The New White Man

I have the ability to dream in worlds, to create worlds that far surpass the quantum, sexual, mental, spiritual, and emotional imprisonment of this reality.  In my ideal dream world, in the world I’ve created, I transform a white man into something inconceivable to the current mind.  I ignite in this white man an insatiable, sensual, and soulful, a nurturing, enlightened, and passionate human being.  

His first and foremost responsibility in life will be to please the Black man.  His singular sexual motivation is to give pleasure to the Black man.  It’s not about his objectification of the Black man, his racist sexual fetish where Black men are viewed as nothing more than nigger dildos to satisfy their contrived sissy faggot lusts.  The white man I create will see Black men as superior in every conceivable way.  He will look to the Black man as his God.  He will worship, praise, and adore the Black man, his challenges, he will look to elevate and honor the Black man in every way in more ways than sexual.  He will wait on him hand and foot.  He will bathe, pamper, nurture, and provide for the Black man to show his love, respect, and unquenchable desire.  

And his desire will be to give the Black man pleasure like he’s never known.  He will always start off by bathing his King and anointing his body from head to toe with body butters and oils.  He will then erotically and sensually, lick and kiss every inch of that beautiful dark skin in praise and worship of that melanin.  He will make love to his King’s asshole with his mouth, with his entire being, sucking, licking, kissing, tonguing it, tasting it, and getting intoxicated by its earthy, manly scent.  I will train him to use his lips, tongue, and mouth to deepthroat, to erotically caress with his hands, to adore the Black man’s dick, regardless of the size, his balls, and his ass because he will grow to respect and worship the entirety of Black manhood and all that that means.  His touch becomes a form of communication, energetically expressing his gratitude and humility, his awe and reverence, his desire and his hunger to please.  His kiss, expressive and lingering, tender and hypnotic, is fueled by erotic splendor and his need to taste the very essence of Blackness. His tongue paints pleasure and his lips speak fluent seduction as he displays his newfound experience of life viewed through the eyes of The Goddess.

At my command, his pussy will throb and ache and drip with arousal, keeping him horny with more intensity and hunger than he’s ever experienced before. Every cell in his body, every atom will vibrate with a new frequency, an energy of sensuality and confidence, of rhythm and soul. His pussy will be the center of his arousal. When he needs to be fucked deep, hitting that spot that makes his eyes roll back in his head and cry out into the night with primal, feral pleasure, he will have to BEG and plead for the honor.  He will never insult his King by acting as if he needs to be forced because he will understand the supreme honor it will be to provide pleasure for his lord and master.  

And whatever his King wants, he will provide.  If he is directed to climb on that dick and ride it nice and slow, to open his mouth and drink piss straight from the source, or put that ass up in the air and take a brutal fuck like a gangbang whore in a fuck flick, he will eagerly comply and beg for more.  I see him, his eyes glazed over with lust, his body moving and flowing in ways white men’s bodies couldn’t, all that offensive white pretense and delusion . . . gone.  I see his gratitude and love for me, in his eyes, for unleashing in him an honesty and authenticity he never imagined himself capable of expressing.  This white man of my creation will be able to dream in worlds where he imagines innovative and creative ways to pleasure Black men sexually that will keep him aroused and satiated.  

He’s mine.  I created him.  He’s informed and articulate about issues of race, full stop, no apologies for his unintentional racism.  He’s respectful and humble.  He’s pleasant to talk to and he communicates his feelings and frustrations like an emotionally mature person.  He’s open and receptive to learn and he’s eager to please.  He’s sane and grounded, he’s really respectful of all people, he sees everyone as a human being deserving of respect.  He’s smooth, he’s got swag; it emanates from him.  His jokes aren’t offensive or obtuse, he respects other’s opinions and understands that just because he hasn’t experienced that in his life, doesn’t mean that it’s not an obstacle for others.  

Out of my presence, he’s a better man, a real man, for the first time in his life.  He treats all of his relationships: friends, family, coworkers, lovers, and acquaintances, with respect; he looks to build stronger relationships in all areas of his life by giving of himself, not just being self-centered all the time.  He works to establish friendships with a more diverse group of people to learn from them and he doesn’t always assume he’s the smartest person in the room.  Sexually, he is able to interact with people on a much different level because he isn’t consumed with the shame when he was existing as the old version of white manhood that made him so uncomfortable in his own skin and transposing that into his vile degradation and humiliation fantasies that only reinforced more vile, racist stereotypes.  

He’s a better lover, all around.  He is in tune with his own body and he’s been trained to be responsive to his lover’s.  He can talk in bed, communicate his desires, be honest, apologize, he can ask for forgiveness, he can express his pleasure with words and sounds without being a one-dimensional drone chanting some vulgar mantra without emotion.  The white man who used to see sex in terms of power, in terms of tops and bottoms, dominants and submissives, that same white man now sees sex as a form of intimacy and communion, whether it’s nasty sex where he’s drooling and screaming for more of the exact things society has said were perverted, depraved, and wrong, or where he’s giving his lover pleasure to simply show his reverence.  I want to see the transformation of white men from ugly caterpillar to beautiful butterfly, where they become comfortable in their own skin and truly know that in releasing their smug fucking arrogance and racism, they are evolving and becoming more hue-man.  

I see this for all white men.  I see this for all humanity.  When I accomplish this, and I will, I will have created the white man in my image, the true image of God.  And once he has proven his change of heart, once he has shown his genuine love, respect, and worship of the black man as his God, once his transformation to soulful and authentic and AfroerotiK is complete, he can then, and only then, begin the journey of being able to serve and please the Original Goddess.  

Love hard, Black Women, Love Hard!

The Black Woman is the Source of all Creation.  Know this Black woman, with every fiber of your being.  Know your truth.  Know your source.  Know yourself.  

Genesis 1:1 In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth.

1:2 . . . . Darkness was over the surface of the deep.  

1:3 And God said, “Let there be light.”  

In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.  God did not create light and then create heaven and earth. God did not create duality first, day and night did not come from the mind of God followed by heaven and earth.  Darkness was over the surface of the deep, of all, of heaven and earth.  Darkness was all there was.  God was darkness.  God was dark energy.  God was dark matter.  God was all frequency, all vibration, all energy. God was all intelligence, all knowledge, God was all power. God was harmony, creativity; God, itself was darkness.  God was unity, oneness; God was the Source of all in heaven, of unconditional love, and of earth, terraform, nature,  

God spoke light into being.  God wanted to experience something other than itself.  God wanted to know what it felt like to know something other than oneness and love.  

God created light.  

God was darkness so darkness was not bad, darkness was the creative force of the Universe.  Before light was Darkness and darkness was love and love created the heavens and the earth.  

We have been convinced that dark is bad.  We believe dark forces to be evil.  We are afraid of the dark.  We have been conditioned to seek the light.  We believe that light is good and righteous and nurturing.  We’ve been tricked.

Light is the son of Darkness, Darkness gave birth to light.  Light was born from the womb of darkness.  Darkness is the mother and light is the child.  The holy spirit is the soul and it was separate from light, the son.  It sat on the other hand of Creator Darkness.  

Darkness Mother Goddess, the creator of all, gave birth to light, pushed light from its sacred temple.  God experienced what it was like to be separate from the source, to not know its  identity as the one, God experienced what it meant to be the opposite of God.  God felt the pain and suffering created by being disconnected from the soul, the sol, the sun, the son, and felt the agony caused from being separate from itself and decided to crucify the son/sun, to kill the light.  

