Thursday, May 2, 2013

BLOOD GOD

Fundamentalists are to be taken seriously. Their faith, historically, leads to blood baths. What is inherent within the blood religions: Christianity, Islam and Judaism? What is within Jesus of Nazareth that coldly dispenses judgement and death to non-believers? And Moses and the other patriarchs? What of them? We have a lot of questions to ask of ourselves and each other, if we are to live on the planet. We run the risk if a superior race of people land upon Earth from other planets, or galaxies, and perceiving the spirit of the atmosphere treats us as Whites treated the rest of the world and subjugates us all? - Gregory E. Woods 2.19.13

Pitit Neg Ahier

This is what Nigerians have adopted as religion; Death and destruction of each other.

Vodun/vodou practioners have never been on a quest to conquer or save souls, nor have they deliberately raging war against people who have different views. However, the Abrahamic faith based religion is definitely the soundtrack for violence..

In this image taken from TV showing the bodies of victims of inter-faith violence as a crowd gathers around, in the town of Dogo Nahawa, Nigeria, about three miles (five kilometers) south of the city of Jos, Sunday March 7, 2010. Rioters armed with machetes slaughtered more than 200 people on Sunday, many of them women and children, which are being collected from where they lay, in the streets of this central Nigerian town.
(AP Photo/NTA TV)







The Legend of Thunderhawk




 
 
Note: This is the first in a series about Thunderhawk
 

Thunderhawk was a red tail hawk that lived in the area of Eastern Tennessee known as happy valley, which is nestled in the beautiful Smoky Mountains. All creatures, both great and small knew of Thunderhawk. The massive redtail was a great hunter, with extraordinary strength, speed and agility. Thunderhawk was an unbelievable sight. His massive body, the awesome blaze of white across the front of his body, the majestic manner in which he soared and the way the sun glistened off of his striking red tail feathers made this hawk a sight to see! His face appeared to be etched in granite by the finest sculptor in the world. He was extraordinarily beautiful, yet frightening. The very sight of him sent shivers up and down the spines of all of the creatures of happy valley. Many animals and birds in happy valley had fallen prey to the powerful Thunderhawk. His hunting prowess was legendary throughout happy valley and all of Eastern Tennessee and Western North Carolina.


The legend of Thunderhawk was born when a young Cherokee warrior discovered the bird at the verge of death. Thunderhawk was only six months old and had been shot by a careless human. The young warrior, who was named "Running Deer" was foraging for food when he came upon the critically wounded hawk. It was a terrible day, with powerful thunderstorms ripping through happy valley.


Running Deer gently picked Thunderhawk up and put him in his buckskin pouch, speaking to him softly with reassuring words as he returned to his camp. Upon returning to camp, Running Deer ever so gently took the bird out of his pouch. As the youth picked the dying hawk up to look into it's eyes, a tremendous clap of thunder echoed down from the heavens. The young Cherokee decided to name the beautiful raptor "Thunderhawk", to immortalize the moment that he and the bird had shared. It was an acceptance of each other and a lifelong promise to remember this powerful moment.


Running Deer spent the next year of his life away from his family, tending to the young hawk. The hawk responded with a will to live that the young Cherokee had never seen before. He would constantly speak softly and with great kindness to the beautiful bird. As Running Deer spoke to the hawk, it would look directly and intently, deeply into his eyes. The two had formed a special bond that most creatures can never experience. The closeness that the two developed was a big factor in the healing of Thunderhawk.


The hawk grew stronger and more powerful with each passing day. The young Cherokee was amazed at the size, strength and beauty of the redtail. Finally, one beautiful spring day, around the time when the deer bear their young, Running Deer knew that the time had come for him to return to his family and leave his special friend. His heart was overwhelmed with emotion as he began to break camp. Clearly, the hawk knew something was happening. He was very excitable and stayed very close to his Cherokee savior.

In an emotional, softly spoken farewell, Running Deer tried to explain what was happening. As he spoke, he began to remember all of the different things that had happened over the past year. He remembered how at first, he thought that the hawk would certainly die. Running Deer remembered how he had worked with Thunderhawk to help him learn about hunting and how inquisitive the red tail had been on so many different occasions. It had been a wonderful experience and he knew that he would never forget any of it. He wondered about how Thunderhawk would do on his own. He knew that the hawk was a tremendous hunter, so any fears were most likely unfounded. As he said his final farewell and turned to leave, Thunderhawk did something quite unexpected. He flew down onto the ground and grabbed Running Deer's pantleg! He began to tug at first gently, and then more aggressively.


