[SOLID SPIRITUALITY IN A FLUID DREAM]
THE MUSIC...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OQEMLPkilyI
DIFFERENCES SO PETTY TURNED INTO WARS SO GREAT.
WHOLE CULTURES DESTROYED ON THE BASIS OF RELIGION AND RACE.
PRECONCEIVED NOTIONS AND RUNAMUK EMOTIONS.
WHAT WOULD JESUS SAY TO THE RELIGIOUS OF YOU?
"THERE IS ONLY ONE GOD WHO CREATED ALL LIFE."
THE LIGHT FROM THE DARK, THE SEED OF THE TREE, EVEN THE LITTLE BITTY TINY FLEA.
LANGUAGE BARRIORS FORMED FROM YEARS OF THE SAME OLD RHETORIC.
THEORYS DERIVED FROM UTTER LUNACY, BLOOD SACRIFICES ON CROSSES AND SUICIDE BOMBERS.
MURDER IN THE GAZA STRIP, HELICOPTERS THAT RAIN DEATH ON THE MASSES.
THERE WAS NO JUDAISM IN ABRAHAMS TIME, NO CHRISTIANITY WHEN JESUS WALKED THE EARTH.
GIVE THIS THOUGHT SOME PLAY. WHAT RELIGION WERE THEY?
CLARITY IN A QUESTING MIND.
IF A GOLDEN CHALICE WERE PLACED IN YOUR HAND WOULD YOU DRINK OF ITS ELIXER.
SYMBOLISM IN THE BURNING BUSH, REALISM IN THE WORDS OF SIRACH.
WISDOM SO PROFOUND THAT LAYERS OF DECEIT ARE BURNED AWAY IN THE WORDS OF ANCIENT MAN.
SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE DANIEL IN THE LIONS DEN, YUSUF IN THE DUNGEONS OF EGYPT.
INTERPRETATIONS OF A LIVING DREAM.
[Photos from SEXY ROOTS [ AN EROTIC JOINT] FEATURING ROSE APPLE]
please remember to use protection when having sex
THE MUSIC Y'ALL
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YXjqAe3lLSk
HAMZAH
SHE IS SO SUCCULENT THAT I WANNA BE WRAPPED UP IN SHE...FEELING HER LIPS ON ME AS I SIGH...CONTENTED IN ECSTACY.I BELONG TO SHE...PUTTY IN HER HANDS AS SHE REFORMS AND TRANSFORMS ME.SHE MAKES ME SEE INTO THE DEPTHS OF SHE WITH THE WORDS THAT I SEE...OH TO HOLD HER AND TELL HER OF MY JOURNEY.I WANT SHE TO DRIBBLE HER LUST ON MY CHIN...HER LOVE ON THE ROOTS OF MY TREE...I SEE SHE.
ROSE APPLE.
YES DADDY YOU SEE ME..LET ME HELP YOU SEE WHAT ME SEE DRIBBLE YOU WANT DRIBBLE YOU ARE GET SIT ON YOUR FACE AND LET IT DRIBBLE FOR YOU , EAT DADDY EAT JUST LET ME CREAM YOU... LOVE YOU DADDY I LOVE THE WAY YOU DO ME KISS AND CARESS ME...YOU LOVE ME SO BADLY IT’S GETTING ME HORNY..YES DADDY.. ME HORNY ME READY FOR ME TREE. COME GIVE IT TO ME..MAKE ME SMILE WHILE YOU JAMMING IT DEEP INSIDE OF ME I WANT TO FEEL YOU DEEP IN THE CRACK OF MY BACK I WANT YOU TO MAKE MY TOES CURL..YES DADDY I AM TALKING TO YOUI WANT TO WRAP MY LIPS AROUND YOUR TREE TIGHTEN IT AND JUST MAKE YOU FEEL MEYES DADDY .. YOU BELONG TO ME AND THIS KITTY BELONGS TO YOU,YOU THE MAN THAT GOT MY ATTENTION SO MAKE ME SCREAM AND HIT IT RIGHT.
HAMZAH
OH SHE HORNY NOW AND IT MAKES ME ALL HARD...FROM THE TOP OF MY HEAD TO THE TIPS OF MY TOES.I WANNA WRECK SHE PUM PUM...A TWO BODY COLLISION IN THE MIDDLE OF THE BEDROOM.FACES CONTORTED AS WE SATISFY THESE NEEDS...ME STANDING BEHIND SHE WITH MY HANDS ON HER SKIN AS SHE TALKS ALL NASTY TO ME.MY LIONESS IN HEAT AND I CANT GET ENOUGH...SOMETIMES SOFT AND SOMETIMES ROUGH...NEVER ENOUGH.HER LIPS SO SOFT AS THEY BRUSH THE ROOTS OF MY TREE...SEEDS SPRAYED ON SHE BREASTS... SHE BACK...SHE PUNANY.NO TIME FOR GAMES BETWEEN SHE AND ME AS WE SATE OUR NEEDS...SHE MAKES I SO HORNY.HE BELONGS TO ME...I BELONG TO SHE...AS IT GROWS ALL DISTORTED WHO BELONGS TO WHOM...AS I CRY OUT WHATS MY NAME? I NEED SHE TO TELL ME.LOST IN THE SMELL, TASTE, AND TOUCH OF SHE...SAVAGELY DO WE RECEDE INTO OUR LOVE.
