Limericks are the Shit

There was a young lady named Sally
who enjoyed the occasional dally.
She sat on the lap
of a well-endowed chap,
and cried “Sir! You’re right up my alley!”
– Townsend, The Crown (TV series)

There was an old Countess of Bray,
and you might think it odd when I say,
that despite her high station,
rank and education,
she always spelt “cunt” with a K!
– King George, The Crown (TV series)

 

Hahaha. Good God!

It took me a good minute to figure out that the old Countess of Bray was not bad at spelling at all. King George’s limerick is very brilliant (and offensive, of course)!

The statement is not literal, and the first clue is in the ‘high station, rank and education’.

In other words, the Countess of Bray can spell alright, but she spells ‘cunt’. She has the characteristic of a cunt, and a major one too, since it’s with a ‘K’. There’s a bit of an emphasis on the first syllable of ‘Cunt’. Oof!  

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The English are quite sly too. I (may or may not) like that. 

Limerick

The Most Beautiful Bird

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The most beautiful bird
in the whole, wide world-
for beauty is in the heart of the beholder,
the bravest of them all,
powerhouse behind the scenes,
the one with the largest role
and the greatest burden,
whose praises are too many,
too heavy for my lips,
is the vulture.

They put the unwanted in their bodies,
decaying, dying carcasses,
the excruciatingly repulsive,
with odours so bad they sting-
pinching the nose, mouth and throat;
they take the defenceless unburied,
and make them theirs forever,
desiring them,
keeping them,

crowning the untouchables in themselves.

They prevent the spread of diseases,
cleaners and healers,
eating the painful past away
as we welcome the future,
the keepers of the flame

when the fire is long gone,
proving again and again
that no one and no thing is a waste,
even in their lowest states.

Vultures give the purest love
but they never receive the same,
seldom appreciated,
as they constantly save the living
and quietly serve the dead.

Oh, to be half as graceful and strong as the vulture!
Oh, to be as willing!
Oh, to be as brave!
Oh, to be as good!

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Vulture Spirit

“What seems hideous has its own beauty, and the recycling and repurposing the vulture does is as important as any other activity in nature that supports the cycle of life. Vulture Spirit’s message is that nothing is to be wasted, for Nature sees value in everything that exists. What seems rotten and ugly has the potential to be transmuted into something beneficial, and you are reminded that any suffering you have experienced has not gone to waste. Wisdom and understanding that arose from the experience are talismans that will serve you on your journey wherever you go. What is decaying is only changing form and will fertilize seeds you wish to plant, turning that which has passed away into the substance that will support new growth. All that you might wish to deny or discard has value and can be repurposed and reintegrated into the new you that you are becoming and the new life that you are dreaming into being. No pain was in vain and no experience was wasted, for you have the power to use it to co-create something far better. This is the miracle in your partnership with Spirit.”
– Colette Baron-Reid

Murderers Should Eat Fish

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Those who commit murder
and throw dead bodies
into the Third Mainland Bridge
should eat a lot of fish.

As soon as the body reaches
the depths of the water,
a delicious, fat feast,
doesn’t it become the food of fishes?

One fish will eat till she is full,
and go about her day.
The fish-killer will set a trap to murder her
in the early hours of the next day,
and she will be taken away.
Her children will become orphans,
very vulnerable to prey.

The man-killer will come along to buy her
from the fish-killer who,
whether he knows it or otherwise,
is also a fisher of men,
a fisher of late men, women, and children.

The man-killer’s wife will set the fish before him,
after it has been deliciously cooked,
along with some lobsters and crabs,
and of course,
since he contributed to the fish’s growth,
will he not taste so bloody good?

We Can Only Stan 😁

Michael

We are but lowly humans before the king,
and our king has left us not one choice but the stan,
and for this,
we do-
we stan

The American Jesus

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‘Michael, the American Jesus’ by David LaChapelle

Jesus is one of the ascended masters and deities that I still adore, that I still commune with. The Jesus (or ‘Yeshua’, the actual earthly name that he had) who loved children and was kind to everyone, who was so popular (people had to climb trees to catch a glimpse of him, and struggle through crowds to touch him), breaking as many stupid rules as he could during his earthly incarnation, focusing on love, forgiveness, kindness, and healing, despite the injustice that he suffered and the false news that was spread about him in religious & non-religious places. Yahweh, whose very essence is ‘spirit’, not ‘Christian’, not even ‘Jew’, not bound by any man-made ideologies or the accounts of who he was that was documented in the Bible many centuries ago.

