Thursday, April 26, 2007

Sex Smells

Penis:


Cock, dick, wang, weiner, schlong, shaft, hardon, bone, pole.



Vagina:


Pussy, twat, cunt, snatch, slit, cooch.



What the fuck? What is wrong with us?

Why is there no NEUTRAL word for the male and female genitals?

If I want to refer to these body parts, I have to either use the MEDICAL terminology, or resort to street slang. There is no in-between. And this is ONLY true of the genitals.


Take, for example, your CRANIUM.

Cranium is the scientific term.

There are other slang terms, such as melon, dome, etc.

And there is a common, NEUTRAL term: Head.


You do not say, "I hit my cranium".

Nor do you say, "I have a melonache"



Or, say, your Gluteus.

Scientific term. Slang terms are Ass, Booty, etc.

And the common, NEUTRAL term: Butt.


You do not say, "Look at that chick's gluteus!"

Nor would you tell a child to sit down on their ass.


Fingers are actually called metacarpals. The ears are actually called pinae. Your belly is called an abdomen. And so forth. All body parts have a common name, a scientific/medical term, and slang. EXCEPT the genitals.


My point?


Simple. American culture is arrested in such a stage of adolescent sexuality, that the language only contains words for genitals that are either scientific, or vulgar.

And as a result, when I talk during sex I am constantly embarrassed to find the right word.


"Oh, yeah, suck my dick"


I'm sorry, I feel stupid calling it a "dick".

I've known a lot of "Dick"s, and don't want to associate them with my own delicious experience of oral sex.


"Mmm, lick my balls"

Again, I don't want to call them balls. They are not balls. They are actually somewhat egg-shaped, which is why at least the spanish slang Huevos (eggs) makes better sense (even though I'd never use the word, as I don't find dairy sexy). Calling them balls, feels like calling your legs sticks, or calling your hair hay. It's not an actual term FOR that body part, but rather a slang term that only alludes to the part through visual comparison.


"Yeah, spread your pussy open"


I don't want to call it a pussy! No one likes the damn word! But as CUNT is the next-best alternative (unless twat is more to your liking), we all say Pussy.

I don't like that. Pussy is, phonetically, a wet messy word. That hard "PUH!" at the front, and the wet "SSSSSS!" in the middle...it's a sloppy word. It creates offense. And it's used to name a part of the body that SO doesn't want to be sloppy in any way...I really don't think anyone likes it. But hey, as it's the ONLY word, besides VAGINA, then it gets use.


Our language does not contain any term for genitals that is not either cold and scientific, or crude and vulgar. Every other body part has a common name, EXCEPT for the genitals.


And, I am NOT telling ANYONE to "Suck my penis".

Nor will I ever tell anyone what a "Tight wet vagina" they have.

It's fucking lame! And NOT sexy.

And, I can get into calling my penis a cock or a dick, and calling her vagina a cunt or a pussy, but the whole point is I shouldn't have to. There should be names for things that are the ACTUAL, COMMON name for that thing, IN ADDITION TO the various slang/scientific terms.


But American culture is still stuck in the tit-staring stage, and so for the present we have either penises and vaginas, or cocks and cunts.


Which shouldn't be surprising in a culture of such intense contradiction. A nation where it's illegal for a woman to walk down the street naked, but legal for that same woman to charge people to see her naked. A culture where a woman is called a whore for charging money for sex, and called easy if she fucks a man who HASN'T bought her anything yet. A culture which idolizes male sluts, and condemns female studs. A culture which values pornographic violence so much that they show it to children as entertainment, and yet hides sexual pornography because it's "vulgar and offensive". We live among some of the most sexually-confused people on earth, and worse they're all convinced that they are "enlightened about sex".


Oh yeah?


Then let women walk down the street topless JUST LIKE MEN GET TO.

Let all people sit nude on their front lawns, spread-legged and soaking up the sun.

Let people buy, sell, trade, advertise sex all they wish. Their genitals, their choice.


Show sex on TV. REAL sex. Penetration sex. Fluid-spurting, name-calling sex.


Currently on network TV you can show blood and brains squirting from a shattered skull,

but not semen squirting from a hard dick.


Zombies fondling entrails,

but no one fondling breasts.


Etc.


This America is a bunch of hypocritical, prudish perverts.

They hide something just so they can be titillated by revealing it.


I bet there're not a lot of strip clubs in Kenya, huh?


Alright. I've said my piece for now.

