In the queer male world we talk a lot about pride… We talk about gay pride but not gay shame… Shame born of the fact that few of us fit the intensely sculpted archetypes of beauty to whom we pay allegiance… Shame born of internalized homophobia and the catty pettiness […]
You tantalize and synthesize… You rise and fly and prophesize… You are a pin-up playboy with seductive eyes… You are a conduit for dreams waiting to be realized… The energy that flows is infectious and potent… We conjure rites of passage and divine tantric potions… Your sex magic fuels […]
You are an intergalactic missionary dancing to the throb of pulsating rhythms… You heal schisms and conjure visions—imagining the power to transform this system… With the moon in Virgo I feel pride and elation rise to the surface conveying all that you mean to my spirit and my passion… We […]
Your energy is seismic, electric, and magnetic… We fuse our hybrid imaginations into a psychic storm that is visceral and kinetic… You seduce with your eyes, with your mind, and with your fire… You transform the sexually transactional into an act of sacred pride… The power of the hypno-erotic unleashes […]
You are branded in technicolor—fierce and resonant… The iconography of many cultures manifests on your body—intricately executed and spiritually sacrosanct… You are a powerfully unique being and this potency is manifested in this prophetic tattoo—this creation that expresses all that you are and all that you aspire to do… […]
The future of the future will still contain the past—your energy is like a tsunami igniting an erotic cosmic match…we never know what blessings we will find on this sacred karmic path—we dedicate our souls to creative liberation rooted in the present while honing our craft… I will be a […]
I invite you into this moment as he embraces you within his arms—I invite you into my present and the power of two to become one… This is digitized cylon sensuality transpiring within my mind–it is a subterranean erotic uprising transforming lust into a liberating grind… We can visualize sexual […]
You unveil epic strength embedded in each of your eyes—you are an insurrectionary army in supple erotic disguise…we reclaim sacred land with the clarity of our minds—we chart a path to liberation when we dance, writhe, and grind… We build decolonized power in the heart of empire—we seek indigenous wisdom […]
This is a fantasy and a vision—it is a vector in the exercise of erotic imagination… I saw your lips meet those of your dancer, and I imagined that they were my own… I imagined the contours of your body as they channel the power of godlings of the subconscious… […]
Here I am: right were I need to be… This perfect June sky approaching sunset—delicate blues and pinks dancing in the stratosphere Dancing like we danced in the streets hours ago—celebrating the growing power of the struggle for trans and queer liberation…. This is my first fully clean Pride… The […]
Their eyes pulsate with emotion… All of their limbs are taut and ready animated by the urgency of the moment… These are the guardians of that which was not taken These shamanic warriors defend the motherland, guarding space for our people to thrive… We whose ancestors were expropriated fight for […]
Your pores exude a savage musky intensity, suggesting exquisite power and confidence… I feel your chest next to mine and I am intensely aroused… I feel our hips locking into synchronicity and I feel my snake magic rising to the surface of awareness… You are cock diesel—a master of seductive […]
Deep within, the pulse of passion inspires the mind into a state of elation… Palpitation and exhilaration conjure a sacred dance of tantric energy… We gather our vespers and vixens—our shamans and our pole dancers… We imagine a new sensual landscape liberated from the shackles of patriarchy and heterosexual dictatorship… […]
God and goddess fuse into one—we dance under the moon and frolic in the sun…this is a mythological rewiring of an ancient story of creation—it is a deep dive into the diaspora from which our people come… love is our god and sex is our goddess—this visceral synergy gives form […]
I am conjuring a metaphor—I am conjuring a rhyme…the fractals animating my imagination are sinking deep roots in my mind…I heed the polyvalent technicolor narratives conveyed by our planets in orbit–the power of astrological wisdom helps me live most fully in the present… a cosmic conjecture is a wild psychic […]
I am a human being suffering from the human condition—I am psychosis and neurosis: I am mania and depression…I feel things to the bone and I seek the deepest truth—I imagine my tribe as a cyber-wired batalion of Jedi troops…I am not your poison—I am not psychically toxic…I register the […]