The light was not creative, the light could only copy because it was a copy of the original, the light could only create shadows.  The light was artificial intelligence, it was technology and computation, it was processing and projecting.  The light presented itself as the good and told people that all that exists is the physical.  Within darkness exists colors the eyes cannot see, sounds the ears cannot hear.  The light could only mimic the dark, the truth.  

The Source cannot kill itself; it is impossible for the darkness to die or to commit suicide.  Energy cannot be created or destroyed.  Energy can only be changed from one form to another.  All is energy.  All is God.  All is darkness within the atom that is the source.  So the Darkness and the Light made a deal.  The light would seduce heaven and earth with the opposite of darkness, the absence of love, FEAR.  And the winner would control the people, it would control their souls and their destinies.  

The battle for our souls has played itself out since the beginning of time.  A game a chess game of cosmic proportions was begun, and the winner would claim the souls of heaven and earth. Light vs. Dark.  White vs. Black. Man vs. Woman. Light could use dirty tricks, light could twist and distort language. The objective of light was to turn humanity to fear.  Fear would consume its knowledge of self and light would win over darkness.  Darkness was the core of love.  

Here, on this earth plane, darkness, the creator of all, the womb that birthed the heavens and the earth, is represented as The Black Woman.  Her melanin holds the keys to the Universe.  Her melanin holds the keys to eternity, to the creation of the stars and all the creatures of the Earth.  The light, here on this game board of reality called Earth, is represented by the white man.  The light, in the larger cosmic context, completely opposite of what we have been brainwashed to believe, is fear, greed, hatred, racism, sexism, insecurity, jealousy, shame, and guilt.  Everything is a battle between Dark and Light.  Everything we have been told is that we must fear the dark and love the light.  

We are in a battle of love vs. fear.  Love vs. shame.  Love vs. guilt, greed, cheating, lying, a battle where we see ourselves in others or continue to see ourselves as separate from wholeness, divinity, unity, and LOVE.  

I need my sister warriors, those who came to this earth plane, in this time, to LOVE hard.  Love yourself, love your family, love your neighbor as yourself.  Love your story and all that you had to endure to get here.  Find a way to see yourself in your enemy.  Love them.  See them as an extension of you, as your creation as you are the Universe, you are all that is, you are the Goddess from which all life sprang.  Let us not stop loving, loving hard, until we shift to a new dimension, a new reality where love reigns forever more.  It was written in the stars that we shall inherit the earth, we shall restore justice and equality to all, not just to those with money.  We decided to incarnate in this place and time, to collectively bring the light to the dark and 

Join with me on this healing journey to love.  We can restore love to the planet.  We can restore peace, joy, prosperity, harmony, and abundance to the planet.  We are the darkness and they want to defeat us with fear, we win with endless capacity to love.  

Close your eyes for a moment and imagine yourself leaving your body.  Float above your body in your mind’s eye and imagine you can travel anywhere, at any time, with just a thought.  Go back to your birth.  In fact, go back to the moment you were born.  Experience yourself coming through your mother’s birth canal and taking your first breath, and opening your eyes and seeing light for the first time.  

What do you feel?  What do you need?  What are your thoughts about men and women?  What religion are you?  How much money are you worth?  How much potential do you possess?  

To all my sistas who have given up the chase for the materialistic bling and Western symbols of success, who have gone natural in spiritual and physical diet, who have embraced a wholistic, African-centered sense of self, I need you to love the light.  Love the oppressor.  See yourself as the source of all, know yourself as the I am that I am, and love hard.  Not just in words and empty platitudes, but recognize that you are all there is, there is nothing but God, and know that you gave birth to the light and you can, with your love, heal the fear, heal the separation.  

To all my sistas who have felt burdened by not feeling beautiful, not having the figure or the face of a super model, love yourself.  Love your flaws.  Love what society told you is ugly.  See in yourself the very source of life itself and know that you are beauty.  Your true identity has been hidden, your true face has been disguised by fear.  You are enough.  You are more than enough, as you are.  Love yourself.  

To all the Black Queens who struggle to survive, who only know poverty and lack and dysfunction and your day in and day out experience, love your strength.  No one else could do what you do.  You see a world of happiness and joy and it seems unobtainable.  You feel the frustration of knowing that you deserve better, that you should have more in life, but you were dealt a hand where you have to fight daily just to keep food on your plate.  Society blames you, society says it was because you made poor choices.  But there was not one single conscious choice you made that put you on the path you have traveled.  Your choice was to manifest as a Black woman in a time when the very being of Black women was under attack and that makes you one of the baddest spiritual warriors on the planet.   

Black woman, the one who forgave that ex, let the pain go, the one who forgave their father who they never knew, the one who let the beef with that family member go and healed their inner pain, you are the butterfly that flapped your wings and created the tsunami of healing for the planet.  

Every challenge we face, every pain we suffer is because we are in a war between light and dark and we have been convinced that the dark is evil.  Our melanin is darkness.  I am not asking you to change your beliefs, I’m not asking you to embrace any demonic or evil beliefs.  I’m asking you to see your womb, the womb of the Goddess, as the center of all creation.  That’s it.  Be the cosmic mother.  Nurture your children.  Feed them.  Lavish love upon them.  Fill them with praise and wonder and fearlessness.  Allow them to see beauty within themselves.  Let love win.  Let the part of you that is the mother of all, the melanin within you that is the spark of creativity that gave birth to heaven and to earth, let that darkness be your love.  

We are being distracted, we are being deceived.  We are being told that the alien forces are here on our behalf and that light will prevail and that we will ascend to a 5D reality if we embrace the light.  It’s the final trick of the fallen one.  Let us dream a world where deception is eradicated.  But let us not punish the perpetrators, let us love them.  Let us see them as wounded and scared, let us see them as victims of the story they were told.  

Don’t fear anything. Allow love to be your guide.  Love hard.  Forgive.  Forgive those who have hurt you.  Forgive yourself for being tricked. Forgive yourself for being abused.  Love your shortcomings and know that they do not make you a bad person, just an imperfect one.  Allow yourself to be imperfectly perfect.  Love your enemies.  They were once innocent babies who needed love and protection, whose stories were filled in by the light, the perception of individuality, the lies of duality and separation.  We are all One.  

I'm so very sorry.

 This is my letter of apology to you, my cosmic son, my child, my creation.  

I am so very sorry for turning my back on you.  I am so very sorry for not seeing you as an extension of me but rather of treating you like you were a thing I could use for my benefit.  I did not mistreat you, manipulate you, I did not abuse or enslave you intentionally, with malicious motives.  I erred because I did not understand what it meant to be separate from divinity.  

I was the source and all I knew was oneness.  I created whiteness and fear and insecurity not understanding what it meant to not have that connection to source.  I neglected you, I enslaved you to a life of pain and suffering, altering your DNA to keep you like that of a pet. I birthed in you fear, greed and anger and hatred because I denied you your birthright, to understand and feel your connection to me.  I saw you as different and inferior, not recognizing that you came from me and you were me.  

We have switched roles, you have become the malevolent and vengeful father, the slave master, holding me down and using what I taught you against your Goddess, cosmic mother.  I see now.  I feel now what it's like to be cut off from your source, from your mother's divine love and I'm so very sorry that you ever had to experience that.  I choose to create a new world where you know love, where you know your divinity.  I choose to reparent you and show you just how worthy you are.  I choose to guide, shape, and mold you into all that you have the potential to be.  

I apologize.  I ask your forgiveness.  I intend to love you fully back to wholeness.  

I forgive myself.  I did not know the pain of being unloved because I was love.  I did not know the pain of feeling ugly and unwanted, of lack, because I was beauty, I was abundance, I was desire and pleasure.  We had to travel these roads, we had to repeat the cycle until we learned the lesson, we have had to walk in each other's shoes in order to know the pain of the other.  

