Sunday, April 30, 2017

More To being a MAN: a riddle

The sacred dimensions geometry pulls into the equation & understanding of a woman's body
is the mysterious craft of perception from a higher order of being a man.
- Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories 5.28.16


It is Who We Are!

alternative model's alternative body art is a story from a realm of being not too familiar...
© Nick Atkins Photography

model for Babes With Blackened Hearts teasing or taunting the camera.

 Body art is put on with pain, I understand from artists, upon people willing and able to put up with the pain for the sake of expression. We all have stories to tell and understandings we value, we need to convey through symbols. It is one of the distinguishing things about people animal people don't struggle with as a species. - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 6/19/16

Saturday, April 29, 2017

Trumps Real Agenda Revealed: Special Report

Moving ART Works...

Jesse Lee Denning

Well, I am an admirer of art, its variety and degrees of ability to separate from the common place the extreme, and the magical elements. And art's ability to allow glimpses into the other realms is equally compelling.

Whomever the artist is who developed a story upon Jesse Lee Denning's body is just as much a participant with other people from other realms who do the same in their worlds through art. You, see each world reflects the other. How it is seen is based upon remembrance, and longing for what is just out of reach of our ability to touch with any of our senses.
Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 5.27.16

Jesse Lee Denning body art work.

NSFW Album of CallieJane is here.

Friday, April 28, 2017

Say It In Red.

Rosa Brighid at Paul's Studio Manor House Event. June 3, 2016 !!!!

The body in this dress is full, strong and demanding.

Elegance, poise and pretense pass for sophistication in today's world.
- Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories 6.28.16

Shut The Front Door!

2 women from New Zealand.

Kiowa girls, 1890.

Gibson Sunny, a pleasant enough woman it seems, said, "Guess what I just made for Dump Trump?
A batch of shut the fucupcakes!"

It is a mean thing for anybody to say to each other, but the president of your country? I winced first hearing it, but I don't object on the grounds that people react to the spirit people put out and Donald Affront made a specific point to be clear about his disregard for women disavowing any commitment to their well-being. Political differences are political differences, but embodying the very evil your country is known and feared for, and has been ashamed of without regard for the ripple affect across the globe of your presidential actions is a different matter when the president of your country demonstrates continually his disregard for law, procedure, diplomacy, knowledge, tact and care.

Women matter in every way possible despite the exclusion they endure. Every war is in conflict with women, and each war women are against is promptly dismissed as poppycock by warmongers and profiteers. It is disrespectful the way men are subtly trained to tune women out. We are never aware of the tendency until a woman or two has had enough, complained enough about it, and had a fit of rage, which we tremble before!

On the national front I believe the insult President Bush gave the white mother protesting the Iraqi invasion by dismissing her saying (and I am paraphrasing) the government would not listen to the words of a grieving mother told the national truth. I believe he spoke for millions of men. Now, this leads me to the question upper most in my mind right now:

"What is harder for a man to shut out of his head: his conscience, or a woman's mouth?"

Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories
Feb. 10, 2017

Tonkawa, member of what once was a plains nomadic tribe in Texas and Oklahoma - 1898

KILLING their softness.

"Killing Black women is killing their spirit in God's name, some say by their actions."
photo by Claudio Vignola of Emily.


Jada Fire, one of the most debased whores online has to be a puzzle, an enigma. We need to pray for the safety of her soul on Earth, our Mother. May she reconnect to the Earth, our Mother.  Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories


Thursday, April 27, 2017

POISE a question, a state of being composed.

Poonam Pandey at premiere of Nasha Movie

Aishwarya Rai resplendent on the red carpet in purple at Cannes Film festival 2010.

Kareena Kapoor 2

Today's Star

Eva Marie is a WWE, World Wrestling Entertainment, Diva wrestler
with a great strength, especially for a newbie wrestler.


Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Ella Fitzgerald: recollections during Jim Crow

Ella Fitzgerald recording in a studio.

When she began to put on weight her sensuality increased embodying something men wanted to hold, become a part of, as she got deep into the lyrics and swelled within the songs like a lady. Jazz and sensuality moved women and shaped them. It was very different the things ladies of the darker hue, from Ella Fitzgerald's era, conjured. Not wanting to say words that will separate and make younger singers defensive, suffice it to say, jazz pulls out what the times require. - Gregory E. Woods, percussionist 4/25/17

Ella Fitzgerald deep in song.