But just know, a day will dawn in this land,

Where we shall all be naked and free,

fucking and sucking and dancing and singing,

All Day Long.

And we will have proper names for our genitals,

and nudity will be the norm, clothing for decoration or utility.

And perversion will cease to be, rape, molestation will all but vanish.

Once sex is no longer hidden, left to rot in the dark,

it shall flourish in full daylight, releasing its sicknesses and becoming Whole.

Massive orgies will take place regularly. Sex will be an open, shameless experience of sensual exploration, intimacy, and excitement. Venereal disease will evaporate, as the negative beliefs that spawned such sexual imbalance are released, such sad relics of a dark past. Sex will BECOME the new form of social interaction.


And if you can't get laid THEN,

well, brother, I don't know what to tell you.



R

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Evasive-Revisionist-Asshole-American

African-American.


BULLSHIT.


Calling black people "African-American" is the ultimate in PC bullshit mind-control whitewashing.

As if it meant the same thing as Mexican-American, or Japanese-American.

As if they are just immigrants from Africa, come to the New World to chase the American Dream.


BULLSHIT!!!


First, they were AFRICANS.

Then, they were KIDNAPPED.

Then, they were CARGO.

Then, they were ENSLAVED BY AMERICANS.


They were used as the labor foundation for the Colonies.

(Free labor creates QUITE a spike in prosperity, don't you know.)

America FED off of the BLOOD of these poor enslaved people, for generations.

Then, eventually, way too late (which seems to be the American Style), people started to wise up a bit, decided maybe enslaving an entire race was kinda, uh, UN-AMERICAN.

And then the slaves were "freed", meaning they were released from literal bondage and delivered into cultural bondage.

And as there was no fleet of ships ready to whisk them back to THEIR OWN DISTANT CONTINENT, these ex-slaves had to put down roots in the very same land where their families had been tortured and murdered.

Generations later, due to the incredibly strong spirits of these African people, and in spite of the culture of repression held in place by the majority of Americans, these ex-slaves had finally risen to a place of true autonomy, economic independence (in a relative sense), true Freedom, insofar as freedom ever exists in America.

The American culture finally decided to embrace these people, these "black" people, as equals.

(Seems to me that if you can succeed as a race among an alien culture that does all it can to ruin you, then you are actually BETTER, not equal, but whatever, right?)

And so, as they had in past years jettisoned the obviously-offensive slang terms for ex-slaves (darky, boy, jigaboo, pickaninny, spade, nigger, etc.), Americans tried new, Progressive terms such as Negro, or Afro-Americans (which was a confusing term, as does the Jewfro qualify one as Afro-?). And the ex-slaves felt offended by these as well. So then "Black" seemed to the term to use, and worked fine for many years, until in their INTENSE compassion and racial sensitivity the PR branch of American culture decided to create a NEW, FINAL, and PERFECT abuse-free term for these descendants of African slaves:


African-American.


And once again, American culture drops a steaming turd.


African-American?


This term is a term of revisionist history, meant to absolve all white guilt related to black enslavement.

To call them African-Americans is to imply that their people chose to come to this country, that they came as free people, and were treated as equals.

To call them African-American implies that their African culture was valued, rather than beaten out of them.

Implies that they were ever considered Americans, even though they had the rights of livestock.

It ignores slavery. Ignores that the wealth of this nation was built on slavery.

Ignores that their entire relationship with America is one of enduring horrific uninvited abuse.

These Africans were kidnapped, tortured and murdered, treated as dangerous dumb animals, worked to death, bred like livestock, kept from any education, and finally set loose in the wild American frontier with no lifeskills, amidst an entrenched culture of discrimination and outright hostility.

They are NOT African-Americans. Not at all. You know who is?

Charlize Theron. Born in South Africa, emigrated to the U.S.


These descendants of slaves, are neither African OR American.

Their African culture was whipped out of them, and American culture never attempted to include them.


They are, Black People.

Why do I say this?

Because it's a simple slang term that refers to them by basic appearance (like you would refer to me as "That guy with the long curly hair and muttonchops"). And it seems to be the way they refer to themselves, which to me is a good indicator of what to call someone.

Like, if I know a guy who refers to himself as Mike, well shit, I'll call him Mike too.

Like calling Caucasians "White People". A simple slang term, that is only offensive if you WANT to take offense; there's no abuse in the term itself.

I know black people aren't actually black, and whites ain't white (except the English).

We COULD go with Brown people and Pinkish-Beige people...but that's just confusing and too wordy.