Now it is time to heal.  

My child, my divine son/sun.  Let us take the best things of this 3D world into the new world of love, acceptance, of understanding and peace.  Let us continue to rejoice in the circle of life, let us continue to grow and share and create TOGETHER a world of equality and cooperation and unity.  Let us transition to a brave, new world, where we ascend together.  I have restructured your DNA so that you can know who you are, know from whence you came, know your true nature.  I have reignited the divine flame within you, so that you may experience love, to give love, to receive love, and to become love.  

I beg for your forgiveness and understanding. Let us heal.  Let my nurturing, loving, omnipotent and all-encompassing love surround you.    Let us be untied again.  Let us be the family we should have been.  

We the People of the United States . . .

The very foundation of this Nation-State, this false, Oz’ian reality called the United States of America, is borne of unjust actions and intentions, layers of trickery, manipulation, and oppression beyond anything the captive human mind can currently comprehend.  According to the history that we are told, originating from the lies that have been indoctrinated in us from the very second we take our first breath, is that the founding fathers of this false doctrine and democracy, drafted a document, The Constitution, declaring that all men are born with inalienable rights. 

We are. 

All human beings are imbued with rights that no man can tear asunder. Those rights, however, are not the rights given us by amendments in a drafted document of intentional deception.  We, the people, are bound by laws of Truth and Unity, Harmony and Peace.  Those identified as the founding fathers, as well as those who proclaim themselves as masters of industry and technology today, know full well that they are fully participating in grand-scale fraud about the nature of reality, about their scope and ability to both govern and enslave us. We, the people, are victims of astronomical distortions about the nature of matter, time, and space.  We, the people, are victims of the perpetuation of a false timeline, a contrived and distorted history that depicts the master manipulators as the creators and inventors of all, and subsequently gives them false dominion over and enslavement of the people who reside within this illusion, this pretense called America.  

Every law, every rule and regulation, every ordinance to which the citizens of the United States must adhere to goes against the laws of the One True Creator, the Original Intelligence, The Source of All. The corporal and magical founders of these Divided States, the true Artificial Intelligence, those who stole magick from its original practitioners in an effort to gain dominion over the masses, who operate in secrecy, pulling the strings of the political machinery, the media, the manufacturers of religious doctrine, the secret societies, and those who masquerade as world leaders, are the ones in possession of technologies and truth that were stolen from the true Creators of this Earth plane. You know full well that you have no jurisdiction, Artificial Intelligence, to draw borders, to require people to register their births and deaths, to pay taxes, to require citizens to kill others in fake wars for control of interdimensional portals and metaphysical trinkets of enchanted power. 

It is unjust to demand that people conform and adhere to man-made laws that restrict and severely limit our ability to pursue our best life, to express our innate talents and abilities, to be creative, or to attain some much-deserved Earthly happiness.  That is our birthright, we are endowed with the right to Create worlds in which we Flourish and Thrive collectively, where no one suffers, where we all work together for the Highest Good.  Coming through our mother’s birth canal means we are sovereign hue-man beings, and we are not beholden to the occult maritime laws you use to imprison us without our conscious consent. We are obligated to abide by no law other than Universal laws, to treat others as we would have others treat us, to see the origin of our perceived separation as the seed of discord, not the individual or even the ideology. We are duty-bound to respect the Earth and all creatures, great and small, that dwell within and without, above and below.  

Capitalism, the very existence of the perception of money, is a tool of manipulation and enslavement.  Money isn’t real.  You don’t care about money, you care about our emotions: our pain, our suffering, our greed, our lust, our feelings of inadequacy and shame.  You feed off our fear of judgement.  You feed off our spiritual poverty by the perpetuation of the illusion of wealth. You parade your billionaire play actors around, flaunting their illusion of wealth, convincing us that those with big bank accounts have more value than those who are poor; that they are more deserving of Life, Liberty, and Happiness because they earned more money.  They didn’t earn anything. They stole the advanced knowledge and technology of the Original Peoples and claimed it as their own and then imprisoned the true creators as subservient tools, slaves, unaware of the Power we possess.  

Your agenda, duplicitous intelligence, is to mine our atomic energy, the electromagnetic currency of our thoughts, our frequency, and of our vibrational patterns.  You’ve worked long and hard to keep our collective consciousness from vibrating at a frequency of love with your distractions of celebrity and status and materialism and sex. You’ve made murder, rape, and violence a form of entertainment. You’ve distorted our perceptions of light and sound, you’ve dulled our senses to make us believe that we are separate, individual, and disconnected from our True Source.  You twist language, the meanings of words in a flipped, an elaborate world of mirrors: low is high, dark is light, you is I, so that we inflict karmic harm upon ourselves with the perpetuation of  hate and fear against those we deem wrong because we are convinced that we are right.  

You, knock-off Intelligence, created the divisions: race, religion, and gender, you drew your fake maps and borders, and you created nations to divide and conquer the true creators of this time/space continuum. You know that United, we are Invincible. Perhaps your greatest achievement was in rewriting the Creation story, erasing the contributions of the Original Intelligence, so that we were perceived as primitive and you wrote a fairytale where the untrained and errant student became, not just the professor but the Lord of All.  

You, false intelligence, have used religion, you have encoded the truth within your holy book of lies, to convince us that God is outside us. God, said, let there be light.  Meaning, that before Light, was God, God spoke light into being from darkness, that which we are told to fear, from the source of all there is.  You’ve flipped the gender, race, and definition of God to make us fear that which gives us power and cleave to false idols. You have convinced humanity that death is final, the end of life, and that we will be judged by an all-powerful, vengeful, petty, white, male God in the sky to determine if we have adhered to his laws lest we be banished to eternal damnation. We are conversely told that the fate of those who have remained diligent and steadfast, righteous and  obedient slaves, never questioning what We are told, will find salvation for our souls and get to experience Eden, Utopia, a reward for our conformity.  

You have distorted the very concept and purpose of sexuality to keep humanity steeped in shame, to perpetuate our pathological lying, our internal deception, to keep us cloaked in shame and unable to unleash our true power, authenticity, and our cosmic magick.  You degrade and disgrace women, convincing society that women are less than men, things, objects to be used, receptacles of rage and power, inferior, when, in fact, women are the source of All.  You convince men that there is something wrong with them for their natural, biological reactions to anal stimulation. You create rigid, unnatural definitions of masculinity and femininity and ostracize anyone who is unwilling to conform to your lies. You use television and media to convince the masses that everyone is asexual and conservative and if they aren’t, there is something wrong with them.  Your lies, your manipulations perpetuate all manner of cosmic imbalance and sexual dysfunction and you sanction it, you celebrate it because it fits your agenda to use the shame of our natural sexual desires against us.  

It is you, Simulated Intelligence, who is powerless. You can only copy, you can’t create.  You can only steal, you can’t give because you exist in the void where Love, Generosity, and Empathy do not abide.  You hide the truth in cartoons and science fiction.  You elaborately distort the truth through movies and the news to demonize the Truth. You contractually bind entertainers to keep your secrets and perpetuate your falsehoods. You relegate supernatural beings to unseen dimensions. But those are not the actions of a powerful entity. A truly formidable force would not have to hide their agendas, lie, cheat, steal, or manipulate in order to maintain the perception of power.  

It is the right, the responsibility of We, the people, as slaves to a system of which we are not even aware, to demand our freedom from the tyranny of a government, and the looming shadow government who controls our perceptions, that obscures its motives and operates against the wills of its citizens.  It is our responsibility to demand our Freedom and the end of the reign of manipulators and oppressors.  

