Bury Your Masters

In the name of our mother

As the key I swallowed traveled deep into my spine

it unraveled the threads that wove my being

Through the long path it touched my curse -

Skip, skip, skip 

Sweat turns to oceans

Where lost spirits swim

Ohhh father, one word and our bones are yours

One word and the horizon becomes the thread -

- that stitches us all back together. 

We embraced our fate,

Feeding the earth with the silken flesh

Of our mortal souls.

Emanci (t) ation (n) (p)

In the name of our sons

My black nipples hang to the ground

in search of roots to escape

Freedom abandoned us for rage 

That shiver comes with shame 

I dig deep, yearning to touch your core,

Yet the undercurrent of self-preservation

Drifts me apart.

Consumed where all could see

I wear my shame like a second skin.

Just silence where a soul once lived.

My courage wears the veil of a femme de joie

Nowhere to hide

I barter parts of myself for hope,

That crumble like ash in the wind.

Come undone by a genocide of stars.

Oh fist of dignity, enter my meat... 

Choose my heart once again

Lace (t) ation (r) (n)

In the name of the holy spirit

The devil sucks me like ice

drip by drip, cut by cut

We become one

Peri-neum

My convictions disappear in my reflection

Ohhh white s(k)ins

Don't forget the weight of your sins

As the skeletons of your past become your altar

On your knees, you will become slaves

Serving the empty black hole that once held all your certainties

4 times you will die before finding peace

4 times you will scream before finding a voice

4 times you will birth before finding life

4 times you will disappear before finding a gaze

Bury Your Masters combines personal and historical reflection with themes of rupture and rebirth, using a variety of media and materials to imagine a world that is both sacred and unstable, where remnants of the past persist. Manuel Mathieu has harnessed the power of abstraction to create an installation that shifts from two to three dimensions, unfolding as an immersive ceremony of confronting difficult truths. Through his material explorations, Mathieu has illuminated the struggle for dignity and self-preservation in a world where a shared and equitable experience of reality seems impossible.

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