in our life. Free and not forced to slave in the systems created and perfected against the people and our human soul over the last hundreds of years. Free to instead work together to find the solutions we needed to take back the fading beauty and joy of life on Our Earth.

That was our protest; to leverage our talents and abilities within our newfound circle we could help humanity find her way out of her tightening noose. For almost two months, we continued to hold and sustain one another in one of the last ‘legal’ places to assemble in apparently the entire nation and we invited the world to join us speaking as the seed of a new society. The people supported us and we had become a sanctuary, a workshop, a kitchen, a library, an assembly, a group of dancers, drummers, singers, workers, builders, protesters, marchers, outreach workers, recyclers, composters, artists, chess players, programmers and designers, newspaper publishers, merchants, pamphlet discussers, public speakers, neighbors who actually knew each other, lovers, meditators and assembly members who had created a welcoming haven for those most scarred by the schemes of the world’s tyrannical, those who had been most rejected simply because they had had enough integrity not to comply. We sheltered all who journeyed to join us despite the wagging tongues of the New York press. Despite the fact that you just don’t do that here. That you don’t help people unless they ‘deserve’ it. That you will not be kind to your brothers and sisters unless they have somehow earned your kindness. We assembled against such a philosophy and this was the heart our protest: Human need not Corporate greed. This philosophy of acceptance and providing kindness was our constitutional right. We became everything that has been mentioned, artists lovers and activists. but most importantly we became friends united in a new community that was continuing to refine and organize herself. Then the Police Department of New York City came upon our sleeping community with ten minutes warning saying that we were a ‘fire hazard’. They did not give us an advance notice. They did not give us the option to change things ourselves so that no illegal raid would be ‘necessary’, instead they came in secret at 1:00 a.m. Surrounding the square with public funded spotlights and threw a peacefully resting community into chaos. They penned those who wished to stay into the circle of the camp and surrounded us in the center while they tore our property to pieces. in a matter of an hour the fire hazard, our new city, was gone and when nothing was left they closed in on 220 hundred of us linked together in solidarity. When there was nothing left within the park but people, peaceably assembled and in line with our right as stated in the constitution, wide awake at 3:00 a.m. and also outnumbered by 400 policemen and women, the NYPD moved in to rip us away. We were not a fire hazard. There were no longer any fire hazards left in the park and still the force that is in theory meant to protect our people brutally moved in harmed, collared and hauled us away like so many animals. All on a law that they invented in a printed declaration they tried to force upon us in the early hours of Tuesday November, . Hauled away in the people’s prison busses for trying to change our way of life in a way that would work and thus hopefully show our world the way to peace as well, we watched everything we owned thrown into a garbage compactor by the orders of one of the 1%. We had no physical power and they took our home.

I The Occupy Movement

For the political movement that is OWS to suceed we must assemble within urban spaces. Holding spaces within cities and boroughs is vital for a protest movement. It allows a place for both those within the movement to gather with the public we hope to present our view to. Holding an urban space represents to everyone that we will not bow down to the unconstitutional laws of the modern city until those laws become just and accommodating to the needs of human beings. Strategically by occupying a public space we occupy the police forces freeing others to assemble less harrased the city over. However taking a space in a city like New York is not actually a sustainable act of protest. It drains the painfully earned resources of those who support us, while giving back the returns of political ‘awareness’ and entertainment for those following on youtube and livestream.

So as necessary as our action is to form the movement, we absolutely must find ways to leverage the same real kinds of power those we oppose have slowly monopolized over hundreds and hundreds of years. As the game is set now, protesting within the current laws with a home for assembling like we had for two short months in Liberty Square is not sustainable in terms of human energy, especially in a city organized as New York is.