"There is a resemblance between Ella Fitzgerald and Mahalia Jackson in their spirit and deep approach from within towards deep translation, reflection and knowing about song in relation to condition of the soul!" - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 4.25.17

Ella Fitzgerald onstage during the 1960's, maybe.

"I can hear my father making a bit deal about the sound and size of her voice back then!! We had a lot of voices developed to high level back then, and enjoyed live television. It was a natural format for TV because the previous generation grew up on live entertainment. It means a lot being exposed to musicians and singers constantly developing before live audiences beyond expectations. The tempo of the bands fluctuated and not every note was perfect. It kept the sound fresh and organic free of the pretense of machines today's audiences are used to. Why this is an important footnote is obvious to one mindset, another? Well." - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 4.25.17

Ella Fitzgerald adored by Dizzy Gillepsie (r.) and support by top ranked bassist, Ray Brown and other musicians I can't right remember right now.

That's Dizzy Gillespie and Ray Brown in the background! God, that must've been a helluva sound. This has to be in the 1940's. One had to be unbelievably sharp to be onstage with the likes of these musicians. I often ponder the internal strength it took to be a Colored artist in those day. I have wondered . . . "Could any of today's Colored musicians have developed the what for to survive and live through Jim Crow under those circumstances?" - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 4.25.17

Reconstruct the relationship of self to society.

Paris Hilton, 35, wearing a semi-sheer, pink and black sequined mini dress in London profiling in shades. (2016)

"Reality stars have made an indelible impression upon fertile minds, and stale mindsets. We feel like rustled children, those of us who have any sense about ourselves, in front of television sets as news shows capture and incorporate that juvenile feeling into the mechanisms of reporting what is happening in the world. In a country people fear, and look up to making sure they are not next on our target list, we come across as fools on the international stage because we are unable to connect the dots to our moral contradictions and ingratitude. We have enviable things and ways of life people like to be a part of; but the moral integrity we believe we have is mistaken, by most Americans invested in being white and above all of Nature, and others, makes us good when in fact our fundamental story is no more than a history of murder.

Our national anthem is our lie to our souls. Our pledge of allegiance needs to be believed in to support the national myth, and worshiped as well as sung at every ball game, and the start of every school day. I hated it in school. When I was eight years old I announced to my mother I would no longer pledge allegiance to the flag. I couldn't speak as well as I do now, but I conveyed, as best I could, the conflict of the words against being Indian I felt within the context of the pledge, the stories told in history and government class clash against truths. I felt the lie, and being raised not to lie, singing a lie tormented my young mind; so I stopped and never sang the song again and have never pledged to the American flag since. Only one person offended by my stance voiced his objection: a retired general.

Bill was an old man in my Rotary club. In fact, I was the youngest member at the time, in what was one of the smallest Rotary clubs in Rotary. Rotary is a club founded over a hundred years ago for white business men with a common interest to serve their communities and the world-at-large. Since white women sued and won in court women's presence and the international groups of Rotary have expanded, keeping their numbers high despite the decrease of interest in helping others, that is a part of the make up of young Americans. . ."

The rest of the story will be in my upcoming book. But, if you want to understand how such a subject can evolve place yourself in a place to be shattered by the dynamics of racial politics with an intent to become who you were meant to be, not as one approved by white people, but as divinity dictates.

Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories
April 25, 2017

flag & Jessica Alicia Bertrand by Curtis Noble on 4th of July

Grandmother Lakshmikutty

"This ancient knowledge can be received gratefully, but the sadness of her place in the world is how many don't have the relationships this Grandmother comes from and has to share with people, who need her, but are disconnected from the world she knows.

I marvel how she bridged a gap 'experts' claim cannot happen.
Lakshmikutty has the memory skill of those not influenced by Western energies and she has Western education that would and can and does limit the capacity of the mind to remember 500 medicines in a lifetime. That is beyond surfing. It is the medium work of those in the world we live in and not in the world most live in. She lives within and lives without the ego that makes Western living feel better than it is
." - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories [4.25.17]

Lakshmikutty by Sreekesh Raveendran Nair in her home.