[LIFES BEGINNINGS]
I WROTE THIS POEM WITH TEARS STREAMING DOWN MY FACE. I LOST A SON IN 2003. WHEN HE WAS A BABY HE WAS VERY FUSSY AND WE WOULD TAKE HIM TO THE BEACH. IT WAS THE ONLY PLACE THAT WOULD CALM HIM SO AFTER WORK WE WOULD HEAD TO THE BEACH. THIS IS SOMETHING THAT I HAVE DONE WITH ALL MY CHILDREN AS MY PARENTS DID FOR ME. THANK YOU FOR READING . PURPLE WAS HIS FAVORITE COLOR.
THIS IS THE MUSIC FOR THIS PIECE. WE USED TO JAM TO IT AT THE BEACH...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VTAN6-CBNXs
I DONT REMEMBER THE FIRST TIME THAT I SAW THE OCEAN.
THE FIRST TIME THE WAVES WASHED ACROSS MY FEET AND I SANK INTO THE SAND.
A LIFES LESSON IN THE WATERS OF LIFES BEGINNINGS.
A SHARK STRANDED ON THE BEACH AFTER A HURRICANE.
A SEA TURTLE ON MY LINE, HIS PULL SO STRONG THAT A 9 YEAR OLD SCREAMS FOR HELP.
AFRAID OF BECOMING A PART OF THE OCEAN.
HORSESHOE CRABS SLOWLY COMING TO LAND TO MATE AND LAY EGGS IN THE WAKE OF WAVES.
JELLYFISH AND WARNINGS OF EXTREME PAIN FROM SUCH BEAUTY.
WALLS WASHED AWAY THAT WERE SUCH A PART OF MY YOUTH.
HOUSES NOW SIT WHERE I RAN WITH MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY AS THE SUN SET ON THE GULF OF MEXICO.
BOATS IN THE DISTANCE THAT MADE ME THINK OF PIRATES AND ALSO THE SHIPS THAT CARRIED MY ANCESTORS IN THEIR BELLIES.
FROM ONE SHORE TO ANOTHER IN A STRANGE LAND, LIGHTNING ON THE WATER, THUNDER IN THE AIR.
A MOTHER WHO WAILS AS HER SON IS PULLED FROM THE WATER, A 11 YEAR OLD WHO WATCHES AS HE IS DECLARED DEAD.
MY CHILDREN IN THE WATER, SO CALMING TO A 6 MONTH OLD BABY AS I TEACH HIM TO LEARN FROM THE OCEAN.
AND I KNOW THEY WILL NOT REMEMBER THE FIRST TIME THAT THAT THEY SAW THE OCEAN.
[LACE SUSPENSION]
the music dammit...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DijrdUoFt80
I BEHOLD HER WITHIN LACE CURTAINS DRAPED ON A CANOPY BED.
NAKED DOTH SHE LIE ON SATIN SHEETS.
A VISION IN A CLOUD CONTAINED WITHIN A ROOM, A NYMPH OF NAPPY HAIR.
HER MOST DELECTABLE FORM PROTECTED BY THIS TRANSLUCENT SHELTER WEAVED AS DELICATELY AS THE SPIDERS WEB.
HER NIPPLES STAND IN TESTIMONY TO THE RIPENESS OF HER FRUIT, BROWN PLUMS ON BROWN SKIN THAT TAKE MY BREATH AWAY.
THE SWELL OF HER BELLY LEADS MINE EYES TO THE V BETWEEN HER THIGHS, NAPPY LOCKS THAT CATCH THE LIGHT AND ROBS I OF MINE SIGHT.
SHE MOVES AND TURNS AWAY , A MOST BEAUTIFUL FORM AS HER BOTTOM FILLS MY VEIW.
DRUMS OF THE BLOOD AS IT RUSHES PAST MINE EARS WITHIN THE DEPTHS OF MINE HEAD.
I AM A LION ON THE SERINGETI, A STALLION IN ARABIA.
I PART THE LACE ON A CANOPY BED IN A SEA OF SOFT LIGHT AND ENTER HER WORLD.
[PARALLEL UNIVERSE IN A STANDARD REALITY]
as always. music for the lyrics...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XSX6gGa6XuA
WHEN I WAS A CHILD AN ANGEL WALKED WITH ME IN A PARALLEL UNIVERSE WHERE I SAW THIS LIFELINE AND AN INFINITE NUMBER OF POSSIBILITIES.
WHAT CAN BE AND WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN BEFORE THE NATURE OF MAN BECAME WHO COULD RULE AND WHO SHOULD FOLLOW.