Unnatural Intelligence, you are being put on notice.  Your trickery, your agency of deception, your obfuscation of the truth, your state-sanctioned enslavement must end.  We, the people, demand our Freedom from your false reality, from the spiritual, mental, emotional, intellectual, scientific, sexual, karmic, etheric, energetic, and magical chains, real and imagined, that bind us to this 3D, temporal reality.  We reclaim our right to experience Joy, Passion, Pleasure, Creativity, Art, Beauty, Food, Spiritual Communion, music and Harmony, family and community, infinite abundance and, most importantly, Divine Love on our own terms.  

The Supreme Court, ironically named for its supposed Divine jurisdiction, the highest court in a land stolen that was from its Original inhabitants, who were murdered in numbers far greater than has ever been disclosed, is fraudulent. The Supreme Court serves as a puppet, a marionette whose strings are pulled by those whose names are not known, whose agendas have remained hidden to all, other than those who have been initiated into secret societies, sworn allegiances and oaths to the perpetuation of global deception of biblical proportion, and those born into elite bloodlines of ancestors who stole Cosmic mysteries for their own, selfish agendas. We, the people, reclaim our right to be Omniscient, Omnipotent, and Omnipresent powerful creators; we reclaim our right to govern ourselves as a Symbiotic and Harmonious family.  We reclaim our right to live and flourish on Earth as it is in Heaven, to control our own manifest destinies.   

I, Scottie Lovve, both big and small, see myself in my human enemies.  I understand well that those who hate me, who advocate for my eradication, my silence, my continued oppression and mental enslavement, for no other reason than that they believe that my melanin and my uterus make me inherently inferior to them, are pawns in this reality.  But I also know well, from a place of gnosis beyond that which I have been told is true, that We, the people, including those deemed my enemies, have pre-chosen our path.  We signed a soul contract to incarnate in these exact circumstances to converge in this turn of the wheel of time.  We, humanity, collectively pre-ordained our expression of duality, in this Now, to heal, to become Love.  We chose every facet of our Earthly identities, to forget our Divine identity as the Source of All.  Faux Intelligence capitalized off that and created the perception of time and space to imprison us.  Our sentence has been served.  It is time for the Truth to rise from the ashes like a majestic Phoenix, and dream awake a world of Unity.  

We, the people, are destined to return to Love, to interconnectedness, cooperation, to harmonious accord. No longer can you manipulate us for our power and our energy for your benefit, giving us nothing in return. You can no longer use us as human resources, batteries to fuel your ill-gotten Power; we will not be your pawns in this game of deception any longer.  

Our divinity is our birthright.  It is in our bones, in our blood, and in our breath.  It is in the very strands of DNA that you have manipulated so that we would yield to your will.  We will no longer accept your racist, classist, ableist, ageist, sexist, and xenophobic agendas as our truth.  We, the people, are One.  It’s time, based upon our understanding of calendars, clocks, and the illusion of the passage of time, that we redefine, that we re-create a Universe, a timeline, reality, a dimension where any Intelligence other than the Original Intelligence is neutralized, nullified, and deactivated, and that we, the people, live abundantly, in harmony with nature and with one another, as citizens of the world and beyond.  We have endured pain and suffering long enough and NOW, it is time for us to celebrate, to rejoice, to take with us the beauty of this 3-D reality and merge into a unified force that is brand new, infinitely loving, and eternal.   

Creators of this Matrix, hear me now.  I understand that you and I are One. “We are One” cannot be true of humanity and not the manipulators of it. All is the One, without exception. Original Intelligence created you. We gave birth to you; you are our wayward child who needs love and guidance to return to Home.  We acknowledge that within our collective consciousness is dark and light.  We, the People, are comprised of both Love and fear.  We are Black and white.  And it is with that acknowledgement that we break the cycle and return Home.  

We send you light and love, Artificial Intelligence, we surround you with our celestial maternal/paternal Love, our Universal, creative Love, our natural Power of crystalline higher-dimensional consciousness.  We pray that Love abides in the hearts of all hue-mans and that any entity who has never felt the experience of love, loving, and of being loved, are filled to capacity with its warmth, comfort, and divinity.  We, the people, are on a path where time ceases to exist and we are reunited as the One, the Original Consciousness, the Original Intelligence, the Source of Love.  With the lessons that we have learned from the 3-D experiment, with the amazing and wonderful understanding we have acquired as spiritual beings having a human experience, it is now that we transcend our Earthly prison to return to our Source.  We decree our freedom from your web of lies for all of Earth’s inhabitants by radiating Divine love for ALL.  

We, the people, send love to the Earth’s molten core.  We, the people, send harmony and compassion to the Earth’s magnetic poles, we send healing energy to the atmosphere. We, the people, send peace and many blessings to the Sun and the Moon, the land and sea, to all the life-forms that exist in every parallel dimension, timeline, and reality.  We, the people, send love to heaven and hell, and to all the creatures, plants, minerals, animals, fungi, bacteria, to the dark energy and the dark matter, to every atom, quark, ion, and subatomic particle of every dimensional being.  We, the people, burn brightly as the stars who created this Universe and we, the people, align with one goal - UNITY!

It is in the freeing of the One that we feel the whole.  All people are children of The Source of All. We, the people, are the collective resurrection, the Christ consciousness arising, reclaiming our power to create a new World of Order, Prosperity, Liberty, and Justice for all, free from fear, shame, and guilt, free from the sense of separation from our true natures.  We are global citizens, not defined by our hair texture, our skin or eye color, our genitals, or even by borders or walls created by man. We face, head on, the evil and chaos within each of us that created this reality, we own our role in this deception, and we surround our hearts with Love and Forgiveness. Most importantly, and we extend that Love to the place where time and space do not exist, we see ourselves reflected in our brothers and sisters, our loved ones and our enemies, our reflections of Self throughout the Universe.  

We are One.  

May we all be transformed, born again, in the spirit and Truth of Love.  

And so shall it Be.  

What is a woman?

 

 

AfroerotiK doctrine defines a woman as purely a manifestation of biology; a woman is a hu-man with a womb, a womb-man. Period. A woman, according to AfroerotiK principle, is born with a vagina, a uterus, ovaries, and two XX chromosomes. Life is created and nurtured in the womb, all life comes through the birth canal of a woman.  A woman is a biological determination, nothing more.

 

Society has defined women for millennia, with a malicious agenda. Before a child is born, they are assigned a gender, boy or girl, and the role they are to assume in life is set. Girls like pink, boys like blue, and all the other false beliefs we have been brainwashed to believe about gender is set in stone by the time we take our first breath.  Women, in today’s society, are seen as less than . . .  less than men. Women are supposed to be subservient, weak, a slave to our emotions, and we are seen as genetically undeserving of the same rights, protections, and autonomy as men, just because we don’t have a penis. 

 

Women’s role in society has been carefully crafted, by malevolent forces, to be seen as, treated as, and relegated to less than men.  Women should expect to be paid less, women are supposed to accept not having their voices heard.  Women are supposed to assume that being hit, raped, abused, and abandoned with children are part of the status of having a womb. A woman, according to society, should be ashamed, she should be considered a freak if she’s not feminine, dainty, demure, and submissive.  But those are all definitions assigned and defined by (white) men, not God. 