Or we could call them Kidnapped Africans Who Were Enslaved And Then Were Later Freed And Recognized As Human But Still Discriminated Against For Decades Until Finally Culture Evolved Enough That Bigots Were In The Minority And They Were Treated Mostly As Equals Even Though The Past Was Never Addressed...but again, wordy as fuck.


Really, it's not about the term. It's about being honest with ourselves. And calling these amazingly strong people, this entire race that managed to survive hundreds of years of abuse and repression, terror, debasement, everything, calling them African-Americans...just seems a little too easy on the White conscience. Like they just came over for the Freedom Fries, and stayed for the chunky white women.


I don't say African American. It's a PR term, invented by whites to whitewash white guilt. And worst of all, it's supposed to be used to HONOR black people, as a nonoffensive label they should be proud of. Because of all this, I never use the term African-American.



Also, I don't really know any black people.



R

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Sounds SO familiar...

We have no interest in oppressing other people. We are not moved by hatred against any other nation. We bear no grudge. I know how grave a thing war is. I wanted to spare our people such an evil. It is not so much the country of Czechoslovakia; it is rather its leader, Edward Benes. He has led a reign of terror. He has hurled countless people into the profoundest misery. Through his continuous terrorism, he has succeeded in reducing millions of his people to silence. The Czech maintenance of a tremendous military arsenal can only be regarded as a focus of danger. We have displayed a truly unexampled patience, but I am no longer willing to remain inactive while this madman ill-treats millions of human beings."

- Adolf Hitler, April 14th, 1939

Friday, February 02, 2007

Brains!!!!

There’s something you’ve always wanted to do.

And you don’t do it.

Some way you’ve always wanted to feel.

And you’ve never felt it.

Someone you want to be.

That you never are.

Dreams, desires, wishes, passions,
All laying dead in the dust.

Never used.


We come into this life filled with passion, desire, hope and excitement.

This unbridled flow fills our young bodies with light and sensation.

We have endless energy, heal instantly, always smile, always want to dance and play.

We have optimism around everything we see (which causes adults to label us as Young-Minded). We truly believe that what we desire, shall belong to us.

And then.

A wall of limits slams into us. We are drowned in a sea of unanswered prayers. All that we know that we are and all that we feel that we can be, is lost in the flood of grey hopelessness, the sign of our giving up our desires in order to “be realistic”.

We shut down. We shrink. We harden, and darken. This, we call “Growing Up”.

Our bodies start to stiffen and weaken. We become tired. We age, we get sick, we get hurt and heal oh so slowly. We think back to the golden light of our childhood, and chuckle at our foolish dreams of happiness and fulfillment. Child’s dreams.


In gaining our adulthood, we turn our backs on everything that made us golden, made us beautiful. We accept the lie that we can’t have everything we want, we embed this poisoned program into our hearts, and let our life cease growing, but rather go to seed and decay. And we feel satisfied, that we are no longer trying to live out some fantasy, but rather are now in the “Real World”.

Bullshit.

The “Real World” is a massive hallucination, created when millions of conscious beings all align their hearts with a false Truth. The flow through our hearts projects the poison program as a 3D illusion, one which surrounds and encases us. A dingy, gray cloak of limitation and lost hope, secured to us by the acceptance that we were being Unrealistic, to actually believe that we were on Earth to have joy and freedom, to express our golden truths, to bathe in the glow of the radiance of perfection that we all carry within us.

And because everyone is telling the same lie with each breath, the Lie becomes the Truth that surrounds us. We accept it AS our reality. And so, when the child comes to us, with the beaming clear eyes and the springy soft body, we explain to this young soul that endless hope is unrealistic, that you can’t always get what you want, that suffering builds character and that hard work is the answer to any problem.

The child walks away, confused, its energy dimming, its heart closing. In a few years, that child will be perfect for the Real World. Hard worker, committed to its job, real reliable and trustworthy. A Good Citizen.

We have helped this child kill itself, and worse it doesn’t know it’s dead, and keeps walking.

Our offices are staffed with the walking dead.

A cubicle is just a casket with Internet access.

And our culture is a fungus.


Hey! How about this?

When a child shows you their light,

Let it illuminate YOU!

When someone’s joy seems unrealistic,

accept that you are the Walking Dead.

That feeling you came in with, no matter how early on it was extinguished,
Stills lies at the center of you.

It is the small glow
That waits to be fanned into flame
By your breath.

