IF...

Do you know what image you portray? Do people stare at you when you walk into a room? And how long do they stare? When people are introduced to you, do they look you up and down nervously or do they have pleasant smiles on their faces? All of the answers to these questions can provide cues as to whether your general image is usually in the winner's circle or the loser's circle. I ALWAYS MAKE SURE THAT WHEN I MEET SOMEONE, IT'S IMPORTANT FOR ME THAT THEY MEET THE 'REAL ME' AND NOT MY REPRESENTATIVE. I wonder why would people say ‘IMAGE IS EVERYTHING’ when there are persons out there that don’t give a FUCK about how they are perceived. Not that I feel that how one conducts him or herself is dependent on what they do in the public eye, but there should @ least be some sort of decency involved. I find it very interesting how we as human beings take others into our self-esteem as if they behavior (or lack thereof) is tied to them. I feel that we all want to display a good image. Some of us change outfits, we get our hair cut, we pamper and primp ourselves, we shop, we dry clean, we press and we steam. However, this doesn’t necessarily make better image. Why is that? My theory is that we don't seek to enrich our lives with the things that foster a positive healthy image. Coupled with the fact that most of us don’t share energies with persons that can enhance our lives, makes me wonder if image really matters…So ask yourself this, does the image you project have more to do with emulating someone else than it does with saying something about who you are? Moreover, do you even know what you want to project? Because if you don't know the answer to these questions how are you going to take yourself to the next level? When you stand in front of a mirror and you genuinely like what you see staring back at you, you can be 100% sure that you do indeed know how important it is to have an well balanced image. This comes from the inside, don’t let anyone define you or categorize you. Damn what anybody else thinks!

SACRED SENTINELS...ASSEMBLING Y'R LIGHT TEAM

Each of us, whether we realize it or not, moves through life in the company of beings whose task is to watch over us. These ancestors, spirit guides, angels, guardians, and ascended masters designated to serve as protectors and guides take pleasure in their roles yet cannot assist us without first being asked. Since the origins of our sacred sentinels differ, we may choose whom we call upon for help based on the situation at hand. However, in certain circumstances, particularly those in which time is of the essence or there is the potential for harm, we may feel the need to surround ourselves with our entire complement of benevolent, watchful guardians at a moment's notice. To do so, a great shortcutis to create and assemble a light team-a group of spirit helpers who will come to our aid when we utter a simple word or phrase. The creation of a light team begins with the dedication of the words that willserve as a shortcut in your time of distress, signaling to your sentinels that you are requesting their support. Meditation, at an altar or otherwise, can help you attract their attention, affording you an opportunity to articulate your desire that they work in tandem in certain instances. Creating a short ceremonyin which you surround yourself with objects you associate with the helpers youwish to assign to your light team can ensure that those beings are in attendance as you designate your shortcut. Creating this shortcut is simply a tool. Youcan employ "light team" as your rallying cry or any other words you feel comfortable using. The numerous guides and guardians that see to your welfare will accept your choice gladly and respond instantaneously when called. Your light team will be there to assist you in those dangerous, chaotic, or confounding moments when you don't have the time, energy, or opportunity to center yourself and meditate on individual sentinels. You can also call upon them when seeking guidance that originates from a variety of perspectives. Whether the support they provide comes in the form of guidance or wisdom, their combined presence will give you a sense of security that strengthens you and reminds you that you are never alone.

PULL & BLOW...THE SWEET NECTAR OF THE GODS

God’s Gift

A dick,
An organ surrounded by sensitive skin

That's smooth and sometimes hairless.
Testicles on either side;
The taste, the smell, the feel…
Oh GOD what a perfect specimen,
Makes a MAN salivate,
As it uncoils when release from his underwear.

Some men fret about the size;

They give it lots of thought.

Is seven inches long enough?

It makes them quite distraught.

They peek across in urinals,

To compare and try to see

But if another glances back at them

There's no way that they are there to pee!

For they know they have the gift;
The gift that lights the torches of their soul,
Ascending them to a splendid cum-filled bliss of eternity!
The gift that must always be serviced and worshipped...
Licked, sucked, massage & swallowed!
This wild untamed beast,
Has a mind of its own,
So handle with love ad care.

