*Reclines and breathes out today shit*
BeGood.
Tuesday 24 April 2012
Friday 13 April 2012
Ben Watt & Stimming feat. Julia Biel - Bright Star (Sunset Mix)
The Sun really was setting.
And nothings changed :) ... My King.
And nothings changed :) ... My King.
Michael Jackson - They Don't Care About Us
The colours in this video remind of the sanctity of life.
The richness of breath. I was to be here.
People don't LISTEN to the lyrics of this song.
' But If Martin Luther was living... He wouldn't let this be.'
Find silence, and listen.
Blessed be your today.
The richness of breath. I was to be here.
People don't LISTEN to the lyrics of this song.
' But If Martin Luther was living... He wouldn't let this be.'
Find silence, and listen.
Blessed be your today.
Wednesday 11 April 2012
Thandiswa - Ingoma (official video)
Make love in liquid gold.. Hues of purples and blacks lie between your thighs...
Semblace of the bruises of animal love making, not the tormented kind.
FindLoveInFear.
Semblace of the bruises of animal love making, not the tormented kind.
FindLoveInFear.
Blackstar - Respiration ft. Common
Bless. the. day. we. all. f f f f f ffell. into. the. coooooonfinessss. aaaah. ooof. HipHop!
*moans and wipes sexy lady juices*
*exhales*
*moans and wipes sexy lady juices*
*exhales*
Lenny Kravitz - I Belong To You
*slips into cool lagoon*
Junkies, virgins, phallic addicts, kids? The trick is to
Find Love in music, always..
UB40 Many Rivers To Cross
RIP Kelesitse Tlale..
This was my maternal grans favourite song..
I share her name, her hair, and I hope, her heart..
We never got to meet, but I'm pretty sure she was dope.
I greet your spirit with the Suns warmth and cool water.
Love in fear.
This was my maternal grans favourite song..
I share her name, her hair, and I hope, her heart..
We never got to meet, but I'm pretty sure she was dope.
I greet your spirit with the Suns warmth and cool water.
Love in fear.
Tuesday 10 April 2012
joss stone - right to be wrong
Her voice - honey...
I have an unhealthy relationship with Miss Stones gift.
LoveInFear and Muzak. *MamaKellz says *salut!
Wednesday 28 March 2012
Tuesday 20 March 2012
Nujabes - Lady Brown (ft. Cise Starr)
He didn't sweep me off my feet, he just cleared the way so I could way without
Getting them dirty..
Loved.
Getting them dirty..
Loved.
Pete Philly - Us ft. Collective Efforts
My Mr.
This, is my ode to you.. I love you..
Friends, wombmen and dictators.. Junkies, children and icon worshippers..
BeBlessed.
This, is my ode to you.. I love you..
Friends, wombmen and dictators.. Junkies, children and icon worshippers..
BeBlessed.
Monday 19 March 2012
TSWA DAAR (full res) - Khuli Chana Ft. Notshi (OFFICIAL VIDEO)
3000 more views since Friday!!!
Kudos abhuti.
Friends, fiends, junkies, hoes and pretty men.. I give you
Khulani Morule.
Gcwala.
Kudos abhuti.
Friends, fiends, junkies, hoes and pretty men.. I give you
Khulani Morule.
Gcwala.
Friday 16 March 2012
HAWTHORNE HEADHUNTERS - IF YOU WERE MY BABY
Stand Back. Recline. Fuck Widdit.
*places umbrella towards sky space ... crosses the road... finds you*
Grown.
*places umbrella towards sky space ... crosses the road... finds you*
Grown.
talib kweli & hi tek - Love Language (Feat. Les Nubi - Refle
Soft brown lips met, thats when I knew that I loved you too.
Something for old souls.
*LoveLanguage
Something for old souls.
*LoveLanguage
These Hands..
These are the same hands that held my head in
Ecstasy when I first heard 'Umi Says',
The same hands that dripped with scented libations,
Libations for your forgiveness.
These hands warded off the Evils of the world,
By dressing your septic wounds with love
and deliberate vigour-
Vigour!
These are the same hands that cut themselves preparing your food,
Whilst these eyes watched you roll over in drunken slumber,
Whilst this womb ached and the onions turned translucent.
The same hands that ran your bath water,
Stirring ripples in its sea of healing -
To make sure the temperature was just right.
These are the same hands that ripped the flesh off
Of your love-making back
These, the same fingers that retraced her stolen kiss over the cusp
Of your lips.