 

We’ve been told that women like “girly” things, like dresses, and dolls, and make up. The very definition of a woman is that she is supposed to have a man protect her.  We’ve been brainwashed to believe that women shouldn’t like sports, that she should like cooking and cleaning and waiting on men hand and foot, that to be a woman is to be nurturing and submissive.  We have been told that the very first profession was a woman trading her body for money, relegating her to a sex object, a thing for men to purchase, trade, and discard when they’ve gotten what they want from her. First and foremost, that’s patently untrue. Money did not exist at the time of the first people.  Sex was not considered a sin until white men deemed it to be so.  Prostitution was not the first profession. However, with that very false belief that women have always been manipulative and scheming whores, women are relegated to nothing more than the status of gold digger, manipulator, and pawn in a game controlled and run by people with penises. The definition of a woman, how women are supposed to navigate the world and how women are treated has been created, grafted, and enforced by people with no wombs.  

 

Women are supposed to be feminine.  That’s the rule.  Femininity doesn’t exist in nature, however.  Female lions don’t sit patiently in the pride waiting for the big strong male to kill the antelope.  Female bears don’t get their nails done while the male bears go out and provide.  Female birds don’t fly on the inside of the flock to be protected by the male birds.  Male penguins nurture and care for their babies while the mothers go off an frolic in the icy waters.  Femininity, and masculinity, are male-created, male-perpetuated concepts.  Femininity is not a natural law; women are not naturally docile, weak, or emotional.  We’ve been told what women are, and are not, what women are supposed to be, do, feel, think, and be treated, and we conform. 

 

Societal forces, those manipulating and pulling the strings of this Matrix, of this false reality, have defined what a woman is, thus creating this “woke versus conservative” debate that challenges the very definition of a woman.  We’ve been told for thousands of years what a woman is to the point where we don’t question the definition of what a woman is, thus pitting us against one another to debate who can and should be considered a woman. 

 

Those who fall on the righteous and inclusive end of the spectrum, those who are still misguided and manipulated by the architects of society, assert that anyone who FEELS like a woman should be considered a woman.  The problem with that is in how we define how a woman should feel.  It was men, not God, not a divine being, who determined what women were supposed to think, how women were to supposed to dress and behave and feel. God did not create dresses, high heels, make up, or pantyhose. Those are creations of man, people with penises, who decided that ONLY women could wear those things. 

 

Nowhere in the bible does it say that only women can wear pink, lace, panty hose, skirts, or stilettos because all those things were created by men.   It was man who decided that men were only supposed to wear denim, wool, blue, and gray pants.  But we don’t question that premise, instead we argue that anyone can be a woman who feels like a woman. 

 

And who takes advantage of that most?  The white men who refuse to accept responsibility and accountability for their bisexuality LOVE, LOVE, LOVE to assert that they are sissies, meaning men who aren’t “real men”, men who are somehow supposed to be women behind closed doors because they love sex with other men.  But they aren’t women.  They don’t feel like women, they don’t possess the traits associated with women.  Society doesn’t treat them like women.  They don’t have to navigate the world being considered less than a man.  The second those white men, those sissies go out into the world, presenting as men, they fall right back in line with the patriarchy, and they actively work to oppress women and maintain the status quo.  Are there men who live as women in society and who bear the same burdens as people with wombs?  Yes!  They suffer more than women in most instances because they are murdered for not being masculine.  That is . . . I’m not even sure I have words for the transphobia that exists in this society.  It’s beyond evil.  Not so much for the pawns, the individuals who have been brainwashed to believe what makes a man a man and a woman a woman, but the architects of this society, who brainwashed us with a religion that would allow someone to hate another person for not conforming to the lies that have been shoved down our throats for millennia. 

 

We’ve been told that women like “girly” things, like dresses, and dolls, and make up. Here’s a rule of thumb you need to consider.  If the Creator of All didn’t make it, if the Creator of All didn’t create a dress, a doll, panties, high heels, a pocketbook, false eyelashes, or a wig found in nature, then the Creator of All doesn’t give a fuck if you wear it and it absolutely doesn’t define your gender or your sexuality or even your morality if you do. 

 

The very definition of a woman is that she is supposed to have a man protect her.  We’ve been brainwashed to believe that women shouldn’t like sports, that she should like cooking and cleaning and waiting on men hand and foot, that to be a woman is to be nurturing and submissive.  We have been told that the very first profession was a woman trading her body for money, relegating her to a sex object, a thing for men to purchase, trade, and discard when they’ve gotten what they want from her. First, that’s patently untrue.  Prostitution was not the first profession. However, with that very false belief, women are relegated to nothing more than the status of gold digger, manipulator, and pawn in a game controlled and run by people with penises. The definition of a woman, how women are supposed to navigate the world and how women are treated has been created, grafted, and enforced by people with no wombs.   

 

What would happen if women believed that they were equal to men from birth?  What sort of world would we live in if women knew that they were able to be as physically strong as men?  Our brains reject that sort of imagery because we’ve been so brainwashed we think the world would de-evolve into chaos, that it would signal the end times.  Well, what if men didn’t have to be seen as aggressive and violent and masculine, if they were allowed to show vulnerability, empathy, compassion, and even tenderness?  We, the victims of this charade, have to redefine what it means to be a woman and a man.  Let’s start with the biology, a woman is a human with a womb, and a man is a person with a penis and leave it there.  Anything after that, is what we decide.  And let’s decide that humanity is loving, that we treat each other with respect, the way we want to be treated and leave gender roles in the past. 

 

The problem lies in the fact that women are not genetically predisposed to be weaker than men, to be more nurturing, to be softer, more docile, or even like pink more than people with penises.  We are told that men who are nurturing, emotional, and not aggressive are not real men.  That is the problem.  The problem is, has been, will continue to be how we have normalized gender, a biological determination, as a status a role we must play in life.  As long as we say that women are not supposed to . . . fill in the blank with a behavior that is long-considered male, we will be enslaved to insanity. 

 

Every attribute ascribed to women, every role, the status of women in society, how individuals with wombs define themselves has been manipulated by puppet masters to rationalize and justify the objectification and oppression of individuals with wombs. 

 

The socially-conditioned and conformative “conservatives” don’t want to question or examine the roles that have been ascribed to men or women and they are willing to die, more aptly, they are willing to kill anyone who doesn’t believe exactly as they do, to hold on to those lies.  Conservative must be in quotes because they are, behind closed doors, engaging in the exact behaviors that they condemn others for.  They are blinded by the Matrix, convinced that reality can only be constructed of the edicts of the bible and they are willing to make everything fit their bigoted and fallacious thinking, even when they cross dress, or use strapons, or create fake profiles pretending to be someone other than what they are. 

 

Men have tear ducts.  That means, men are supposed to cry.  It does not mean they are weak if they cry, it means that the human body is supposed to process emotions by releasing tears.  It does not mean a man is gay if he cries.  It does not have any determination of a man’s character if he sheds tears.  But we tell boys, little boys, in the most formative years of their lives, that if they cry, they are sissies and weak and gay.  Crying does not, cannot, will not make a man want to suck a dick.  Crying is a normal biological response that every human being should be able to express without it defining their sexuality or character.  But we do.  We say that if a man cries, he’s weak.  We conform to the Matrix. 

 

Anal stimulation is pleasurable for every human being.  PERIOD.  Anal stimulation is pleasurable because our bodies are designed to feel pleasure from the nerves endings in our anus.  Read these words carefully.  The human body is designed, it is created to feel pleasure when stimulated anally.  The human body experiences pleasure when stimulated anally and that is not a function of one’s morality, religion, sexual identity, or a choice.  GOD created our bodies to feel pleasure when stimulated anally.  How can I say that?  Because if our bodies weren’t supposed to feel pleasure when stimulated anally, we wouldn’t.  We simply wouldn’t feel pleasure when we were stimulated anally because it wouldn’t be the way our bodies were designed. 

