Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions....– Lao-Tze (via dailyinspiredthoughts)
I’ve read 3 books for pleasure this week where SEX plays a large part of the story; Snuff, Secret Diary of a London Call Girl, and Men are Better Than Women. Afer I told my mom about the books she ended our phone conversation with this gem of wisdom, “You have a four day weekend, go have some adulterated fun, but be safe hunny.”
Cupid draw back your bow and let your arrow flow straight to me lover’s heart for me. Cupid please hear my cry and let your arrow fly straight to my lover’s heart for me.
Duchess: Diamonds are of most value, they say, that have pass'd through most jewellers' hands.
Ferdinand: Whores, by that rule, are precious.
In love, nothing is eternal but drinking your wine, There is no reason for bringing my life to you, other than losing it. I said, “I just want to know you and then disappear.” She said, “Knowing me does not mean dying.” —Rumi
Once it’s in there, it doesn’t taste any better to spit it out, and...– Belle de Jour
I gotta be out my mind to think it’s gonna work this time A part of me wants to leave, but the other side still believes And it kills me to know how much I really love you So much I wanna……
Crown Royal-Jill Scott
I Fucked Up....utterly
No amount of tears can wash away the pain I’ve inflicted on my mother for some reason being 5,000 miles away gives me a false sense of independence and acompaning my cocky strut I demanded to be “left alone”; 2 words a child should never say to their parents unless you wish to open the flood gate of guilt and evidence that payment is owed for the 9 month ride I fucked up,...
bang bang bang!: Early Morning Delight →
breaths through peaceful sounds of ruffled bed sheets. heard in the sunrise. daylight breaks through and shines forth. revealing skin to skin contact in motion. touch from her soft hands grasp my back. expression of the passion of which we share. energy flows through our body. bringing us…
My Love-Jill Scott “My love is deeper,...
Maybe You've Heard of Us
Noosed bythe strings of Jimi’s guitar, I swing, purple-hazed pendulum. Hypnotizing the part of the eye that never dies. Look into my: eyes are the windows of the soul is fried chicken, collards, and cornbread is corn meal, sour cream, eggs, and oil is stolen blood of the earth, used to make cars run and kill the fish. Who me? I play scales. The scales of dead fish of oil-slicked...
If I could find the spot where truth echoes, I would stand there and whisper memories of my children’s future. I would let their future dwell in my past so that I might live a brighter now. Now is the essence of my domain and it contains all that was and will be. And I am as I was and will be, because I am and always will be that nigga. I am that nigga.
Clumsy-Fergie Boy you got me trippin and I...
The Beat Goes
Through meditation I program my heart to beat break beats and hum bas lines on exhalaion. BA BOOM BOOM OM. I burn 7 day candles that melt into 12-inch circles on my mantle and spin funk like myrrh. BA BOOM BOOM OM. And I can fade worlds in and out with my mixing patterns. Letting the earth spin as I blend in Saturn. Niggas be like spinning windmils, braiding hair, locking, popping, as...
I'm Gonna Be
I’m gonna be rich one day I’m gonna look at you and say I told you so I’m gonna do all the things that I said I would that you think I should but that you don’t belive I will I’m gonna come back somehow I’ll be sure and proud and make you eat your words I’m gonna expect you to but if you don’t that’s cool I won’t need it...
Take You Down-Chris Brown
jessicabt: “B.U.D.D.Y” (Remix) feat. Young Buck...
I Have the Right...
To create a vocabulary to communicate about being multiracial. To change my identity over my lifetime more than once. To have loyalties and identification with more than one group of people. To freely choose whom I befriend and love. -Maria P.P. Root
It is easier to build strong children than to repair broken men.– Frederick Douglass
The Softer Side of Hip-Hop by Laura...
A woman’s rap is like the softer side of hip-hop a smooth flow that comes with rounded hips and proud full lips Kissing you in just the right spot. Hip-Hop is not about gang, or thugs, or a girl’s big booty… It’s about validating your thoughts, your knowledge, and your life. It’s about the time you take to make you experiences into something beautiful and...
I’m going to blow bubbles today instead of smoking cigarettes.– Sita
Ms. Harmony-Robin Thicke