The very essence of the spirit of Jesus is very peaceful, loving, kind, and true. People are focusing on the earthly incarnation of Jesus, mostly uninterested in who the spirit is. They are turning to the books of Matthew, Mark, John, and Luke to look up what Jesus the Man said (as far as we know, yeah), not caring so much about what Jesus meant, and most-importantly, what Jesus is saying now, which is quite redundant, if you ask me, especially since you acknowledge daily that spirits exist even after an earthly incarnation, that Jesus is alive somewhere.  

If Jesus was to return as a human today, you will absolutely not find him in a church, or a cathedral, or anywhere near the pope. There are more chances of finding him in Jasmine Masters or Bobrisky’s living room, or the orphanage, or with the people of the Amazon, than any of those places. To the Pharisees, he was a major weirdo, and it’s not hard to see why. He wasn’t a member of the religious elite, in a sense, but he was, and that was uncomfortable.

People have made an ideology, a political system, and a cult out of what they think God/Spirit and Jesus are, and it is scary, to say the least. The wickedness that has been carried out in those names, the discrimination, the hatred, the scamming, and everything else, is nauseating.

A majority of people do not understand what they are doing in Jesus’ name; they just go with the flow. It has become a game of ‘those who will make it to Heaven’ versus ‘those who will make it to hell’ much more than anything else, and that’s quite stupid because all our souls came from Heaven. We’ve walked the streets of gold, we’ve seen other realms, and we can all chill. Religion has an uncanny ability to make people very proud of and confident in their ignorance, and it’s an ugly sight to behold.

This is a really good painting. There are distinct similarities between the last earthly incarnations of Michael and that of Jesus, both being sons of ‘Joseph’ but not really, much more, betrayed by the very people that they trusted and loved (for money and acceptance).

Still Feeling Good

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Birds flying high
and pooping on me,
sun in the sky
and burning my skin,
breeze winding on by
and coming at me,
it’s the same day,
there is no dusk,
it’s the same life for me,
but I’m feeling good.

You Like That, Don’t You?!

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Sex might be cool or whatever but it may not always give you an orgasm, as I have come to learn, since it is common knowledge that I don’t see myself having sex anytime soon. However, there is something else that will guarantee you an orgasm that I have come to know and love, and of course, use for my own pleasure, what do you think?

In the description, after my video is uploaded on YouTube, I politely ask my audience not to leave comments that are rude, passively aggressive, harmful to young people, especially children, (and common sense- I hate it when a comment gives me a headache because it doesn’t make any sense), etc. For some reason, some people decide to still do it- leave trash comments, so I automatically assume that they are into kinky shit. Fortunately for us both, the commentator and I, that kind of kinky shit is my shit.

My servant spends 20 minutes typing trash that I will not fully read, especially when the first three words don’t sit right with me, and I delete it in less than 10 seconds, helping them feel stupid. I become a dominatrix of some sort- I get my orgasm and excitement, they get shamed and spanked since they decided to be a naughty boy/girl, and perhaps, my servant will get their orgasm from that too, I don’t care. We are both properly pleasured. It’s a win-win. 👅💦👅

In a nutshell, I’m not sparing any rude comments on my YouTube. God bless you. 

Sea/See-Lion/Line Woman – Nina Simone

Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Alright yeah, alright

Sea lion woman, she drink coffee
She drink tea and then go home
Sea lion woman

Sea lion woman, dressed in green
Wears silk stockings with golden seams
Sea lion woman

Sea lion woman, dressed in red
Make a man lose his head
Sea lion woman

Sea lion woman, black dress on
For a thousand dollars, she wail and she moan
Sea lion woman

Wiggle, wiggle, turn like a cat
Wink at a man and he wink back
Now child, sea lion woman

Empty his pockets and wreck his days
Make him love her
And she’ll fly away, yeah yeah

Sea lion woman, take it on out now
Empty his pockets and she wreck his days
And she make him love her
Then she sure fly away

She got a black dress on
For a thousand dollars
She wail and she moan

Spoiler Alert: I’m Choking Up

Well, who would have thought? 😭

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Kasey Sankey’s Haiku to Brook Soso:

“I think I like you.
In fact, I know I like you.
I’m vulnerable.”

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I really got into each season of Orange is the New Black, and now that I know there won’t be another season next year, I don’t know what to do with myself.

I’m grateful for the seven years of awesomeness. 

Time is on My Side

Ms. Irma Thomas’ voice does something to the tear glands in my eyes, the heartbeat in my chest, the bottomless pit in my stomach, and the tiny-weeny hairs on my legs, I tell you.

She’s incredible! She’s the queen,  no questions necessary! I feel all these feelings, Good God!

Sing to me, mummy!