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Curses Too Kritic/ Invocations From The Soul- Part Four and Five

An hour pass midnight, my curse is

sleepless, mind weary, creative

thinking, imaginary vision; sleep-

walking in my dreams between

dimensions....Constantine!

 

Too walk in the dark one must

embrace the darkness, welcome

Moloch into your dreams, be aware

of the shadows that walk besides

you; often three shadows follow me

....nothing else matters once you

have sold your soul, enjoy the night

,and let the fire burn!

 

I met a lover in the shadows of the

night; her darkside is similiar to mine

, same interest, struggles, and

addiction....when all is quiet, stoner's

asleep, tweeker's hiding, and prosti-

tutes gone home, my lover and I get

naked and fuck at the crossroads

under dark skies, no moonlight....

only shadows!

 

Curse the damned, blasphemous,

heaven's abomination including me....

pale horse rider of the armageddon

with sinister ways; my name was

never written in the book of life!

 

Invocations to the dark, evil, and

unholy with sacrifice will open the

nine gates of hell; be careful when

evoking the spirits of darkness; if

your mind is not ready for what is to

come, your heartbeat will stop at

the sound of my feet approaching

your dreams, destroying your

sanity!

 

It is 2:10AM, invocations to the dark

side are becoming rituals, rites of

dragula, perversions, and manisfes-

tations; Lucifer speaks in demonic

tongues, no need to translate, I

understand! Invocations to Lillith

with ghost songs in cemeteries at

the witching hour; my soul possess,

the evil within bleeds over the tombs

of the dead!

 

SoulKritic 2014 Copyright

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Curses and Invocations....

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Curses Too Kritic/ Invocations From The Soul- Part Two

Psalms sung with faith;
curses from the Father, the
Son, and the Holy Ghost;
rejoicing under the influence...

Nestled, numbed atop
heavenly clouds; two crazy
diamonds in the sky without
shine; rough edges can be
smooth again if both believe
they will shine again as one...

 

Clarifying the darkness both
entertain in the name of the
wicked that pace back and
forth outside the window of
time and space created by a
simple wish...

 

Invocations to God's shadow;
puppets to an addiction,
masters of enjoyed silence
listening to the symphony of
destruction...

 

I the Lizard Prince and my
Black Sheep traveling in the
dark under the sunlight too
steal our dreams back from
the sandman we both entered
in the years of our youth and
ignorant ways...

 

No King too hail; howling
under the moonlight, a lustful
night with love making in
between the stars, invoking
peace and harmony, with
conversations from the heart
bringing positive vibes and
synergy...

 

Alas, together we stand on
this mountain top, with hills
and more mountains too the
horizon; life does not come
without challenges, and
challenges do not arise
without taking the risk to fall
in love again...

 

Soulkriti©®2014

Author's Notes/Comments: 

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Fear Of Sex

Folder: 
Mate Love

Sex And Fear


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 There is a matrix of fears associated with sexual activity.

1  Fear of STD's (sexually transmitted diseases), some lethal
2. Fear of violence (repe, death, kidnapping, pain)
3. Fear of pregnancy
4. Fear of loss of reputation or love
5. Fear of loss of freedom, control, power
6. Fear of financial loss in general, theft in particular
7. Fear of rejection by family or church group
8. Fear of rejection or cruelty by a sex partner
9. Fear of embarrassment re bodily defects
10. Fear of loss of energy (chi)
11. Fear of hurting ones own or another's partner
or children
12. Fear from belief in fundamentalist spiritual systems
     re the concept of sin and hell   
13. Fear of lapse from celibacy
14. Fear of being overpowered
15. Fear of arrest for violating laws

16. Fear of losing a better partner because one didn't wait
17. Fear of partner jealousy and possessiveness or of ones own
18. Fear of violating ones own spiritual beliefs


 

Humans are not kangaroos with pouches for keys, money
and credit cards.
When one who is not focused on security but on passion
chooses to be vulnerably naked with a stranger who
is often stronger, who does not practice safe sex
and can transmit STD's with pregnancy-generating
semen,  he or she is practicing Russian roulette.

There are hazards too in virginity.. In fear of offending elders
and others, the young are often funneled into marriages they would
not choose otherwise.  They are programmed to feel that one must marry someone with whom one has had sex.
Women propagandized into virginity are also responsible for teasing a partner and themselves. Without an outlet, some partners seek prostitutes or other companions for release.

 

-saiom shriver-

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Make Up Sex

Folder: 
The Lust

Tear my skin apart

Let me feel your desire

Open wounds of passion

Set my soul on fire

 

Passionate licks

trail down my neck

Kissing so hard

I'm under attack.