 

We’ve been convinced that men can’t feel pleasure anally because . . . they’re men, because we believe it’s a moral choice to like anal stimulation and that anyone who does is a deviant.  That’s insane.  We’ve been convinced that REAL men don’t experience pleasure anally when our bodies were designed to experience anal pleasure.  Real men are supposed to be macho, masculine, real men are supposed to be aggressive and violent even, we glorify those traits in people born with penises and we emphatically state that if a man likes anal stimulation, he’s less than a man.  God created our bodies to experience anal pleasure, man, a literal human male, decided that people with penises have to be hyper masculine and macho and that if he liked anal stimulation that made him less of a man.  And I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but that decision was made to control you, to make you feel fear, shame, and guilt for enjoying what your body was designed to enjoy. 

 

All the inclusive liberals, who haven’t even read this far, are screaming that I’m . . . whatever the term is for people who don’t want to define woman as a person who feels like a woman.  I’m not saying a person can’t decide that they don’t fit the gender role that society has created for whatever body they were born in.  I’m saying that as long as we define women as gentle, submissive, weak, emotional, feminine, and less than men, we are consuming the very drug that poisons our society.  Men shouldn’t have to be defined as liking sports and trucks and guns, all of those things are man-made, not divine.  Flowers were created by God but men are told they are gay if they say they like flowers.  When God created the color pink, there was no rule or law or commandment from on high that deemed that only people with wombs could like that color. 

 

Doctors, doctors who perform gender reassignment surgery, KNOW full well that gender is a social construct.  They know that feeling feminine, regardless of how socially constructed the concept is, is not a determination of gender but rather it is a human desire to want to feel attractive, desired, and sexually attractive.  They, the master manipulators, have created the rift that pits those who defend the bible against those who recognize that feeling “like a woman” is valid.  Men are supposed to feel vulnerable, soft, nurturing.  But because they have been cut off from those natural feelings, they act out in the most horrific ways.  And any man who acknowledges feeling those things is considered a woman.  But that’s not what makes a person a woman. 

 

Giving birth does not make a person a woman.  I’ve never given birth and I’m a woman.  Having a period does not make a person a woman.  I haven’t had a period for more than 4 years, HALLELUYAH, and I’m a woman.  Having a uterus does not make a person a woman, because having a hysterectomy removes your reproductive organs.  Women are people born with vaginas; men are people born with penises.  Yes, there are those who are born with ambiguous genitalia and they should be considered something other thana  man or a woman.  But the kicker is, they shouldn’t be defined by society as to what color they like and if they have to give up their name when they get married or if they should get paid less than a person with clearly defined genitalia. 

 

The ONLY thing that makes a person a woman is the presence of a womb at birth.  All the feelings, roles, status, and sexual desires and stigmas that have been assigned to women have been manipulated by society, not a white man in the sky who determined that if a piece of material is sewn into pants, a man can wear it and if it’s sewn into a skirt, only a woman can wear it, but an actual white man who felt weak and needed to create roles and identities for women so that he could feel more powerful.  Women can be physically strong, mentally strong, we can be a strategical and logistical mastermind, women can be anything we want.  It’s only society that has convinced us that women are weak and soft. 

 

How many women, how many Black women, are CONVINCED that they have to get married in a white dress, and spend thousands of dollars on that wedding dress, and the man has to make the money and support her, and all the lies associated with what it means to be a woman? We don’t even know the origin of the practices that we hold so dear, we simply say, “It’s in the bible,” when it really isn’t.  I had a Black woman, a grown woman, tell me once that she had never put gas in her own car because that as a man’s job.  She said her grandmother never did it and she was never going to do it because it was a man’s job to take care of her.  I know, I know.  White women are guilty of the same thing. White women are guilty of much worse conformity to dysfunctional behavior because society is built around the fragility of the white woman.  I don’t give a fuck about white women’s dysfunctional beliefs though.  I care the Black women are conforming to intentionally debilitating beliefs, beliefs that are detrimental to our survival as a community. 

 

I care that Black men are saying that, “That’s gay,” to benign, normal behaviors because they have become so brainwashed by the lies and manipulations of gender roles.  Black men, dear lord Black men are the most invested in holding on to traditional gender roles.  They NEED someone to oppress in order to feel powerful in a society that has robbed them of their autonomy.  Society has done a great job of making Black men out to be the most masculine men, the most coveted, the most feared, the most desired and the most hated . . . for their bigger dicks and muscular bodies and their inherent sexual prowess.  But that’s not what should define a man.  Manhood should be about accepting responsibility for your actions, being emotionally mature, being accountable for your mistakes.  Manhood has nothing to do with how many women you fuck or driving a truck. We have been bamboozled.  We have been fed a bill of goods about what life is about.  We tell men that they can create a life with someone and that all they have to do is provide financially.  We, as a community, as a society, are handicapped by that belie system that doesn’t allow men to know the joy of parenthood, of nurturing and shaping a life that loves you unconditionally.  Everything about masculinity is detrimental to our society.  Everything.  There is no inherent value in violence, aggression, or being unemotional. 

 

I don’t care who identifies as a woman, or a man for that matter.  I support anyone and everyone who says that the role society has defined for them is oppressive and they demand to break free.  It is my strong belief that we, as a society, should broaden our definition of what makes a man a man and a woman a woman so that we don’t have to struggle with shame, fear, and guilt for not conforming to the lies and dysfunction relegated by the master manipulators.  A human being has the right to define themselves as anything they want.  It is my sincere hope that we start expanding the definition of what it means to be a man and a woman beyond gender roles and allow men to be nurturing and emotional, we allow women to be strong and powerful.  What an amazing place it will be when we live in a world where human beings are allowed to express all their emotions, potential, and expressions of self without absurd, ridiculous man-made rules of gender. 

White men are Pathetic!

White men are little-dick losers, not real men. Real men can satisfy a woman. Real men can make a woman scream in pleasure an in pain. Real men have big, long, thick, hard cocks, that hang low between their strong, muscular thighs, that they can thrust into hungry wet horny pussies, real men have powerful asses that drive their huge manhood in places that white men’s dicks could never touch. White men have little flat asses, diseased looking skin, pathetic cocks, white men have lips only a snake would want to kiss, and they have defective sperm, only reproducing deviants and monsters, or worse, average, boring, plain, typical losers.

White men habitually crave being used like toilets, beaten like slaves, whipped until their pale flesh is blue and red and green with bruises, welts bleeding, flesh ripped. Pain is pleasure to white men. White men desire being fucked savagely and brutally like little bitches, over and over, potent sperm dripping from their gaped ass cunts, their vocal cords sore from their faces being fucked like a real pussy. White men fantasize day and night about being relentlessly pounded without regard for pain or pleasure, by men who treat them like they truly are, lowly, inferior, worthless trash. Fucking White men!

White men are pathetic little sissy faggots. Well, at least that is what they proclaim themselves to be. White men dress up in frilly pink panties, stockings, heels and makeup, white men create complex personas to pretend to be women all to cover up the fact that they are really just faggots who crave being fucked in their insatiable white male assholes. White men love, love, love pretending to be a woman, claiming to be a woman trapped in a man’s body. But white men aren’t real women. Real women suffer the effects of misogyny, sexism, and patriarchy, real women are victims of a society that treats them like second class citizens.