According to the American rules of protest citizens can protest in the daytime, but then have to leave the assembly to find lodging at night. By their rules, we of OWS still have to be a part of the system which we protest. “Overnight lodging is not tolerated,” to quote the words of Oakland police spokeswoman Johanna Watson. We no longer live in a country where it is the actually accepted that: “If you don’t likes the way things are going you are always free to join together in order to change them.” Instead in 2011 we are not allowed to simply and peaceably assemble for a term long enough to effect any change and when we do assemble we are set upon with every tactic and disturbance the 1% can manage to bring against us. When we assemble to unite and join in friendship and peace, and when we assemble to speak for a better world, they declare war against us and our dream. They refuse to listen to our wishes, our hopes or human needs so it is up to us to find ways to fight back or find places that they cannot legally approach to fight us in the beginning phases of this so very vital movement.

For the 99% to hold as many public spaces as we can is the genesis of this movement. However with political occupations in public spaces where structures and overnight stays are not allowed, as is now the case with the sacked liberty square, it is very difficult to organize our efforts, together, as a real community, on site. With backup locations we are legally free to live on we can strengthen incredibly our blossoming efforts to peaceably assemble.

In America in 2011, We the people live in a land that is an escalating example of legalized oppression. However, when as individuals united, we decide to stand against those who work to oppress us, then when they assert by force the illegal ability to have their way and evict us from public places as well as imprision us, our only option to return the movement to its original strength is to reoccyupy and assert Justice only to be dispersed again. Such a strategy, no matter how unjust the context it would unfold in, only depletes our energies. To be torn down time and time again hurts all of us who care enough to leave our old lives, leave the rules of a broken society and occupy a space. We will likely continue to be torn down so long as the unconstitutional Hooverville laws still exist. To win, as we all wish for, requires that we evolve as a movement because as the scenario has unfolded after our arrest success through our current tactics is unlikely.

We need Real Strength for this movement.

II Land

With the current occupiers strategy, every time we take a place we place our freedom at the whims of whatever the legal interpretation of our right to be in that space is. Each time we move to permanently occupy an urban area, we set our necks voluntarily under the guillotine. Those who have joined us and whose lives have always been marginalized from the accepted way of doing things in the 21st century are left with no reason to stand with us. Their choice is either: spend ones energies to survive on ones own or support the movement and hope the movement will take care of you somehow. As the movement exists now, this is not a fair choice to put to anyone. We have not given enough people enough reason to believe the risk will be worth it. Signs and marches and rallies are about public opinion in the hope to effect that opinion enough to someday unite the 99%. The theory being once as 99% we are united nothing can defeat us, in other words once we all agree and stand together we will then start taking the real, effective actions to break the chains we are in and overthrow those who have engineered them. However, why not start those actions now?

If we owned an area of land at least the size of Liberty square, either somehow within the city itself or somewhere within walking distance of one of the Upstate Train lines that leave from grand central station, then the occupiers of that branch of our new movement could not be legally evicted. Those who oppose our dream could not take our generators or solar panels. A true sanctuary to organize withing would act as an incredible support for the continued efforts to occupy urban spaces with our extremely valid philosophy of civil disobedience. Also we could begin to leverage for the movement a new type of strength, that of generating our own resources. Land can grow things Cement cannot, cement can only take life from us and impel us to wander. Beginning to grow our own, healthy, unpoisoned food to help sustain this peaceful revolution is absolutely one of the most powerful forms of protest we could make. Instead of throwing tea into the ocean, lets have the new American revolution grow life from the earth and make things with our own hands. A statement like this is one, our opponents, those who say we are entitled and are simply refusing to work, will have to respect or sound like fools. The people will respect a statement/vocation such as this also, particularly if the strategy spreads to every occupation in this global movement. Occupying at least some outlying and hopefully urban areas also, legally, without the threat of eviction, will give us more of the time and support we need until we can use our voice to change the existing laws and find a way to permanently occupy public parks and the other public sanctuaries as places for constructive change citywide. The fact that we did not own Zucotti park, meant that even if our town planning working group had passed a proposal at a GA no one would have had to abide by it. Also our consensus that no drugs or alcohol were to be within the park boundaries was also not respected and didn’t really have to be. The movement that agreed to that consensus did not own the park. Consensus would have a much strongfer meaning if we owned the property we hold general assembly in, a true general assembly that can actually decide what it is we will agree to and do as a new community. I also feel it is extremely important to utilize the tremendous generosity of the people who have supported us with working proposals for occupations and acts of civil disobedience that begin to support and sustain themselves. When we can manage this, we will become just that much more part of the necessary global solution. Having enough of these satellite communities we legally own, could unite the movement nationwide by giving the travelers to the occupations places to learn, work, rest and receive guidance on their diverse tactics. Our network of havens would then become the workshop for the world we would like to see; a palpable alternative to the malevolent systems created by the 1%. The whole nation would be able to see us evolving into something even more real, more solid and much more likely to succeed than we are now.

III Winning a just world

It is not likely the 1% will listen to noise alone. As the awakening 99% we have to begin to work together and support each other. The people united will never be defeated and before we can mobilize as an undefeatable union, one that cannot be denied her just demands, we will need to create a way of coexisting that cannot be taken away from us by a handful of tactical decisions on the banking families part. The sooner we can do this, the sooner we will be free of the annoyance and terrible harm that can be inflicted on us by a few phone calls, memos and emails. Instead, with our awareness on the day of the people’s happiness and freedom we can work together, sit together, assemble together, sing together, eat together and rest the nights together and dream of the world about to be born. The inspiring future everyone in Liberty Square and the inner ring of Zucotti is gathering to work for, the one we have expressed to the nations with all of our hearts.


As you probably know, Liberty Plaza was raided last night. An hour before the park was raided my friend Jack Nemo, an older man, let me know a Community Affairs Officer of the same age had told him and an older woman, Kathie, that they should take notice of all the cops, press, and sanitation trucks that had taken to the nearby area. Before leaving, the cop ominously warned, “Normandy”. Jack Nemo then relayed the information to me and I relayed the warning, but was met with much skepticism as we’ve heard the cops would raid us just about every night. And then the lights came on, the cops paraded to the edge of the steps in full riot gear and a sound canon fired, announcing our peaceful time protesting in the park for nearly two months had come to a screeching halt. Campers across the park quickly climbed out of their tents screaming, “WAKE UP THE POLICE ARE HERE!” I ran into the library and let the handful of people sleeping in there know what was happening, then unlocked and pulled the OWS POETRY ANTHOLOGY from the shelves and strapped them to my body, then climbed atop a table in the park and read poems from the anthology. Immediately, the people of Liberty Plaza launched into action, a group of about a hundred protesters took to the kitchen and U-Locked/tied themselves down. After reading the third poem, the cops began to enter the park and I realized that I would most likely lose all of my possessions so I quickly grabbed a bag of my personal stuff, ran into the library and dumped a bunch of boxes of books onto the floor to make the cleaning up more difficult for the cops then ran my personal stuff and a few amazing books to a friends house around the corner. I naively thought I could get my stuff to my friends house and then re-enter the park but could only get to the corner of Liberty and Broadway after prepping myself for a long night.

Once on the corner I immediately launched into action and again started reading from the OWS POETRY ANTHOLOGY. Someone in the crowd said the cops wouldn’t respond to the poems but I countered, it’s not about the cops, it’s about making the voices of all those that have sent poems to the anthology heard. A few cops then got in my face and began pushing the crowd I was in up Broadway. I kept reading poems as the waved batons in our faces, and fellow protesters cried as we realized they were forcing all witnesses away from the park. The further we were pushed away, it seemed the louder the park became as the police became increasingly brutal. We watched in horror as the police entered the park swinging billy-clubs and slashing tents, similar to how police in Oakland brutally assaulted the protesters that had taken Oscar Grant Plaza.