And these are the same eyes that saw the truth in your eyes
Whilst these ears listened to you lie.
These,
The same hands that held your heart when you had lost your faith.
When the flesh of your kin was no longer,
These hands collected your sweet tears
And placed them in the river that your ancestors
Drink from.
These palms held the home of your child,
Yet the same hands turned to ash at your touch,
Flung, like seeds to the wind..
So tell me my King, why should I give you
My hands?
Ecstasy when I first heard 'Umi Says',
The same hands that dripped with scented libations,
Libations for your forgiveness.
These hands warded off the Evils of the world,
By dressing your septic wounds with love
and deliberate vigour-
Vigour!
These are the same hands that cut themselves preparing your food,
Whilst these eyes watched you roll over in drunken slumber,
Whilst this womb ached and the onions turned translucent.
The same hands that ran your bath water,
Stirring ripples in its sea of healing -
To make sure the temperature was just right.
These are the same hands that ripped the flesh off
Of your love-making back
These, the same fingers that retraced her stolen kiss over the cusp
Of your lips.
And these are the same eyes that saw the truth in your eyes
Whilst these ears listened to you lie.
These,
The same hands that held your heart when you had lost your faith.
When the flesh of your kin was no longer,
These hands collected your sweet tears
And placed them in the river that your ancestors
Drink from.
These palms held the home of your child,
Yet the same hands turned to ash at your touch,
Flung, like seeds to the wind..
So tell me my King, why should I give you
My hands?
Hi-Tek - The Sun God
If Life was fair, we'd all be at my place drinking good things, fuxing wit good people.
Find LoveInMuzak.
GoodMorning friends:)
Find LoveInMuzak.
GoodMorning friends:)
Thursday 15 March 2012
Her journey to self-discovery..
Her journey to self-discovery was a conversation,
A game of hide and GO!.....
Seek!
Between her soft fingers and the nestled
Sweetness that lay between her thighs.
Textures of soft and sticky pleasure
Welcomed her grown conversation with herself.
Her scent.
The ins and deliberate outs
Of her excitement sang a song
That most men would never understand.
Even stone throws went mute.
The way God forgave her
When all He wanted was to taste the wrath of her scent.
The way Orange Suns and Milky Moons rested their heads
On the crests of her pelvic bones
Throwing constellations and breathless nanoseconds
Across the expanse of her body.
Until insatiable screams and pleas left her flesh
And rode on the backs of African nymphs.
Smelting Egyptian gold for her body's fortress
Wrapping silk whispers across the back
And front of her brown legs.
Melting into warmth and sweet solitude.
God watched as her journey to self-discovery
Turned to drum-hide-beating and whispered falsettos.
He feasted from a honey nest that only mad men hungered for.
He called on Selassie to view the the pleasures of pink and browns
Whites and Sunlight.
Buddha too obliged,
Raining rays of sunshine on her bed of
Pleasure.
Her journey of self-discovery.
A game of hide and GO!.....
Seek!
Between her soft fingers and the nestled
Sweetness that lay between her thighs.
Textures of soft and sticky pleasure
Welcomed her grown conversation with herself.
Her scent.
The ins and deliberate outs
Of her excitement sang a song
That most men would never understand.
Even stone throws went mute.
The way God forgave her
When all He wanted was to taste the wrath of her scent.
The way Orange Suns and Milky Moons rested their heads
On the crests of her pelvic bones
Throwing constellations and breathless nanoseconds
Across the expanse of her body.
Until insatiable screams and pleas left her flesh
And rode on the backs of African nymphs.
Smelting Egyptian gold for her body's fortress
Wrapping silk whispers across the back
And front of her brown legs.
Melting into warmth and sweet solitude.
God watched as her journey to self-discovery
Turned to drum-hide-beating and whispered falsettos.
He feasted from a honey nest that only mad men hungered for.
He called on Selassie to view the the pleasures of pink and browns
Whites and Sunlight.
Buddha too obliged,
Raining rays of sunshine on her bed of
Pleasure.
Her journey of self-discovery.
Conflict Of The Soul - Ms[isis]* Higher Quality
This Queen though.. *insert content sigh here*
May your morning be blessed!
Camagu - DRIEMANSKAP
The levels of insanity.
I give you, Driemanskap. These cats stay murking shit!
Wait 'til you see them live. Fire!
I give you, Driemanskap. These cats stay murking shit!
Wait 'til you see them live. Fire!
Monday 12 March 2012
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