SCRIPTED PLACES AND LEVELS OF UNDERSTANDING WHILE ALL THAT IS NEEDED IS A LITTLE OVERSTANDING TO ATTAIN THE LEVEL OF ISA OR JESUS AS HE IS CALLED IN THE HELIOS BIBLOS OR THE BOOK OF THE SUN.
YE ARE GODS RESTRAINED FROM TRUE KNOWLEDGE OF SELF, POWER IN THE UNITY OF SUN AND EARTH.
WILLIE STOOD ON A PLATFORM IN 1712 AND CREATED A NIGGER, DIVISION OF A NATION IN A NEW WORLD, WHERE THE STRANGE FRUIT BECAME A METHOD OF CONTROL.
A SELF PERPETUATING SYSTEM IN THIS REALITY WHERE MAN FINDS HIMSELF IN A BATTLE WITHIN HIMSELF, TUG OF WAR, IF THE ROPE IS RELEASED ALL SHALL FALL.
SLAVE ROW AND PRISON CELLS, SAME CONCEPT IN DIFFERENT TIMES.
WHERE WILL YOU BE WHEN THE ROLL IS CALLED, WHEN THE PARTS OF YOUR BODY SPEAK OUT AGAINST THEE, AND TELL OF YOUR INEQUITY.
I AM NOT PURE YET I HAVE ACCEPTED MY FATE, I WILL DIE TO BRING THE TRUTH TO YOU.
AS A MAN THE ANGEL SOMETIMES SPEAKS TO ME, TEARS AT THE SOUND OF HIS VOICE, AS I BEAT MY DRUM IN A SOUNDPROOF ROOM.
[WAKING NIGHTMARE]
WHAT??? WHAT??? MUSIC!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gbEwHJX95QE
I WALK IN A NIGHTMARE OF DAYDREAMS THAT HAVE BECOME SO REAL THAT NOTHING CAN DISPEL THEM.
SOLDIERS WHO FIGHT IN FOREIGN LANDS BECAUSE OF THE LIES OF ADMINISTRATIONS THAT HAVE LED BABYLON INTO RECESSION.
HOUSES THAT SIT EMPTY AS HOMELESS ROAM THE STREETS, FOOD FROM A DUMPSTER ON A WEEKNIGHT.
I SEE THE CHILDREN TURNED LOOSE BY LAWS THAT TAKE THE RIGHTS OF PARENTS TO BE PARENTS...
THEY COMMIT A CRIME YOU GO TO JAIL, YOU PUNISH THEM YOU GO TO JAIL, IN DEUTERONOMY IT IS SAID,
THOU SHALT BEGET SONS AND DAUGHTERS, BUT THOU SHALT NOT ENJOY THEM; FOR THEY SHALL GO INTO CAPTIVITY.
THATS A NIGHTMARE IF I EVER CLOSED MY EYES AND DREAMED, ORWELL WAS RIGHT OR SO IT SEEMS.
NIGHTMARES IN THE LAND OF THE FREE WHERE ROPES BORE STRANGE FRUIT AS BLACK SOLDIERS FOUGHT AGAINST TYRANNY IN WARS THAT INVOLVED THE WORLD.
SEPERATE BUT EQUAL AS PUBLIC SCHOOLS IN SURBURBAN REALITIES GET MORE MONEY THAN THE ONES IN POOR NIGHTMARES.
WEED AND SEED IS MARTIAL LAW AND A POOR MANS WORD AINT WORTH A DAMN.
IN THIS NIGHTMARE
[LET ME BITE IT]
oh yeah the music...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zVs0AQ2tX6Q
STAND AGAINST THAT TREE AND LET ME SEE YOUR REGALITY, I LOVE THE WAY YOUR ASS STANDS OUT AGAINST THE PANORAMA OF NATURE THAT SURROUNDS YOU.
I WONDER HOW MANY LICKS IT WOULD TAKE TO GET TO YOUR CREAMY CENTER, TO BRING IT SURGING INTO MY MOUTH.
I WOULD LOVE TO SPREAD YOU OUT AND SHOW YOU WHY THEY USED TO CALL ME YODA DOG, COYLY AND SLYLY LURING YOU INTO MY LAIR.
YOUR LIPS ARE SO FULL AND LOVELY, TO HAVE THEM WRAPPED AROUND MY DICK IS DRIVING ME CRAZY IN ANTICIPATION.
A BEAST WRAPPED IN THE SKIN OF A MAN, MY HEAT WOULD WARM YOU ON THE COLDEST NIGHT, MAKE YOU SWEAT IN FRIGID WEATHER.
BEND OVER AND LET ME SLID IN YOU FROM BEHIND AS I SMACK YOUR ASS CHEEKS AND SCRATCH YOUR BACK.
ARE THOSE YOUR CRIES OR MY SCREAMS?
TORTURE OF THE SWEETEST KIND AS WE RELEASE ALL OUR INNER INHIBITIONS IN THE MOLTEN CORE OF OUR LUST.
