The Manifesto: Words I never said

practicallyblack:

These are the words I never said.

The words engrained into my soul,

The words inside my head.

The words caught between the sheets, but i never brung to the bed.

These are the words that got stuck in my throat.

The words that were left out from the words that I spoke.

The words I thought…

A soul connection is a resonance between two people who respond to the essential beauty of each other’s individual natures, behind their facades, and who connect on this deeper level. This kind of mutual recognition provides the catalyst for a potent alchemy. It is a sacred alliance whose purpose is to help both partners discover and realize their deepest potentials. While a heart connection lets us appreciate those we love just as they are, a soul connection opens up a further dimension… seeing and loving them for who they could be, and for who we could become under their influence. This means recognizing that we both have an important part to play in helping each other become more fully who we are. A soul connection not only inspires us to expand, but also forces us to confront whatever stands in the way of that expansion.
 John Welwood   (via lilgivenchyprincess)

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Think dehumanizing women in the public sphere, portraying them as sex objects and victims of men and simply vessels to be fucked or abused or turned into a great big joke is completely harmless? Tell it to the office worker whose boss referred to her by asking a colleague “if big tits has come in yet”. Tell it to the woman who was asked by her boss in front of 30 colleagues “If I ‘wax my crack’”. Tell it to the girl of 10 who was walking home from school when “two older boys said ‘show us your tits’”. Tell it to the child of 13 who didn’t even understand when two men in a white van asked her if she had “a tight pussy”. Tell it to the woman who reported being groped by strangers “at least once a week and often much more, regardless of what I wear, where I am, how I behave.” Tell it to the woman who declined to talk to a group of men and was pursued down the street by them, shouting “rape!” Tell it to schoolgirl who was “beaten by her boyfriend” and whose “friends asked her if she was going to stay with him until after the prom so she’d have a date”.
Laura Bates, in an article titled The 12 Days of Misogyny, explaining why your hilarious jokes about women actually do matter. (via ceedling)

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psychedelicbrainjuice:

pervasizadam:

Pawel Kuczynski

Amazing each n every picture

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The Climax

Its not so much the feeling that heats in me

when you’re inside of me

but ultimately,

the smiles that we create

on each other

that everyone can see

Starting from the center of our beings

exploiding through our veins

& climaxing on our faces

Emotionally I’m on mountain peaks,

physically reaching sexual peaks

 & his words guide me many places

on forward when haters tried,

past where my confidence died,

beyond where my insecurities lied

& for that he’s beautiful

I guide him inside my sticky & rainy world

where he stands

So firm & implanted in me

& pushes for what I want,

he understands

We become 1 and escape to paradise

momentarily as our bodies move in sync

as if instinct to please

as natural as the warming of the sun on a cool day

or on a warm day the cool breeze

as my knees began to shake

& my voice starts to quiver

I feel you start to twitch & shiver

We know we’ve reached another peak

together we cum & leave paradise

hoping to return soon but knowing

that emotionally we’re still attached

I water you & tend to you

& watch this bloom into a beautiful flower latched

right onto my heart.

I love you.

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