It sits within you,
Waiting to be allowed out to play.
And when you finally set it free,
It will know instantly the lie you have lived,
The joy you have sold to a system that has no use for it.

And it will tell you, that it knew the WHOLE TIME that you were just afraid.

Afraid to live what you ARE.

Afraid to be what you ARE.
Afraid, simply afraid,
That you are so grand and beautiful,
That once they get a look at you,
They’ll tear you to pieces.

Because the Walking Dead know they sold their souls.
It hurts them to remember.
And when they see your golden soul unfurled and radiating,
They are forced to feel.
And what they feel is worse than pain;
It’s the space where pain would be,
If they still knew how to feel.


You are ready. It is time.

There ARE NO MORE EXCUSES.


So, what will it be?

The Walking Dead?

Or the Dance of Life?


Hmmm…..



R

Thursday, December 28, 2006

Dark Matters

So much controversy over the word Nigger.

White people can't say it.

Black people can't stop saying it.


I say, the only people who SHOULD still be saying Nigger, are white people.

After all, white people INVENTED the word Nigger; it's a part of their cultural heritage.

And as Nigger is such an integral and defining aspect of White culture, I for one don't like to see black people co-opting it, just so they can look cool.


And black people started using it to disempower it.

Hm, how's that working out?


And since the word Nigger was used to label a fictitious, racist concept of some type of sub-human race perceived by the bigoted Whites, it can only be used as an insult. So, why are black people going around insulting each other? How is recycling this abuse-loaded word back into popular language, supposed to help heal the abuse?

I see, in the future, black culture adopting more and more remnants of slavery as a means to disempower it.

I see a new belt accesory, the lime green suede slavemaster's whip (also available in plum).

I see gold-plated, platinum-inlaid slave collars, complete with iPod.

Perhaps, even, the return of shucking and/or jiving.



If you ask ME, the best way to let the past go,

is to let the past GO.



Or, you know, keep dragging it around with you. Whichever.





R

Thursday, November 30, 2006

Quote of the Day

"The more complex the philosophy,

the greater the Lie it conceals"




R

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Pray in one hand, shit in the other..a-HA, but I prayed for a handful of SHIT!

CHRISTIANS!!!

I have a complaint.


See, there is Cosmic Will,
A sort of Unified, Magnetic Field of Consciousness
that flows through and around all things.
(You know, the Force.)

Well, this Force IS the Universal Intelligence.
Or, as you people like to call it, "God".


Now, I understand that you Christians don't really TRUST this God.
Which is why you are CONSTANTLY trying to influence It.
This Perfect, Unified Flow which manifests an agenda of PERFECTION,
in every space it flows.

It's not good enough for you.
You won't just LET GOD HAPPEN.

Instead, YOU decide that what GOD wants for ALL
is just not good enough for YOU.

So, you PRAY.

PRAY.

You gather in groups, link up energies,
and try to BEND THE WILL OF THE UNIVERSE TO YOUR OWN DESIGNS.

And then the world is full of chaos, and you wonder WHY.

Hmm.

You pray for a resolution of conflicts worldwide.
Now, how are these social imbalances going to find their own resolution,
when you bend the Will of the All to KEEP people from fighting?
Sometimes, fighting is the only way for two groups to truly engage each other.
You need not understand it (though I bet you DO understand, all too well).
You need only to ACCEPT that THEY are doing what is BEST for THEM.
And FORGIVE them.
NOT for what they are doing (which requires NO forgiveness from ANYone),
but FROM YOUR OWN SHALLOW NEEDS.
Forgive them of the burden of evolving in a form that YOU will understand,
and rather, FREE them to continue working out their own business their own way.


Or, you pray for a certain political candidate to win election.
Hmm. So, democracy is just TOO FAIR for you?
You need to use prayer,
to sway the will of the People,
towards the WANTS of your team.

Hmm.

You Christians, who would outwardly condemn
ANY attempt by ANY group
to use their power of influence
to get THEIR needs met OVER the needs of others,

You who claim to care SO MUCH for EVERYONE,
have a philosophy based in the use of TELEPATHIC TERRORISM.


If you TRULY ACCEPT the PERFECTION of the OVERSOUL,
this infinite web of loving awareness,
that ever-so-gently guides the motion
of dust and democracies,
a floating eyelash or a bloated empire,
and all in the middle,
if you TRULY ACCEPT THAT YOUR GOD IS PERFECTION,

then put your manna where your mouth is,

AND STOP PRAYING.


(I mean it, cut it out, I can HEAR it late at night)



R