I think the thing that's marvellous;

About that one eyed brute

Is that when its trying to procreate,

It knows which fluid to shoot.
Mothers have the babies,
But without the gift,
They won’t be able to procreate.
I know you ladies have to agree with me.

Lesbians will try their best;

But must admit defeat.

I'm sure you'll all agree,
They can’t harness the power of such an organ.
I smile at their envy,
As they cry and whimper…
I will pull, yank and tug on my gift,
Enjoying the pleasure of self love…

If masturbating is a sin;
Leave me and I will sin forever!
Cuz it really can relieve.
So watch me shoot my pure white fluid
Out of the one eyed brute.
Oh, watch me enjoy the sweet nectar of the GODS;
As dispel that old wives' tales!
Hmm…The joy of the gift…

But to tell the truth,
I try to limit my life;
Say I wouldn’t give in to envy but I do.
What can I say?
I am a mysterious mortal…
As I feel the veins of my gift pulsate,
I know what that means,
A woman jus’ won’t do!

Funny,
I should want to be delivered from temptation,
But I know somehow it would keep in touch with me,
Manifesting it through me!
Damn this journey from childhood to homosexuality!
If I could be fucked by my gift,
I wouldn’t give a FCUK ‘bout niggas!
Damn this curse…

Nonetheless I am enjoying my gift,
Havin' sex in a country …
That possesses the most assholes per capita!
I am powerless,
I have penis envy,
And always it will remain with me;
Until I am old and frail. I love God’s gift.

What Kind of Penis Do You Have?

The Excedrin Penis: Its tthhhhiiiiiiissss big.

The Snickers Penis: It satisfies you.

The Magnavox Penis: Smart. Very Smart.

The American Express Penis: Don’t leave home without it.

The Tootsie Roll Pop Penis: How many licks DOES it take...?

The M&M Penis: It melts in your mouth, not in your hand.

The Lucky Charms Penis: It's magically delicious.

The Energizer Penis: It keeps going and going and going.

The Campbell's Soup Penis: Mmm, Mmm good.

The Kix Penis: Kid tested, mother approved.

The Tombstone Penis: What would you like on your penis?

The Ragu Penis: Comes out chunkier than the rest.

The Cobain Penis: It blows itself away.

The All State Penis: You’re in good hands.

The Barqs Penis: The one with bite.

The Beef Penis: It’s what’s for dinner.

The Bud Lite Penis: Great taste, less filling.

The Twizzler Penis: It makes mouths happy.

The Starburst Penis: The juice is loose.

The Timex Penis: Takes a lickin and keeps on tickin.

The Wendy’s Penis: Where’s the beef?

The Lays Penis: Betcha can’t eat just one.

The Bounty Penis: The quicker picker-upper.

The Rice Krispies Penis: What does your penis say to you?

The Extra Penis: Lasts an extra, extra, extra long time.

The Charmin Penis: Don’t squeeze the penis

The Virginia Slims Penis: You’ve come a long way, baby.

The Secret Penis: Strong enough for a man, ph balanced for MAN.

The Maxwell House Penis: Good to the last drop.

The Payday Penis: It’s almost totally nuts

The Yellow Pages Penis: Let your fingers do the walkin.

The Reeses Penis: How do you eat your penis?

The Sustecal Penis: More protein, less fat

The Milk Penis: It does a body good

The Taco Bell Penis: It runs for the border.

The Cinnamon Toast Crunch Penis: It's the adult thing to do?

The AOL Penis: It’s so easy to use, no wonder it’s #1?

The Pontiac Penis: Built for kicks, built for Keeps

The Psychic Penis: It knows you are coming before you do.

