Sometimes, Sometimes I get so lonely, lonely, lonely I feel all by myself up here That's when I take a minute To re-evaluate things #ErykahBadu #YeYo Above Artist: Sue Tsai All of the things I think are special Oooh like When you wake up in the morning And you see the morning sun #ErykahBadu #YeYo Above Artist: Kiona Marie And you need to know the world is on your side Who do you run to Who can you turn to Come on #ErykahBadu #YeYo Then the evening comes to greet you You need someone to hold you close And you feel you need to rest your aching mind Who can you run to Who can you turn to #ErykahBadu #YeYo Well see the sun's in the east and the moon reflects Like the knowledge and wisdom, I manifest If you want to go to heaven lay up on my breast I'm ye yo, you're ye yo #ErykahBadu #YeYo I say the sun's in the east and the moon reflects Like the knowledge and wisdom, I manifest If you want to go to heaven lay up on my breast I'm ye yo, you're ye yo #ErykahBadu #YeYo Oshun and Chango (Orishas)
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God damn you're sexy. I just want you next to me. Your body overflowing with sexual energy. Damn baby just touch me. Step back let me look at you. Your body me makes me lust for you. Can I suck on you? Lick your body till your inner soul is rapture in lust. If you touch me I'll explode. So can I hand cuff you? I'll promise to drive wild with passion. But not gently cause I'm smashin! God damn you're body is the heavens on earth! Smack your ass and pull your hair. Send you into another world. Make them pretty toes curl. As your rivers overflow I'll lick it all up. Devour you my sexual goddess. It's spiritual. I feel your flow. Pulsating connecting souls. Let me suck on your mountains of gold. God damn your body is so beautiful! Ecclesiastes 1 Revised Standard Version (RSV) Reflections of a Royal Philosopher 1 The words of the Preacher,[a] the son of David, king in Jerusalem. 2 Vanity of vanities, says the Preacher, vanity of vanities! All is vanity. 3 What does man gain by all the toil at which he toils under the sun? 4 A generation goes, and a generation comes, but the earth remains for ever. 5 The sun rises and the sun goes down, and hastens to the place where it rises. 6 The wind blows to the south, and goes round to the north; round and round goes the wind, and on its circuits the wind returns. 7 All streams run to the sea, but the sea is not full; to the place where the streams flow, there they flow again. 8 All things are full of weariness; a man cannot utter it; the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing. 9 What has been is what will be, and what has been done is what will be done; and there is nothing new under the sun. 10 Is there a thing of which it is said, “See, this is new”? It has been already, in the ages before us. 11 There is no remembrance of former things, nor will there be any remembrance of later things yet to happen among those who come after. The moon, the stars, the heavens above Caress me gently with your love Give me ecstasy like no other Make me quiver and think of no other Grab me Kiss me Lick on my sugar walls And make me beg for more Run your fingers down my back Lead me to a place of secrecy Behind heavens door Just you and me Come on baby Touch me Rub me Let me be your goddess of the night And you my god of shining light Every stroke strong and unforced Smooth and steady Always ready For the rivers of his queen But she'll never overflow her king Lost in the rivers to explore the T Part her legs as even as the Red Sea With every dip rapturing Pulsating pussy Rock solid throbbing dick king Every lick made him quiver Every suck made him a faithful giver Slow steady suck with strong grip Enough to set the soul free With the slip of a tongue He swear to propose to she Wrapped in pure ecstasy No escape But to dance this dance for eternity Your the light to my moon my inner peace... The Orishas are Olodumare’s eldest children and have been imbued with a portion of Her aché. They have been tasked with maintaining this Earth, watching over the affairs of humanity and each has dominion over a portion of nature. They are more akin to demi-Gods in the religion of Santería. Because Olodumare has moved on to create other universes, we do honor and praise Her but focus our worship around the Orishas and our relationship with them. Prior to the slave trade, each major city in Yoruba land was a center of worship for a different Orisha. When the slaves were intermixed and forced to coexist outside of their homelands, the worship of these Orishas became blended as well, and their worship of multiple Orishas became the standard practice within Santería (La Regla Lucumí). As an evolution of our initiation ceremony, within Lucumí practice, new initiates are ordained into the sects of multiple orishas instead of just one as was done in Africa. Every person ordained as a priest or priestess receives the mysteries of Elegguá, Obatalá, Oshún, Yemayá and Changó when they are crowned. If their tutelary Orisha is a different one than those five, they will receive that Orisha as well (Aggayú or Oyá for example). While they do receive the mysteries of multiple Orishas, they are crowned with only their tutelary Orisha and act as a living representative of that Orisha‘s energy walking amongst us all. Orisha: Ochún (Oshún) Saint: Our Lady of Charity of Cobre Colors: Yellow and amber Number: 5 Description: Oshún is the Orisha of sweetness, love and beauty. She is the embodiment of feminine grace, and is a flirtatious coquette. She is a generous and loving mother, but she can also quickly turn bitter if she is wronged. Once she is soured, she is unforgiving and unbending. Oshún can accomplish miracles untold. She is the youngest of the orishas and is depicted as a flirtatious, mixed-race woman dressed in yellow, gazing in a mirror. |
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