Public/Private Sector Poison

Everything is a fix for a purpose to control the population through fear... to puppeteer our ignorance to the unknown poisonous truths... to invade and strip us of our privacy and rights... I trust nothing the Media/Government tries to Force Feeds Me

Poverty in Beauty is Global

A day in Rio...
Hell in the favellas... Homeless in the street with no feet
Pain cut deep for the sufferers...

A day in Rio...
The homeless sleep bareback on the concrete
Black Indian Portuguese mix seductive hips kiss the streets

Media teaches through Image that African/Black People are Primitive and Mentally Limited
And
our dis-acknowledgment of this
or worse
our Acknowledgment and Continuity of Ignorance towards the Poison being fed to us
Is all helping them siring a slow death of our Existence

No matter what curve of this earth we reach...
Lack of knowledge and education of present self and ancestries past is a poisonous Bleach to the path the mind has to take to build for our children

And our freedom of carelessness embeds disillusion and more shadow than shine... which is absorbed and inherited in our children's awareness of courage/success/self esteem

Education is Poison to Oppressors and Education purposely misdirected is Poison to the Oppressed
We need to Educate and Self then Our Children
Everyday is an Opportunity to Will Them

Eliminate what they force you to see and voyeur the pleasures of Vision

People are Suffering in Poverty Globally same as Here
...As the Oppressed We Need to Arm our Selves with Education and Revolution

A day in Rio made me write what the News doesn't Show
When we imagine de Janeiro

Exploited Culture

You can brand my Heritage
Package its Spirit and Advertise its Soul but you can't sell me what I recreate
I am it before you knew it Existed

How can it be the truth if its depicted???

I plan to write truths till the United Nations sanctions my hand as Restricted
and my Knowledge is against Human Rights..
The Rights of Humans to be Informed

When the media blows up distracts, human awareness/protection are being deformed

How you gonna mentally Castrate the Mind
Then fuck it with a prosthetic penis
Then label it Wisdom Reformed
That's not health care


Don't be Naïve to Believe any Existence of Power wants Wealth Shared

I seen people so homeless out here they camouflage into the streets the lay
As if they're Sculptures
As if they're Agony's prey

Niggas plan out how to fuck these birds
when they should Capitalize on Capital and Aim to fuck These Vultures
that get Wealthy off Exploiting our Cultures - That we Support

We gotta Create limits they'll NEED to figure out how to Fly above with more than 2 Wings

We need to become Nu Earths with Nu Lings
not Asian but Ace in all Cards
Till all Comprising is off Deck

Till Knowledge are Artifacts and our Minds are Museums
Giving our kids knowledge till Wisdom it self feels the Muse in them
Stop putting Misuse in them...

This is Accurately why we're Loosing em

Don't Fuel our Future with your Failures from your Bitterness
If you wanna waste Minds.....Litter Whit

Condoms should be the only thing to com-press heads

Time is Waiting on Us as a People
We're the first time Created
AND
though Many have Tried to Eliminate Us
Time has been Preventing them from wiping us Out

Though we haven't been on Times side

Path to Success

When you struggle/grind persistently for years, when you sacrifice partying/spending $$$/eating on a regular basis/sleep and you don't see any progression that near equals the work put out: its depleting, when people like your work but don't appreciate it or like it enough to purchase or help with exposure it feels like an internal collapse (especially when you see and know others who take short cuts/sell themselves get to where you aim to be),

You begin to steadily ask your self, why am I doing this???? Is it all worth it???? Am I wasting my time???? What am I doing wrong???? And it feels like the weight of your creative world is on your head, shoulders- arms and back of your neck: and you're just carrying it around heavy lifeless- This is where it Becomes Easy to Quick, drop everything you believe in and walk free, No Responsibility or Obligation to your Dream......

!BUT!

....this is where you pick up Another Weight, a Heavier Weight, the Weight of Regret, "what if", "I should had", "if I didn't quit...." And this weight isn't on your upper mentality anymore, its in your HEART and walking with a heart with that kind of weight is walking dead... When you stay Persistent till Success the Weight of the Sacrifice Lifts Up and becomes the Aura that Fuels your Drive even More!.. No weight in the heart, just High Spirits

Never Give Up No Matter How Gloomy your Path Seems or Becomes and success isn't Self Accomplish and that's it, its When you Achieve all of your Dreams Capabilities and you Share/Guide and Build with Others on a Progressive Path

Its Very Vital to have a Circle of Progressive People.. You Feed off of Their Vibes and Excel on their Inspiration

Weird Dream

I had a dream that I was cooking breakfast for this sexy midget smh

I also realize that midgets don't need booty pop

All I'm saying is be careful of what kind of pussy you eat before sleep.. Good pussy might have you dreaming crazy shit and bad pussy might make you kill your self in a dream, so I've been told hahaha smh

Prayer over Porcelain???????

Is it ok to pray while you shit???

I promised someone I would pray for them and it caught me while I was on the toilet that I made the promise and this was the only sit still time I had to actually request blessings for them... But I had to think if it was disrespectful to pray while I purge???? I'm always on the move though...

I usually say fuck it with out second thought for some things and do it.. But I don't want this prayer to be full of shit (I know it sounds crazy/funny but I'm serious about this)


I'll hold off on this prayer till I'm done cleansing though loll

I mean prayer is natural and I'm doing a natural human function, so technically they should go hand in hand logically

Just sharing these random moments in my life loll

© Sippin' Orgasms

Across the galaxy I feel your existence

Wet before insertion
Width with conversion

Moist on my lips I paused to Taste Her Moist Moments
My tongue couldn't neglect the Pussy Pulsating
Insertion of my knowledge from the back I pull out vision exploding wisdom all over her wide eyed lips

Till your an orgasm I can sip

Serious Stimulation and Persistent Pressure
I Aim to Please at any undisclosed Measure

Curved for your Grafenberg
Not even a sentence is spoken after words
Walls wetting my width... A spiritual highness couldn't compare to this lift
Cumin' at the cusp of your Cervix

Ride this Erection Reverse
till you're so Wet you give the ocean a Fever pitch Thirst
Slow Sexing you from behind with arms around your sides playing with your nipples at rise

From the back of your head I could feel the passion in your Eyes
Slow grinding till only sleep can subdue your Unstable Thighs

Leave you Mentally liquefied and Subconsciously soaking
Walls are to be mural by width that's woven

I slip inside You
Slide on the Curve Side Ways and Grind when you Touch Base
Kerosene in the Cornea of your Fuck Face

Cum Suck Taste

You like it tied up, nipples pinched, hair griped tight, ribs bent side ways, ankles hand cuffed, ass spread open and mouth duck taped


Write poetry all over your Deep Back in Heat
Our Bodies cross boundaries like lines subtract Traffic
Sex driven till Rubbers Blow Off

I'll paint an Orgasmic Mural dripping off the frames of your Canvas
and
Go down on our city like Transit
Diggin' you out like D.E.P Drastic Electric Passion

Spurts of pleasure cream your Deep Walls
I just wana make you Squirt enough to Sprinkler the White House Lawn

Life must go on
Which is impossible with out sex, the physical
But Spirits Exchange with Passion- Beyond the Prior

With my Lips Sipping your Orgasm


R-Vin H. {Ink} ©2010