ALLOWING OTHERS TO WALK THEIR PATH

Watching a loved one or a peer traverse a path littered with stumbling blockscan be immensely painful. We instinctively want to guide them toward a safer track and share with them the wisdom we have acquired through experience. Yet all human beings have the right to carve their own paths without being unduly influenced by outside interference. To deny them that right is to deny them enlightenment, as true insight cannot be conveyed in lectures. Rather, each individual must earn independence and illumination by making decisions and reflecting upon the consequences of each choice. In allowing others to walk their paths freely, you honor their right to express their humanity in whatever way they see fit. Though you may not agree with or identify with their choices, understand that each person must learn in their own way and at their own pace. The events and circumstances that shape our lives are unique because each of us is unique. What touches one person deeply may do nothing more than irritate or confound another. Therefore, each of us is drawn to different paths-the paths that will have the most profound effects on our personal evolution. If you feel compelled to intervene when watching another human being make their way slowlyand painfully down a difficult path, try to empathize with their need to grow autonomous and make their own way in the world. Should this person ask for your aid, give it freely. You can even tell them about your path or offer advice in a conscious loving way. Otherwise, give them the space they need to make their ownmistakes, to enjoy the fruits of their labors, to revel in their triumphs, and to discover their own truths. The temptation to direct the paths of others is a creature of many origins. Overactive egos can convince us that ours is the one true path or awaken a craving for control within us. But each person is entitled to seek out their path leading from the darkness into the light. When we celebrate those paths and encourage the people navigating them, we not only enjoy the privilege of watching others grow-we also reinforce our dedication to diversity, independence, and individuality.

DEDICATED TO THE 'BOY WONDER'

I AM AN ASS MAN!

Anal sex, so vastly complex and compelling, an unavoidable part of being a human animal, yet shrouded in mystery. Anal sex is interplay of desire and denial, fantasy and reality with a complex physical and biological template tangled with an equally complicated cultural overlay. It is powerful and promising, chaotic and conflicted, ecstatic and blissful or frustrating and disappointing, emotional, energetic, overwhelming, pervasive, ubiquitous, hidden, and potentially deeply connecting of us to ourselves and to others. The most common type of anal sex is performed between men that are considered homosexuals. The act of homosexuality has for more than a century been the problem that occupied the minds of numerous scientists. Yet, there has not appeared a theory that would provide a comprehensive explanation of this phenomenon. They say we have the formula all wrong…I know it’s confusing to understand because ONE PENIS; PLUS ONE PENIS EQUALS? And it’s well known fact that society thinks that the ASS is an exit not an ENTRANCE. So for a MAN like myself who isn’t into ‘VANILLA SEX’ I KNOW THAT FOR A FACT THAT PUSSY AIN'T ALL THE RAGE! I AM WELL AWARE THAT GOD MUST HAVE INTEND 4 MEN 2 B FUCKED ANALLY BY OTHER MEN BECAUSE THERE WOULDN'T BE A TREMENDOUS CAPACITY FOR ANAL ORGASMS! Men have an "A SPOT" and to find this treasure; it involves stimulating the prostate gland via the rectum. I can see me going deep sea diving; me wanting him to ride me lowering his TICK over my TOCK and let work that ASS into the night! Seduction dangles from the tips of my fingers, exploring and probing...Sloppy kisses and wet blows. Hands pressed against a wall (DAMN I'M HARD!) I will FUCK an ASS ANYWAY and EVERYWHERE. Your feet going back to your ears (MY FAVOURITE POSITION) keep you like this for a few years…Being inside of an ASS is what I love the most…Such warmth of moisture surrounding the pulsations of my dick… I yearn for the thought of it on my D!CK, seeing your body arch upwards at the softness tongue licking every inch of it. I love the way eating an ASS makes a body heat up with desire and the way it fills the room the sound of pleasure. I love an ASS that allows me to indulge my fantasy, an ASS that longs to be FUCKED in every position it can handle. I want to see the sexual lust as I toss that ASS from side to side, telling me how everything feels good as it shivers out of control. So please let me watch you ride me from on top…Look in your eyes…as you feel me on top of you just watching the lust in your eyes as you feel the veins of my dick milking your ASS coating my dark shaft. Damn let me work that ASS from behind watching my pole slap hard and deeply into it…as it smack hard against my penis, make me want to stroke myself even more…because I AM AN ASS MAN!

