If there is a paedophile over the age of 25, still living, still breathing, living good in this “free world” & you, as their parent, uncle, grandpa “male elder” etc are fully aware of their transgressions against children… YOU are a failure. As the protector of the family, YOU were to eliminate ALL threats at the first sign of imbalance.. Especially when your sister/cousin/niece decided she was only going to attract loser men, incapable of actively consitent fatherhood, to reproduce with thus placing said burden on YOUR shoulders. You’re a failure & so is she!
Yes, I’m aware we live in the “sexual liberation” age, but that shit is null & void when children are being born into YOUR living second pubescent life at 35..
When that child starts acting out, running away, being “fass/manish” in school & everywhere, performing UNSPEAKABLE acts on other children, instead of getting them help… instead of intervening with concern, finding out WHO turned them into this child preying entity, you beat them. Not because you want to correct the behavior. it’s because YOU knew something was wrong. YOU knew you were failing somewhere down/up the line and now “outsiders” know your little charade is up. You defied god/intuition & your child.. OUR communities are paying the ultimate price. Continue reading Dear elder males, you failed.→
Throughout this blog, I’ve spoken strictly from the neglected root chakra perspective via childhood sexual trauma. As i work my way up the “self- correcting” ladder that is the chakra system, reprogramming generational effects of being born in the “first world.” As unsettling as it is, i have to admit that it’s become more evident, that we’re being attacked on all fronts.. simultaneously at the heart & root level.. There’s no reaching the crown without a fully activated heart.. there’s no reaching the heart when the foundation is cracked.. ironically the heart is the only organ standing at the gates that unites the upper 3 & lower 3 chakras. When an organism sees no benefit in its Being FULLY functional, that vital organ no longer has a purpose to fuel said organisms continued survival.
The heart is such a beautifully chaotic organ. On the surface all we see is the rhythmic pulsating action of said organ’s synchronized chaos involuntarily fighting for a living, breathing [both rebellious ungrateful, by society’s design] organism who refuses to even acknowledge its purposeful existence.
but before I get too deep, here’s a few meme’s depicting the collective mentality of a population under the influence of westernized “first world” culture.
And in true westernized society fashion, I present to you… Supplementation.
It’s my observation that one has to experience all 7 stages of grief to activate all 7 chakras.. Yes, some stages repeat but that’s only because one hasnt mastered the lesson. Of course this is from a rudimentary perspective as I Am still coming into this Knowing of self. So with that being said, eventually I’ll go more in depth regarding each stage but im going to stop here for now. Thanks for reading.
Love & Lust feel nothing alike… I mean absolutely nothing alike. And I’m trying to decide from whose perspective shall I speak Or to whom the subject matter should be geared towards, but fellas try being direct with these females because they don’t really comprehend “nice no’s.” Before i dive into it, LADIES: let me give you a quick tip on how to discern whether it’s lust controlling him or not…
Fellas, back to yall.. They’re having trouble wrapping they’re mind around the services you’re providing as a warm body, fire head game &/or between consistent schlong stamina. Your man meat unlocks years of trauma.. I’m talking generational trauma but isn’t it funny how once the seed is spilled you snap back to reality out of that trance like state? While she head over heels in love sex high off adrenaline & oxytocin, on the other hand is up washing your dishes.. folding your clothes, liking All your damn profile pics and all you were looking for was a little release therapy…
Now you got 2 options..
1) Cut her off. Cold turkey [or at least attempt to]
2) Drag it out because she looks at least halfway decent, mediocre head, phenomenal body, plus she lets you [insert fetish here] til “she” MAKES you snap or you put a baby in her.
Ahh fuq it!!! Do what thou whilst.. Make the most of this human experience.. Pick your poison. But remember I told you.. Love feels nothing like lust. Thanks for reading.
People see erratic sexual behavior as “bad” or negative.. but from my perspective it’s just misdirected stagnant root chakra healing energy..
I’ve met countless “knock-knee” women with the touch of an angel, who feel their soul purpose is to be the sacrificial lamb of intimacy deprived males & females.. If only they/we knew.
**Knock Knee Woman: During childhood, As a defense mechanism to protect your genitalia from fondling, Your legs turned inward as opposed to remaining bow-legged & open** (Jewel Pookrum or Francis Cress Welsing [Ase’] said this sometime ago) Thus shutting down your security in being feminine..
Too many males walking around phallus on full salute towards any & everything walking.. And for why? For what? Because they ALL need healing.. WE all need healing and it’s in the touch.. the tone of voice.. #melodic the sway of the hips.. #waves the “swag” or rhythm in his step.. #rhythmAndBlues
Due to our ignorance & generational rug-sweeping.. They have mastered the art of manipulating said Power, for THEIR greater good.. Black woman, black man take y/our power back.. ✊
Thanks for reading. #theDragonflyAffect #darkYogi ✌
Drinking from another woman creates an insatiable thirst.
Observing orgasmic convulsions from another woman creates an image only comparable to that of waves in the ocean.
The arch of her spine starts at the neck. Which looks as if the brain & lower spinal cord are uniting for the first time.. electrically. And the “waves” in between creates the arching motion.. gently, and which each flick of the tongue to her clitoris, grip of the thigh, caress of her calves, the arch deepens. Her voice jumps an octave, and the earth-quakes. Tsunami.
Black woman, insatiable. #waves #darkYogi #theDragonflyAffect
Til you play in the shadows of your mind, love, you’ll never be free.. So when you’re ready, I challenge you to Come die with me.. For in death, love has no expiration date.. In my hearts home, i offer you everlasting death/life.. But only when YOU are ready.. til then, Look for me in the shadows of your mind. Love YOU there, first.. So The rest can align..
You look “better”when the lights are off.. And I now understand why i hate it here. At night you people illuminate the shadows with Christmas lights as if it’s all “fun & games.” Scantily clad, smiling women with crying eyes and painted faces, at every entrance.. Excess, greed & debauchery dwell here and It is not that I’m against any of this. I just… This place is a physical manifes…tation of my OWN mind. And it’s changing.. Everyday the old mind, is changing.. but this “city of sins” is a stark reminder of where I’ve been, where people are, and where others can only DREAM of visiting… my mind. I see the best & worst parts of it here… But it’s daytime, I have no CHOICE but to see you/me for the predatory beast you/we are… #darkYogi#firstWorld in the #thirdWorld#theDragonflyAffect
I had to put my little red-bone fetish aside for this one… Let’s get right to it.
You people praising #Korryn should be on suicide watch… Living vicariously through someone who all but BLATANTLY told police that they were going to HAVE TO KILL HER “tuh-day,” not tomorrow, but “tuh-day.” The ‘folks’ stood there pleading with her, (a good 5-7minutes longer than #SandraBland extra rude self) NOT to do this, and the fact that she would rather die than comply speaks volumes… but I digress
Without going too far into detail, I knew May 2016 was going to be the beginning/ending of a chapter… The beginning/ending of an era.. The death/birth of a being.. no, an entity bigger than myself. A movement of sorts…. But first, parts of the hyper-aware conscious/yang left-brained self, needed to be sacrificed… That harsh cold hyper-judgmental part of self.. the hyper-discernment (not hypervigilant because there’s a difference… trust!) All the rules I set for myself.. boundaries I vowed to NEVER cross… I, with all the vigor & self-righteousness of a southern Baptist bible belt raised Virgo, with one swig of a bottle, I forsaked them all!!! This short story, was the initiation… the joining of the heart ceremony… shadow-self & the light… when predator met the perfect prey… oh yeah, and the consummation of our “Unholy Matrimony” between two souls of female African descent on the banks of America’s very own Nile… Now, Prepare to sip your judgmental tea while reading such alluring FILTH…
It all made sense last night. Why my brothers and sisters (skin-folk) molested me. Why my brothers (skin-folk) raped me… Spread rumors of how their “CONQUEST” enjoyed it.. The shredding of her hymen.. The terror oops I mean LUST in her eyes.. The smile i painted on when returning home later that evening.. The self-preserving smile I was “self-taught” to display to hide the shame of no longer being a Virgin… the guilt of under-age drinking that sweet Peach Boone’s Farm.. Hanging & watching adult movies with 16yr old teenaged male step-cousins & step-sisters… the pain radiating between my thighs yet trying with all my might to not LOOK broken.. The fight to keep my head held high at school.. the fight to remain “focused” on the positives in life.. The physical fight I CHOSE (fight, flight, or freeze) to not put up being (what I perceived to be) that I was both physically out-matched, out witted and outnumbered… I froze. The mantra that states this too shall pass… the law of detachment (from the physical body/realm).. Yep, at the tender age of 11, Young Dragonfly began to master the art of “faking it” for the next 15+ years of her life… That day I accepted that my body no longer belonged to me… Continue reading Intro to Dragonfly….→
Dragonfly: symbolizes change & change in the perspective of self realization… the kind of change that has its source in mental/emotional maturity and the understanding of the deeper meaning of life. "- www.dragonfly-site.com Affect: To have an influence on or effect change.