Grandmother of the jungle: This Kerala tribal woman can prepare 500 medicines from memory

By Haritha John on March 10, 2017 in Health and Hygiene

She lives in a small hut with a palm leaves roof in a tribal settlement, deep in the forest of Kallar in Thiruvananthapuram district.

Lakshmikutty, a 75-year-old tribal woman is a poet, poison healer and teacher at Kerala Folklore Academy.  

With medicinal herbs and plants surrounding her small hut, hundreds trek to the forests to visit Lakshmikutty, who offers herbal treatment for poisoning. But it’s not only medicine that she has to offer but she also helps calm those affected with her gentle words, which can last for hours.    
All her knowledge on herbal treatment, she says, was passed on from her mother, who worked as a midwife. And with neither Lakshmikutty nor her mother making a written record of the medicinal plants and their uses, the Kerala Forest Department has decided to compile a book based on her expertise.  

“I can prepare about 500 medicinal treatments from memory. Till now I have not forgotten them. But people come here for poison treatment mainly snake or insect bites,” she says.

Her dream, she says, is to convert her hut into a small hospital, where patients requiring long-term treatment can continue to stay.

Many fondly refer to her as ‘Vanamuthassi’ (Grandmother of the jungle in Malayalam) but she is more than just that. Lakshmikutty also gives lectures on natural medicine at various institutions across the southern states.

“I have visited many places outside the forest. Met many people, but I belong here. My heredity exists here,” she notes.

It was in 1995 that Lakshmikutti got noticed by those outside her forest when she received the ‘Naattu Vaidya Rathna’ award (award for naturopathy) from the Kerala government.

“Till then people used to come here after hearing me from those I have already cured. Before 1995 people visited me from far off places but the number increased after I won the award,” she recalls. She has won numerous awards since then, with the latest coming from the Indian Biodiversity Congress in 2016.

Her persistence made her the only tribal girl from her area to attend school in the 1950s. “I still wonder how I went to school. I was persistent that I go to school and my father finally had to agree,” she laughs.  Together with two other boys from her settlement, Lakshmikutty walked 10 kilometres every day to get to school. She, however, studied only until class 8 as her school did not have higher education.

One of the boys she walked to school with, was her cousin Mathan Kaani, who she developed a deep friendship with, that eventually progressed to marriage. “He was with me in all my decisions and achievements. He used to tell me that I can achieve my goals even without him because I was a strong woman. He was the perfect partner from the day I got married at the age of 16 until he died last year,” she recounts.

Not wanting their children to face the same challenges they had undergone as tribals living in the forest, Lakshmikutty and her husband provided their children with a good education.

“I was adamant that my children should study. Nobody in our settlement gets an education, I consider it valuable,” she says.

But tragedy struck Lakshmikutty’s family.

“The most painful incident I have gone through is my elder son’s death. He was killed by a wild elephant,” she recalls. Her younger son also died in an accident. Another son is working as chief ticket examiner for the railways.

But beyond the world of natural medicine, Lakshmikutty is also known for her satirical poems and writings. She has written numerous articles ranging from tribal culture to the forests, which have been published by DC Books.

Her poems, she observes, can be recited on a rhythm. “These are simple words anybody can recite, it’s not in tribal language as you expect,” she smiles.

And despite all that she’s achieved, the 75-year-old woman insists, “The outer world has given me a lot, awards, honour, published books and so on. But I want to stay here. To live in the forest, you need courage.”

Edited by Anna Isaac
Pictures :  Sreekesh Raveendran Nair
First published on The News Minute

natural healer, Lakshmikutty by Sreekesh Raveendran Nair

2 Simple Expression

Daniela Alvarado is an art formed.

dark haired woman in jeans.


E Y E see you.

eyes of an NDN woman piercing into the soul.

Piercing into the soul eyes involuntarily evoke emotions, conjure up old memories, spark dreamtime for some, and see what is really there in the blink of an eye. It is an attribute of the eye science cannot recreate because the etheric qualities can touch, but not be touched, received, and given back without commitments to form this mysterious quality demands of science reverence and humility. But, science needs form to formulate re-creation strategies, and religion needs faith to believe. Children need neither to see who we are looking into our souls with their eyes.

This is all mystery
. - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Strength and Delicacies

Eva Marie, the American fashion model, actress, professional wrestler and valet Photoshoot at To the Extreme.
Amanda Seyfried in black gown & red heels !!!!