GAY-IT-FORWARD

I have come to the conclusion that we HOMOSEXUALS ARE THE WORLD’S REBIRTH and we carry with us the sense of hope and renewal! We are the first sliver of dawn that paints the horizon, gradually spreading our colour…Illuminating the world! So think about it, there’s such a strong archetype for a MAN that is gay…It's that hidden self, that secret self, that part of his being that isn’t defined by secrets or sexuality…But by his heart! We soothe the spirit of turmoil, purging the crippleness of self-hatred releasing the very human need to classify and label. WE HOMOSEXUALS KNOW THAT THE ONLY WAY FOR OUR TRUE PURPOSE TO ACTUALIZED IS TO DIVE DEEP INTO OURSELVES…CONNECT WITH THE MAIN PURPOSE OF LIFE! As a black same gender loving man, I am oppressed. As a GAY man, I have been shunned, abused and rendered invisible for being same sex prone. From the cradle I was made to understand from society at large and too frequently from my own family that the man I am is wrong and unacceptable. This gesture rendered labels like “sissy” and “ fagot”…The relentless denial of my humanity! Specifically, my manhood; SISSY = SUB-HUMAN, LESS THAN A MAN. According to the belief of society I have retreated from large portions of my man-selves, hence I am the denial of masculinity. I AM THE MESSENGER NOT THE MESSAGE AND I EXIST TO LET IT BE KNOW THAT I WON’T INTERNALIZED THIS SURPASSINGLY CHRISTIAN VIEW! I won’t internalize this culture’s homophobia and ignorance that tries to make me believe that I am so in-valid as a man, THIS FUCKING BRAND OF ‘HOMOPHOBIA’ IS NOT RIGHT! I am the honorable image of manhood! The strong Black man, the defiant man’s, man. I am the root, stability and resilience of the whole man. I enjoy more balance, having incarnated as male, I embrace and celebrate my man self. I live a life of torture that has made me the paragons of balance. I place value on myself, even though I am classified as the epitome of God’s abomination. I DON’T TAKE THAT NOTION INTO MY SOUL, my uniqueness as same gender loving man has made me the EPITOME OF GOD! I am human and that in itself is a gift and a curse which forces MANY of us take LIFE for granted. I know I came to this earth to live and die, I know I want to cherish my happiest moments and learn from the worst memories. I know that I want to be carefree; I want to learn and earn my right to live. I know I will be forever GAY in this life; while many believe that this is a SIN I believe that the sin is in the demeaning of MY HUMANITY! Humans do not know who I am; and therefore they do not know what I am. Am I just a simple man that happens to be different? I remember when I was once ‘human’…I lived, I hated, I loved, but NOT truly because I didn’t live until I turned twenty one. Before that awakening, I fell asleep and I faced a question, a question that I thought was only a dream. Do you want to help this world? Being a selfish young child, I thought that if I said yes, then I would be rewarded with a wonderful gift. So I said yes and I was given gift of HOMOSEXUALITY. I soon learnt that I would stay in this dream state until my former body died. My soul was ripped from my body. It was now taken over by another soul. One who was like me for a time, one whose job I would soon take over. Some call me an ANGEL, some call me a DEMON, say what you want I know that I came here to keep this world living and breathing. I A GAY MAN CHOSE TO PROTECT THIS WORLD FROM BEING EATEN BY ITSELF! I DO ALL OF THIS FOR SAKE OF HUMANITY, I MUST NEVER STOP! AFTER ALL THE ENTIRE WORLD HAS TO GAY FORWARD…

9/11...I REMEMBER

Questions Of Life

How many steps will it take to walk a mile?

How many seconds will it take to wait a while?

How many battles do we need for us to win?

How many Gods do we need to forgive our sins?

How many times must a man betray his faith?

How many times can a man control his hate?

When do we say that justice isn't fair?

How can we endure the burden that we bear?

Where is the youth who will dare?

Where can we find the people who really care?

Where can we find the road to success?

Is it in the north, south, east, or west?

Where can I find true love?

That God had gave from above?

How many struggles do we need to make it through?

When do we say that a statement is false or true?

How can I forgive others?

When they killed my peers?

Can you give help to those people in need?

After they have dropped you and you bleed?

Who are the people you can trust?

In this world, to fight is a must.

The world will continue to evolve,

Until those questions have been solved.

JUST WANTED TO PUT THOSE OUT THERE ON A DAY THAT WORLD STOOD STILL...

DEDICATED TO LIVES LOST ON 9/11