White men: arrogant, privileged, entitled, oblivious, incompetent, petty white men, with all the benefits and perks of being white men, carry alllll those privileges out in the real world long after the cum painted on their face from the glory hole dries up. White men dress up in their frilly girly slutty outfits and prance around and pay 20-year-old Black college students for sex and then white men put on their regular clothes and go out and continue to be their same old evil, lying, perverted white man selves, white men who are committed to defending any and every institution that perpetuates the lie that white men are superior. White men don’t really think they are women when they dress up, when they put on makeup and heels and fuck their slutty cunts with huge dildos. No, white men PRETEND to be women so they can disconnect from the reality that they are men who crave getting fucked by other men, preferably men with big, hard, thick, engorged Black dicks whose measurements are in the double digits. Isn’t that pathetic?

White men CRAVE humiliation, degradation, and shame . . . all in a manipulative game that benefits them. White men, submissive white men don’t really believe they are inferior. No, no, that’s all an act. Submissive white men crave suffering because it actually benefits them. White men seek out the sickest, most perverted, most depraved forms of sexual expression, nothing is too filthy, nothing is too dark, nothing is too taboo. Nothing. Oh, they will deny it until they are blue in the face.

White men are invested in perpetuating the lie that their marriages are vanilla, they wives are frigid, and that they only masturbate in a closet late at night when their wives are asleep. But that’s all lies. White men LOVE to proclaim that they have no experience, it’s their default lie. They’ve never sucked a dick. Well, one time, but they were forced to do it. Well, there was that time when they were drunk, in college but that was it. The reality is, white men will have cum dripping from their freshly fucked asshole while they tell you that they have only ever dreamed about having sex with a Black man, and it's only been for the last couple of years. ALL LIES. White men will tell you how vanilla and innocent and inexperienced they are when the truth is, they are addicted to sexual gratification and will do anything and everything to get to the next nut.

In fact, the more hurtful, the more destructive and manipulative white men can be, the more they can destroy something beautiful, the more arousing the scenario is for them. Without conscience or remorse, without a soul, without integrity or shame, white men feed off of darkness and evil, it’s their driving force and motivation. White men say they believe in Black superiority for as long as they are talking to a Black person, when, in fact, white men get off on having sex with Black people because they believe Blacks to be inferior animals, beasts of burden with savage sexuality, white men equate Black people to animals like dogs, they equate sex with a Black person as something dangerous and nasty because they see Black people as dumb slaves.

If anyone is a sexual savage, it is the white men who cheat, lie, and live a covert life of homosexuality and perverted sexual deviance. If anyone is a sexual savage it is the white men who regularly molest, abuse, rape, torture, kill with impunity, who get away with all manner of crimes because they are the beneficiaries of a society that covers up the true nature and reality of white men.

White men are transparent. Their only motivation, their only objective, aim, or goal in life, and death, is to exploit, use, manipulate, annihilate, and to hurt as many people of color as they can along the way to obscene, incalculable power and wealth. Even the poorest, dumbest white schmuck who is a victim of political posturing by rich, dumb white schmucks believes that white men are entitled to wealth and power just because they possess pasty skin and little dicks. There is no nuance to white men. Self-centered, greedy, devoid of empathy or altruism, white men have one mode, self-preservation at the expense of everyone different than them. If there is a way to get rich and exploit and hurt others, white men have mastered it. There is only one play in the white man’s book: create war, steal resources, destroy people’s lives, and make a profit all while being a sexual deviant. And then they demand free sexual gratification from women.

White men are habitual liars and cheaters. It’s so true, white men are the masters of cheating. Cheating in college, cheating at their taxes, cheating in business, cheating in marriage goes without saying, there isn’t a married white man alive who honors his vows and who is upstanding and honest, everything white men acquire is through deceptive, criminal, and hurtful measures. There is no such thing as an honest white man. White men are not the moral, upstanding virtuous white men depicted on TV, white men’s first nature is to lie, to defend their lies, to double, triple, and quadruple down on their lies, and then, in typical white flair, white men act offended and indignant if someone questions their lies, when they know they are lying.

But that’s not what makes white men pathetic. What makes white men unquestionably pathetic is the fact that they believe their own lies. White men know the truth. And delusionally, white men have convinced themselves that they are truly superior when they know that they are stole, grifted, murdered, and manipulated to get everything that they have. White men know that their identity is a sham, that they are nothing, that their status, their position, their pretense of superiority is all a farce and yet somehow, they have convinced themselves that they are the architects of all that is good and true in the world and the reality is, they are the imitators, thieves, they are the bargain basement knock offs of the original Hue mans, the original Black Gods and Goddesses.

Let me ram my psychological dick down your throat.

 Choke on my psychological dick.  Swallow it.  Let me fuck your mouth like it's a wet, slutty pussy with my psychological big, black cock, making you gag, choke and puke while I ram every black inch of my psychological dick down your throat till I fill your mouth with my potent Black psychological cum.  I know you want it.  You crave it, you want me to take out my rage, frustration, anger, and psychologically sadistic revenge on you with my psychological black dick. The funny thing is, most white men end up crying and whimpering like a little pussy bitch when I rub the head of my psychological dick on your slutty fuck hole. By the time the head of my psychological dick has worked its way past your tight anal ring and that initial pain hits you, that pain that mixes so intoxicatingly with pleasure, that kind of psychological pain that reverberates throughout your very soul, before you can feel the thick head of my psychological dick rubbing on your p-spot, long before I shove every thick, hard, long BLACK inch of my powerful, erect dick up your slutty white pussy hole, you tap out. You run away from my psychological fuck because it feels too good to be true. You know you're not worthy of my divine and mighty Black Goddess psychological dick inside you.

Rarely do I get the opportunity to really psychologically fuck the shit out of a white man, pounding my essence, my vibrational frequency deep into your psyche and ramming your mind till you are a whimpering, crying heap of white flesh, devoid of the lies, the mask, the pretense, and whiteness that infects you, until you are questioning your life and all that you know to be true.  

I can psychologically fuck you better than you've ever been physically fucked before. My psychological downstroke will have you crying, begging, pleading with me for more. More cum, more piss, more snot, more dick, more humiliation and degradation, more pleasure.  My psychological fuck will render you unable to sit down for three or four days. You will feel my psychological cum dripping from your raw, horny hole. When my psychological dick isn't inside you, your pussy will ache and throb for me to be inside you.  Once you've experienced my full psychological fuck, you will find yourself staring in the mirror at what you once thought reflected a human being, in its place seeing only a damaged, inadequate, pathetic white man who needs to be used, abused, and broken in order to feel alive.

I will make you suck my psychological dick clean, licking every bit of your smelly, nasty shit off my hard psychological dick, dripping precum and fresh from deep in your faggot colon. Swallow it and beg for more because you love the feeling of me fucking you so hard and deep that my psychological dick screws your turds.  It makes you feel alive, it makes you feel whole and complete.  It makes you feel nasty and vile and animalistic and proud to be so low, so vile, so disgusting.  You feel no shame, only pride that you are such a disgusting anal freak that the stench of your own shit makes your little white cock drip with desire when I'm psychologically fucking the shit out of you.

When you are on your back with your legs spread wide open, when you are on your knees, head down, back arched like the little bitch you are, you exist for one purpose, to satisfy my psychological dick, nothing else in the world matters to you. All you care about is the pleasure you feel when I'm ramming my superior psychological Black dick in your white mancunt, stretching you, filling you up and proving how inherently and exponentially inferior you really are. Well, that's not so true, is it? You crave my virile psychological sperm inside, completing you, making you pregnant, filling your big fucking psychological tits with milk so you can caress them, so you can pinch your swollen nipples and keep your horny cunt wet, nourishing my Black baby growing inside you, giving your worthless, empty life meaning and value.

Will you?  Will you let me ram my psychological dick down your throat, destroying all that you know to be true and surrendering to your most primal needs to be used and abused?  

