to the cosmic nomad wandering from one end of the universe to the other riding his faithful bull with no place to call home except the heart of the pure devotee, i offer one bilva leaf with all my love...
i need no ***** to fuel my flames, i need no drugs to make this claim, i need no stimulants to feed my passion, all i need are those kisses which you so cleverly ration
He For whom All objects in this universe Are merely a projection Of pure consciousness, Who willingly consumes The poison of human desires, And grants each true seeker The elixir of immortality, I offer one bilva leaf With all my love....
me too just groped by a president or two #me too just ***** by a senator or two #me too just fondled by a celebrity or two #me too just pinched by a pervert too
#me too where you care not to seek consent cos I'm a woman and therefore branding me to be "on sale too"
a black cobra with a raised hood slithers around his blue neck gaping in awe at the primordial being adorned with a crescent moon on his matted locks
even the dance of the atom comes to a standstill pausing to catch a glimpse of his half-smile delivered out of pure compassion for all human-kind, so caught up in their pettiness missing the bigger picture
parting with something dear subjugating personal desires giving up for a greater cause.... like a son sent to war for country sake, like selling her body each night to feed a big family, or seeing this brave mother donate vital organs to her dying son just to see him live for a few months more...