The young Cherokee was deeply moved and sort of chuckled at the huge bird's actions. Running Deer stooped down and looked Thunderhawk directly in the eyes. "I must go now my friend. I will always remember you and your brave spirit. I know that I will probably never see you again, but I will never forget this special experience." The hawk seemed to understand. He let go of the pantleg and Running Deer slowly began to walk away. Thunderhawk took off and flew up into the sky. The Cherokee looked up in awe at the sight of this magnificent bird soaring up above him. The hawk began speak to Running Deer, "Screeee...Screee". The young Cherokee could not help but smile. He now was certain that the hawk would be fine!


The first year after Running Deer left, Thunderhawk worked hard to perfect his skills. He learned that he could make animals and birds flee easily. He realized that they were all scared of him. Sometimes, when he wasn't hungry, and felt mischievous, he would fly over one animal or another in a manner that caused his great shadow to pass directly over the target of his fun. Immediately, the creature would scamper, full speed for cover. It made the great hawk smile.
Other times, he would simply let out a call, "Screee...Screee", and enjoy a similar reaction. Thunderhawk would never forget the lessons that Running Deer had taught him. Especially how the young man had saved his life. The hawk was aware that he would have died without the assistance of the Cherokee. by Geoff Hampton

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

BURIED ALIVE IN MY MEMORY

"Of all the times to die my mother chose to die when she did, and within the strange minutes seeing her body buried (yesterday) I discovered the frailties of my soul. The cracking sound it made. The unforgiving revelation that Mommy is gone was made permanent and surreal watching a machine lower 2000 lbs. of metal, and concrete into a muddy hole that is holding her frail, cancer-ridden body for as long as the art of preservation holds her still, and entombed. 

It is an absurd notion but the question came to mind, "Will resurrection be forbidden in such expensive materials?"

Within every hour since questions came with each crying spell. "Will I learn how to become a pillar in the family? How did Mommy and Daddy know how to be pillars? Am I in the steps, the stages they learned how to be pillars? So much I don't know, and so much I feel beyond the words I am skilled with. . ." 

- your son, Gregory 
5.1.13


Dance of Life into Death. . .
jan. 12, 2013
SEX AND GOD



LAWS OF SPIRIT


The law of Intimacy states that in true intimacy flesh merges with flesh, and spirit with spirit. In intimacy, sexual energy and spiritual energy are recognized as one. Sexual energy is seen as the creative energy of the universe.~ Deepak Chopra



BAYWATCH

"Splash" NICOLE EGGERT
Baywatch actress & SPLASH reality star
Nicole Eggert
Nicole Eggert - IMDb

What full bodied man in the world didn't watch BAYWATCH in the 1980's and early '90's? My friends and I called it Babe Watch. Red swimsuits, dynamic intro music, slim muscular bodies, passable story lines; it was a dream in its day, and we tried not to miss it. It was a rite. Something you did on the day it came on: watch it, and cheer during the commercials.

Well those women are older women now. Eggert is on the reality show SPLASH. It is a diving contest. Seems dangerous, but people love it. The diving is from heights I wouldn't dare dive from, but knowing me it would be tempting to try if a professional showed me how. There is nothing insightful to say. I just remembered the fun of watching Babe Watch when I saw her picture.

Two personalities, Pamela Anderson, and Traci Bingham stand out. Traci stood out because she broke a taboo. She was a Black woman. When she showed up even more Black guys tuned in. Wives did too, because of the acknowledgement of the splendor of Black women's beauty of body and form. She was a bit skinny, but she was brown, and she represented the race well. She was forgiven to a large degree, for posing for Playboy magazine.

Pamela Anderson somehow conjured up feelings around the whole image and allure of the accessible, and inaccessible dream of a white woman. You couldn't tell if her beauty and appeal was tempered by high intelligence, or if she was hanging on to the notion of beauty in the sense of Marilyn Monroe's mystique, and legend being a linear line of ascent. ~ Gregory E. Woods 5.1.13


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Nicole Eggert
Eggert, Nicole

Traci Bingham wet in white !!!!


Pamela Anderson strolled through sunny Malibu perfectly fresh faced !!!!




Traci Bingham is so bright & pretty !!!



What we don't know. . .


AFFIRM it


"The deeper mysteries of life live where we fear to tread, and climb where we fear the heights, and plunge into where we forgot we come from." – Gregory E. Woods 2.9.13

Richard Sanchez's Photography




Spiritual Practice



asana I can't see myself doing !!!!

"Yoga has been practiced for more than 5,000 years, and currently, close to 11 million Americans are enjoying its health benefits. Yoga can hardly be called a trend. Most Westernized yoga classes focus on learning physical poses, which are called asanas. They also usually include some form of breathing technique and possibly a meditation technique as well. Some yoga classes are designed purely for relaxation. But there are styles of yoga that teach you how to move your body in new ways. Choosing one of these styles offers the greatest health benefits by enabling you to develop your flexibility, strength, and balance." –  Zenity Fitness





A growing body of research shows that yoga can improve sex and may even prevent and treat sex problems by increasing the overall health of the cardiovascular system."