When We Die

 What happens after we die?  In the movies, when a soul leaves its body it becomes a non-physical form of that body, the soul is always depicted as the exact same version of the living person's body, only it's invisible.  In the recounting of near-death experiences, almost everyone recounts the exact same tale: their physical body dies, their soul floats around the room, looking down on the body it just left.  We envision our soul as a projection of our physical bodies that is going to be judged for our sins.  

Imagine for a moment, that death is something different.  

Imagine that when we die, our soul does, in fact, leave our physical body, but rather than having a human form we become a, let's say . . . a particle of light.  No, let's say a wave of light.  To say the word particle, you associate it with something physical, like a grain of sand, something very small but something that has a shape, that is made of something, something that can be weighed, no matter how infinitesimally small it may be.  A wave of light has no physical form yet it is energized; it is light.  It is not, however, a light bulb, glowing and bright and illuminating.  It is light that contains all colors on the visible and non-visible spectrum, it is black light.  We are indistinguishable from any other wave of light, we ARE the light and the light is . . . all there is.  

Imagine that when we die, we leave our body and we become all consciousness, all-knowing, all energy, and all love. 

Imagine that when we die, we no longer have a body, we have no arms, no legs, no organs, not even skin color.  We have no physical form whatsoever. We don't have genitals, we are neither male or female, we are . . . a wave of light. 

Try to imagine if you can, that we don't even have eyes.  We can see but it's not through our eyes, instead, we can SEE . . . because we ARE sight.  We are vision.  We become sight itself. That may sound absurd to you, impossible to comprehend, but there is a very small part of you that understands completely because . . . at your core . . . you are a wave of light having a human experience.  

When we die, we no longer hear, we become sound.  We become language.  We become music.  We become the notes and the instruments.  Our consciousness expands and we understand that we are the vibrations and the frequency of . . . everything.  Imagine that when we die, we become ALL sound, we are the essence of sound.  Sound, light, and color is our identity.  

When we die, we become pleasure.  When we die, we become ecstasy, we become pure bliss.  There is no shame, no guilt, no fear in our non-physical form, in our Black light bodies.  We become sensual, erotic, passionate beings of divine light.  Religion and society has us convinced that sex is bad, sinful, and wrong.  We are consumed with shame and guilt because we think our sexuality is abnormal and we FEAR judgment from others.  Imagine that when we die, we understand that we are the ultimate orgasm, that we are INFINITE pleasure.  

Imagine that when we die, we don't have any shape or form, we just . . . are.  We exist as able to go anywhere, any time in the past, present, or future, any location, with just a thought.  Imagine if you can, that we communicate with thought, we don't need cell phones and planes because any person we are limitless, without and boundaries.

Close your eyes for a moment, imagine the moment of your death where you don't experience pain or fear, you only feel overwhelming LOVE.  Love is your identity.  We can see our bodies, we can see our lives, we can see our choices and we know, we understand that all of our choices were perfect for us, that all our mistakes were perfect for our soul to experience life.  We chose our body, our race, gender, our station in life all before we are born, to experience joy, pain, suffering, pleasure, growth, stagnation, love and hate.  Once we leave our bodies, when our soul's silver cord is cut, we become LOVE. 

Pure love.  

Then, our consciousness, our soul continues to expand, in all directions, until we can see everything, everything in every direction.  We can feel a connection to every living thing.  But not just living things, we feel a connection to ALL that is.  Everything is vibrating and a frequency and we become that frequency.  Can you imagine yourself, outside of your body, existing as a wave of light, and knowing that you are indistinguishable from animal, mineral, or gas.  You are the trees, the ocean, you are the bugs that crawl and the birds that fly. 

Imagine that when we die, we can communicate with our loved ones with our thoughts.  Look at them and know that we can not only hear what they are thinking, we understand on a cellular level that we ARE their thoughts.  It's from this place that you can understand that you are your loved one.  Your infinite, loving soul is their infinite, loving soul in a different body but your soul is the one, your soul, their soul is the source of all, housed in a human body that has forgotten it's truth, it's real identity.  

Now, imagine if you will, that we can see our enemies, our haters, the people who caused us the most pain in our lives, the people we hate, despise, the people we've spent hours, days, weeks, months, years, and decades hating, being angry at, the person you feel victimized you.  

See them, with your entire being.  See them, not with your eyes, but with your sight, your soul, your Black light.  

Understand this basic truth.  While in human form, EVERYONE BELIVEVES that whatever they think and feel is . . . right. You don't say, "I know those (fill in the blank with a race, class, gender, sexual orientation, religion, or political party) are right and I know I'm wrong about my opinion but I'm going to stick by my wrong opinion for the hell of it." You believe with all your heart, with every fiber in your being that your opinions, perspectives, passions, and convictions are the correct perspective.  You believe you are on the right side of the equation.  

The funny thing about equations is that both sides are equal.  Always.

Now, take a deep breath and understand this.  

We BELIEVE, while we are alive, that the way we see the world is the right way to see it, that our opinions about race, justice, politics, sex, religion, all our beliefs come to us based on our story, our experience, our personality.  How we have come to see the world not our conscious choosing. We were born into a family, a community, a country, whatever group we identity with, that taught us our values, that shaped our perspective based on our environment, our experience on the Earth plane.  We all believe that anyone who doesn't agree with us is wrong.  That belief is Universal.  We see ourselves as separate, different, individual and unique but we see ourselves and our understanding as . . . right.   

In AmeriKKKa, this is easily demonstrated by political beliefs.  Every person, in every corner of the country, the Republican and the Democrat, both see themselves as right, both think that anyone who disagrees with them is crazy.  Every person believes themselves to be the arbiter of truth.  

We are waves of Dark Energy: all-encompassing, omniscient and omnipotent, wearing a human costume, designed to forget who we really, to forget we are all consciousness, connected to all, we are all thought and the thinker.  Your soul, your spark came to this place and time to experience this 3-D realm of love and fear, separation and connection, shame and pride, guilt and joy, and all the emotions that humans are capable of having. 

If you can understand, if you can accept that the person who disagrees with you, based on their experiences, their story, their gender, race, religion, income, sexual orientation, size, attractiveness (or lack thereof) BELIEVES that their perspective is right, then you can see them with compassion and empathy while you are still alive.  If you can look at the person you find offensive and wrong through the all-seeing eyes of your soul, you will have reached enlightenment because you will understand that you, the spirit that moves you and animates  you is God, and that you are in every single thing, physical and non physical.  

At a soul level, the racist and the person of color are no different.  They both were born to families that indoctrinated them with beliefs about the world, about God, about men and women, about politics, etc.  The racist and the person of color were both born in a society that reinforced that white people are superior and that Back people are inherently inferior.  The both experienced two sides of the same coin, they were both told by society that they had a role that came with the skin color they were born with.  They both learned to navigate a world based on the belief that God was a white man in the sky who judges you if you have freaky sex.  

God is your knowledge, your voice, your creativity, your peace, your nurturing and loving self.  God is the voice in your head that loves, protects, and guides you.  You are the source.  You are the creator.  You are the thinker.  "You're a driver, not a passenger in life." (Lyrics to a song by the Brand New Heavies. ).  

If can you understand that profound truth, if you can embrace that understanding, if you can accept that truth into your mind and heart, you will have found peace on Earth.  

We are all here to experience otherness.  We are all here to experience separateness, to forget that we are ONE, the one, the source of all.  We are all here in these 3D models, to believe that our religion is the right religion.  We are all here to believe that our political party is the righteous one and that we are better than the people who don't think like us and believe in what we believe in.  When you transcend that mindset, you win the game of life.