Dream Catcher !

Dark skinned woman and her dog.

D A M N ! ! ! !

Karen Alexander, top model

full sized perfection in tennis shoes.

Rihanna, the mystery of.

Fake hair, or ropes braided. Black men have long stopped expressing their views on the subject. It is better left alone. Let the daughters grow up with the conflicts of identity their mothers express but can't address. - Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories

Monday, April 24, 2017

Strong Change

Chelly Minyon Martin by Roland Dawson (2017)

pregnant woman by Roland Dawson

Pregnancy brings profound changes in the father. Women chose not to understand what they don't like about the conflicts pregnancy engineers within fathers. When those things are unleashed within a father older men, with wisdom and depth to that wisdom need to be sought and listened to. For, me it was my father, and for my brothers, who had children after I did, needed me to tell them what 'that' was within them. The point is: legacy and spiritual responsibility.

This may be muddled to a lot of women, but this photograph stirs the awakening!
- Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 4/10/17


Kenny Lee Photography titled Dryad. model Vivian Beck.
MUA by Angelique Mann. (June 242016)

10 minute live pose 2


Feel Free

Juno Brown free as a bird. (2013 August)

Just as much, and perhaps more difficulty goes into learning balance in an asana as is difficulty to master one's spirit and gain freedom from within. How these two concepts work corresponds with whether and if a person knows themselves, or wants to know!

Another way to say this is: "Just as much, and perhaps more goes into learning to balance in an asana as it is to be free from within."

Balance and mastery are relatives. Freedom comes from somewhere bondage begins. Freedom is not only a goal it is a study of why one is bound in either body or mind, spirit or emotion. Perhaps all those elements are in place to be enslaved, but being free of a master we can see, and what is within us recalls the lack of a balanced scope to view one's truth courageously? - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 5.16.16

Jennifer Hines on a trip with Learning Center in Florida
May 2015 with an alligator.


Sunday, April 23, 2017

Look in Deep.

Train tracks by Julia Ten Eyck.

"How can someone hold themselves in the world as a Christian if they believe Jesus is the only way? The answer to that question is a trail backwards to the churches of Europe. It is a riddle that often leaves Christians without the respect they think they deserve." - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 4/20/17

One Can HOPE

Lovers, one masked the other open and vulnerable.
May 23, 2011


I remember us,
the way we used to be,
I'd hold you in my arms,...

your smile so sweet to me,

But now when I see you,
you look right through me,
I feel so alone now,
but when I close my eyes...

...All I see is you.

The love we used to share,
gone up in whirl winds,
will I ever love,
or ever live again,

I am tired of crying,
and I am done trying,
To remember all about you,
but when I close my eyes...

...All I see is you.

All the love I am sending,
the memories I won't sell,
I know there must be an ending,
to the story I will tell,

I dream only of your love,
and happiness in life,
I try not to think of you,
but when I close my eyes...

..All I see is you.

- poet unknown. sorry.

All is LOVE

a Mother's Expression 
body art of a mother on a beach for InkSpired Magazine

Photos are tangible. What they capture is intangible in the best of photographs taken by the introspective photographers. This one right here captured something indispensable to a child: a mother's love. The body art added a beauty to what in itself is a tad beyond beautiful into something inexpressible.
Beyond that I am speechless! - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 7.24.16


Dark Woman, Pregnant Fine

pregnancy of hers has no words to convey the beauty, the warmth, the comfort of knowing deep things father and child will never know, only sense. - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories

"Pregnant Black woman's gentleness ceases and
begins a struggle between Life and Death. . ."
- Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories

"I am always astounded because I am in awe at the splendor of the way pregnant women of the darker hue expand the idea the Ancients left in them! There are other things that birth during the days of the carrying a child, but the beauty is the splendor, the holiness is the essence without words. May you breath and birth when it is time for the child to come forth!" - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 4/22/17

Pregnant Black mother in her joy.

My Protector by Sterling Brown

Saturday, April 22, 2017

Dick Knowledge ...

"Would you grab my hips and fuck me?" is what she asked for. "If you take it what kind of man are you?
If you don't take it (me) what have you passed up?"  These are the questions that come out of a woman to a man on the hunt for pussy!

- Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories