Kontomble Speakeasy

"Messages For Our times with Kontomble - Feb 3, 2017"

When the pain and intensity of our times had many of us writhing from the unalleviated nature of collective suffering, Monica invoked Kontomble in fury and in distress, asking them about what was going on in the world. They relayed soothing and ways of tapping into our own remembering, and the technology of breathing out though the V of our hands into the world.

​Kontomble, Tell Us Who You Are!

Photo: Monica Mody

Green slither

like cave beyond cave

echoes its way to you


Pitch of high--

a little garbled but

snaking its forked

clear to you


That zing on tongue

on wrist in feet


That bite you took

what lay

or rolled

or clicked in place


Like satisfaction drawn

like pote-

nt creation energy


Eye an eye to see

or dribble


Ear grows bigger

with each leaf, speaking

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