A few moments later a man that had been tear gassed on the sidewalk ran in our direction and the group I was with took him to our friends place on Maiden Lane. I looked on in horror as his bloodshot eyes/face/body was directed into her apartment then into her shower. It reminded me of something that would happen in war-torn Eastern European country in the early nineties… I couldn’t believe this was happening in New York City. Simultaneously, we realized the library was being destroyed. Helplessly we watched the news as it showed clips of the entire park being scooped up and thrown into trash trucks. It’s appalling to think that a city with over 40,000 homeless, would allow for a park full of great resources, such as tents, tarps, sleeping bags, clothing, food, electronics, ect. to be thrown into the garbage. And I must reiterate, the police explained upon entering the park that all materials in the park would be available to be picked up later at a police location and the park was being evacuated because it was unsanitary and unsafe for humans to inhabit. The NYPD lied again!

Again I hit the streets, this time more librarians and fellow protesters had made it to the area and I went to CVS and picked up anti-acid to aid people that had been teargassed. I ran through the streets reading poems and looking out for wounded. Along the way, a main figure from the finance working group tapped me on the shoulder and demanded I join him on a secret mission, basically he told me that he had a very very large sum of cash in his backpack and needed to safely transport it several blocks away to get it into the hands of OWS lawyers. Michael, a fellow OWS occupier and poet joined us! We were given a number to call incase he was taken and he explained he would pass off the backpack to us so we could continue to run it to the lawyers. Luckily we were able to run it there undeterred. After safely moving the money, Michael and I landed infront of Trinity Church where I read poems to the 40 or so cops present for a half hour, finally screaming at them, “STAND ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF HISTORY! GO INTO THE PARK AND ARREST YOUR BROTHERS AND SISTERS IN BLUE THAT ARE TEAR GASSING AND BRUTALLY ASSAULTING PEACEFUL PROTESTERS. WAKE UP! STAND ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF HISTORY. DO NOT STAND FOR THIS BRUTALITY! BE REVOLUTIONARY!” Surprisingly, a few of the cops seemed to really respond and their eyes twinkled as they crept up closer to me… then Victoria, a key figure in the OWS movement, approached us and explained that the entire park had been tear gassed and that nothing was left. With this, I ran back around and down side streets to look for possibly wounded people. Surprisingly, everyone seemed okay. Later I learned that everyone that had been tear gassed had been arrested. We still do not know in what condition they are as they haven’t been heard from.

I then made my way to Foley square to hear the G.A. that had formed, hung out there for an hour, ate some food, discussed the craziness that was the night with folks and then went back to Zucotti Park around 8am to see what it looked like. I heard rumors that bulldozers had run over the entire park, trees and all, luckily they were just rumors… HOWEVER, everything we brought to the park is gone. The beautiful library is gone. Our collection of 5,000 books is gone. Our tent that was donated is gone. All the work we’ve put into making it is gone. I’ve spent the last month and a half there. Currently I’m homeless so I’ve been completely dependent on the community that has sprung up there. I don’t know what is next and I don’t know how these next few steps will play out, however, I know that the one thing no amount of cleaning and bullying and policing can destroy is the tenacity of the human spirit. WE WILL OVERCOME!

I am so incredibly tired. I hope this account reads somewhat okay. I love you and will hopefully be getting you more books soon! Please send love poems to the OWS Poetry Anthology! We need your spirits to keep our spirits ablaze!

Stephen Boyer

Occupy Wall Street Poetry Anthology

The People’s Library of Occupy Wall Street has funded the publishing of an ongoing ever evolving anthology of the Poetry Assembly and all poet’s and poetic spirits involved or in solidarity with Occupy Wall Street. The emails have been flooding in and I expect it to become a massive text and a prime example of the spirited passion demanding Wall Street style world systems be shut down. I’ve moved into the park and all I can say, as I am super busy, is it’s the most empassioned, vocal, diverse experience I’ve ever had the opportunity to partake in. Every day I am amazed at the level of conversation and group work happening. I love it.

All poems by all poets are welcome. All will be published. In our current class war we must join our words together and raise our ever evolving anthology into the air! We need your poems. We need an anthology big enough to crush Wall Street!

Email poem’s to stephenjboyer@gmail(DOT)com and please put “OCCUPY POETRY” in the subject of the email.

Let your voice be heard!