the measure of... me






"And the evening and the morning were the first day" Genesis 1
ever wondered why the... scriptures... phrase it that way?
what exactly were the... prophets... trying to say?
perhaps the measure of time... did not begin with the sun... instead...
it's mother... is the moon, it is She... who gives birth thru her... night...
nurturing him... in the darkness of her... womb... giving him... dee'light.
hmmm... what are we to assume?
while contemplating this metaphor her... image came to mind...
aaaah! this! is what i... met her for... so she and i can...
come... together... a love divine... giving birth to... the cycles of... time.
i bow to her... the sun sets and She... ascends to her... heavenly throne...
we... give birth to a... UnIverse and... call it... home!




O nwo Olodumare l'oju l'oju (looking at god in heaven)
O nwo ara aye l'enu. (looking at humans on earth)
Isoro Orun, e wa ba mi t'oro yii se, Isoro Orun. (heavenly spirits, descend and make this ritual a success for me, heavenly spirits)
Isoro Orun, e wa ba wa tun oro yii se, Isoro Orun. (heavenly spirits, descend and make this ritual a success for us, heavenly spirits)
mother… earth… she… yin.
the rhythm of your movement… your biological… and celestial… nature…
it is… in you i... find… the womb… to give birth…
to the space… to a place… for… some time… to begin…
time to intone the… beautiful phrases … to invoke the energy of all! …your beautiful…phases… the magical ways… in which you express…
the many faces… the facets… the multiplicity… of this… ALL! i see…
this always changing, never-ending… creation…
while you… forever… remain the same…
and! maintain… the celestial cycle of the creative spirit…
in your rhythm… mmmm! that rhythm…
that wavelike rhythm of your… buttocks…
as they rock… keeping time… like… tick… tock
back and forth… while you walk… in a wavelike… wavelike… like…
my mother's hips?…
water…
omi-gbuu (the deep splashing water)
ojo-gbuu (the deep splashing rain)
omi, aribu-sola (water, one who makes the deep a place of honor)
abiyamo-afidi-soju-ona (one whose vagina is a road of passage)
abiyamo-abirin-welewele (the nursing mother of gentle strides)
yeah! my mother walks… and talks… with a rhythm… like the ocean
ogudu gbada… ogudu gbada… ogudu gbada… (the sound of sea waves)
yes!… my mother's hips are… wavelike… in motion.
and your honey breath… as you inhale… and exhale…
it whispers in my ear… as i seek to move in harmony…
with the rise and fall… of your life's cycle, the beat…
of your pulsing… heart… in tune… or… in time… with you.
because i realize your rhythm… mmmm!
that rhythm… izzzz… giving motion to the cycles of eternity,
and harmony with you… is the true… measure of a man.
i mean… speaking… my word… my bond… my life… my measure… as a man…
it is important that when i… measure.. my time…
it has been… well spent… in harmonious movement with the mother…
the earth… she… yin… balance to my yang…
the sacred synchronization of sun and moon… heavenly bodies on a horizontal plane…
moving in tune… shall come… wait!…go slow… not too soon…
AUMMM… KRIIMMM… BIG BANG!
Iiiiiyeee! poppy… yeah! …and you mommy…
are the high priest and high priestess of… this! most sacred alignment…
we set the tone… the tune… the sun… the moon…
the heavenly rhythm… hmmmm! we set a universe in motion
yeah!… earth… she… yin… my… sacred womb(man)…
i want to spend some quality… time… with you…
so that you… can measure the man… that… i am…
as i move in harmony to your rhythm… to your… motion...
to the undulating waves… of your ocean…
ogudu gbada… ogudu gbada… ogudu gbada…
that rhythm… mmmm! that rhythm…
Iya mi Osun ati Isoro Orun, e wa ba mi t'oro yii se, Iya mi Osun ati Isoro Orun.
Ase… Ase… Ase…
To… To… To…

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