 

Don't hold back

I'm not finished with you yet.

Rip off my clothes,

Make me later regret.

 

Touch me possessively

Seduce my skin

Let me be yours

Just let me in.

 

Hold my wrists to the bed

Make me anticipate 

A battle has begun

Destruction: Let's create

 

Manipulate my body

Grind in generous submission

Control my desire

Send me back to remission.

 

Skin begging to be caressed

You make me beg for release

Whispering in my ear

Oh, please. Please. Please.

 

Moving across the bed

Seductive bodies dancing

A rhythm so sly and evil

It's nearly romancing.

 

Finish the job, dear.

My skin only craves you

Let me know you want me

Please, baby, say you do.

 

Creshendo then silence

Anticipation for the night

Will this be the last time

Or will we be alright?

 

What can you call this

Something so pure but taint

So thick with obscurity

Muddled down with old paint.

 

Hiding the flaws in the walls

Sex cannot fix our quandary

So shall we try again?

Wash away the inquiry.

 

We have nothing left

Love replaced by lust

Our love has failed us

Dead to become dust.

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One Second

Folder: 
My 30's 2014+
I touch your skin,
But I feel your heart.
I graze your face,
But I tremble from your soul.
 
My lips caress ever so slowly slightly against yours,
But I feel it inside me.
My chest pressed upon your chest,
My blood is rushing at maximum speed.
 
My body moves without me now,
Controlled by our spirits,
Slowly touching inside us.
 
I can't pull away.
I do not want to.
My body sweats from within,
Dripping of lust.
Evaporating from the heat of your heart.
 
Each second intensifying,
Getting harder and harder to breath.
I latch on like a chain link,
No chance of letting go.
Our bodies just messengers of our souls.
 
Then your breath grazes my face,
If I was standing my knees would buckle,
My muscles would give.
No strength in the world,
Could make me stand.
 
I open my eyes,
We stand all alone,
Surrounded by nothing,
But our love and our souls.
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Transcendestiny

into the dark treed forest

cease the dream
come with me
Enter the darkened night 
wander lusting searches sight
to weigh the days
till dusk wakes dawn.
The Ancient ones await
amongst the jade treetops
bright jeweled stars 
chrysanthemum fractal  
scenes beam with 
 shimmer dance of night sky 
fire glow in distant clearing
the time is near.
 drumbeats meaning
the time is here 
a ceremony undertaken
the grand vision
smoke stained eyes 
the mind awakens

infinite waves of bliss 
lick from the living breathing sea
the shore 
eroding the deep chasm of time
a stained glass mandala 
caught like a dream
like a
prism of dew wet web 
lacing together 
the continuum of time to space
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Forgive

Just lie let me make you cum.
Fuck, hawk.
Linger, finger.
All night her slave.
I really like it when i ........
It taste good.
Sweet like lollipop.
Naughty sounds.

You hate it.
Forgive me,
it was delicious to
bald headed yoghurt
slinger.
Don't forget me.
Forget my sins.
Am a sinner,
Who may sin again.  

Liberate me from it all;
boundage it.
Let not my prayers not harvest.
Let not my blacks overshadow 
my whites.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Man's indecency to God.
At the onset,sex was meant for married couples with the purpose of reproduction.
''its sweet to bald headed yoghurt slinger'' we all enjoy it but it does not please him. ''Forgive me'' The author is asking for forgiveness not from any other person but him.

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...I Want You

Folder: 
Passion

 

...I want you.

Like I've craved,

Like I've desired,

Like I've wanted no one,

-ever before...

 

I'm simply insatiable

when it comes to you-

to your lips,

your mouth,

...that tongue.

 

I hunger-

for your scent,

for your touch,

for your taste...

...I become ravenous.

 

I'm so needy,

I'm so wanting,

I'm sooo yearning,

For you, just you-

All of you.

 

Like a thirst

I can't quench,

I'm utterly parched

with needing you-

Needing to drink you in.

 

My appetite

is more than whetted,

yet never sated-

for still I'm starved

to feast upon you.

 

...I want you-

Again and over again.

For I will never tire

of my sweet indulgance,

of my guilty, delicious pleasure.

 

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Infinity Plus One

How relevant are we as heaps
of wasting organic matter
to think think that we have some purpose
than whats already in the cards
dealt for us to play in this life ?
As in vain as we are as whole,
and bold we are to enoble 
ourselves to such worthy a cause.

What is missed is the simple fact  
we have no more say than the next 
who looks to the same sky as we ;
yet we as sure as the sun shines
go forth ever onward seeking
something hididng from being found.
Naked eyes and naked bodies
watching the hands go round and round
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