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notes about Abel from a sexually deprived religious woman

If we are to believe in a God,
then he definitely
was in a good mood
when he interfered
in the creation of Abel.

In Old Greek,
the word blessed was used
in pagan literature
to describe the highest
state of happiness,
usually enjoyed by
the gods and goddesses.

Abel definitely looks
like he was built out
of divine material
and he certainly seems
to enjoy it.

And he has every right
to do so.
His toned body shows
the sensual movement
of his hard muscles with
every turn he makes.

Subtle ink patterns
swirl around his left arm
and decorate his body
just above the waist,
inviting you to discover
what is hidden by his briefs.

His dark hair and black eyes
give him the look of an ancient
gladiator.
With his strong jaws
and teasing mouth you
easily imagine him a Greek warrior.

And his tights and buttocks…
well what else
is there left to say.
They look strong enough
to climb the Mount Olympus
all the way into the Heavens.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Muscles

(michael jackson)
She said she wants a man
To always understand
But thats alright for her
Still it aint enough for me
She said she wants a guy
To keep her satisfied
But thats alright for her
But it aint enough for me
Still, I dont care if hes young or old
(just make him beautiful)
I just want someone I can hold on to
I want muscles
All, all over his body
(make him strong enough from his head down to his toes)
I want muscles
All, all over his body
(make him strong enough from his head down to his toes)
They say they have to see
His real personality
But thats alright for them
Still it aint enough for me
I need what the eyes can see, ah
(his anatomy)
If thats alright for them
Still it aint enough for me
I dont care if hes young or old
Just make him beautiful
I just want some strong man to hold on to
I want muscles
All, all over his body
(make him strong enough from his head down to his toes)
I want muscles
All over his body
(make him strong enough from his head down to his toes)
Muscle man, I want to love you
In person, I want your body
Come with me, hiding the cascades
Let this be, weve got this thing made
Lost at sea, hide the desert
Stay with me, you wont regret it
Take this love, so deep to swim in
Come to me, and let the love in
She said she wants a man
To always understand
But thats alright for her
Still it aint enough for me
I dont care if hes young or old
(just make him beautiful)
I just want someone I can hold on to
I want muscles
All, all over his body
(make him strong enough from his head down to his toes)
I want muscles
All over him, all over him
I want muscles
All, all over his body
I want muscles
I want all I can get
All over him, all over him
I want muscles, muscles, muscles

song performed by by Diana Ross
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To The Other World

try standing naked by this mirror
see yourself to every detail
look closer to your eyes
count the waves of your eyelashes
open your mouth and see how many teeth you have
all white, pure white lining up on your pink gums
feel your lips with your fingertips
feel the pulp the flesh of the lower lip
to the upper lip
touch your hair
do not imagine them all black
closely they are not at all
move a little bit closer and see your body
this beautiful human body
flesh, contours, curves, some muscles
the whole of your skin wrapping
everything in your body holding them all
nothing falls, on this erect body, this
god before you, standing steel-like with dignity
in front of the mirror
do not claim you have seen your soul with your eyes
do not lie
be honest to yourself now,
alone, you are alone, do not imagine
any god, any soul, any spirit,
just be honest,
touch your body with your hands
feel the joy of having this body
your body, pinch a part of it to feel
not pain, but just to feel that you are alive,

do you ever ask what made these parts stay as one?
look again at the mirror of this stature
your body, it is you, touching your body

take a hammer, and destroy the mirror
shatter everything to pieces

this is the world without a mirror
there is nothing to reflect you now
nothing to imagine, it is you, the real you

do you ever ask now, where is that other world?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Alexander The Great: Ancient World Conquest

Alexander pure will lion strength light skin
blond hair with one eye dark as pitch night
one melting blue as sweeping horizon sky
a sweet natural fragrance born in his body
so strong smelling it perfumed his clothes

illuminating action glory not pleasure wealth
burning fame was intense flame his passion

Alexander the Great
a Macedonian king conquered
Ancient Greece, Persia, Egypt
conquered into western India feared
by a whole civilized known world

driven by a supposedly
divine ambition world conquest
creation of universal world monarchy
Alexander conquered by tyrant sword
Greek states feared his cruelty

despotic enigma godlike Alexander III of Macedon

poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Sound Of Grecian Music

The sound of Grecian music where the Greek diners eat
From the Athenian restaurant it floats across the street
And a beautiful Greek songstress with the music sings along
One could listen to the music and the singer all night long.

Greek music and Greek poetry is in a class of it's own
And the legends of Greek history by history not outgrown
And there is life in Greek music it has a bubbling sound
It makes you want to shake your feet and to it dance around.

And when the diners have drunk and eaten the dining tables are put away
And the dancers will be dancing till the small hours of the new day
They sing as they dance in a Greek ring around the timbered floor
And enjoy themselves as the Greeks do for three hours or even more.

The marvellous sound of Grecian music from the Athenian restaurant nearby
Is food to the soul and senses and something to enjoy
To the quiet street on a friday night such happiness they bring
Till the small hours of the morning they laugh and dance and sing.

poem by Francis Duggan
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On A Pen

In youth exalted high in air,
Or bathing in the waters fair,
Nature to form me took delight,
And clad my body all in white.
My person tall, and slender waist,
On either side with fringes graced;
Till me that tyrant man espied,
And dragg'd me from my mother's side:
No wonder now I look so thin;
The tyrant stript me to the skin:
My skin he flay'd, my hair he cropt:
At head and foot my body lopt:
And then, with heart more hard than stone,
He pick'd my marrow from the bone.
To vex me more, he took a freak
To slit my tongue and make me speak:
But, that which wonderful appears,
I speak to eyes, and not to ears.
He oft employs me in disguise,
And makes me tell a thousand lies:
To me he chiefly gives in trust
To please his malice or his lust.
From me no secret he can hide;
I see his vanity and pride:
And my delight is to expose
His follies to his greatest foes.
All languages I can command,
Yet not a word I understand.
Without my aid, the best divine
In learning would not know a line:
The lawyer must forget his pleading;
The scholar could not show his reading.
Nay; man my master is my slave;
I give command to kill or save,
Can grant ten thousand pounds a-year,
And make a beggar's brat a peer.
But, while I thus my life relate,
I only hasten on my fate.
My tongue is black, my mouth is furr'd,
I hardly now can force a word.
I die unpitied and forgot,
And on some dunghill left to rot.

poem by Jonathan Swift
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The Hidden Possibility....

imagine
one tranquil day
when you can hear
ants moving
under your feet

you lay your body
on the grass
under the old tree
with many leaves
that look like
small fingers
of a baby

you have emptied
yourself of thoughts
you become one
big empty
basket

you are an open
cave
inviting restless vagabonds
to take
rest
one dark & cold night
at least for a certain
while

the days come
and go
and you feel like a river
passing by

leaves blown by the strong wind
far north

on some normal days
a hundred butterflies flutter
and hover
homing to you

migrant birds perch
upon your hair

imagine that
you are no longer you
but a wide door without a lock
an open window that welcomes the moon

an earth
sky
and infinite space

a universe in itself
stripped of
identity and
greed

now sleep, and inside this
chamber
close your eyes some more
time

you have become
a poem vested
in eternity

some call you an angel
someone will dare
calling you one of the gods
beside the gods
in the temple of heaven

what is important is that
you are at peace, happy,
engrossed in grace
so much blessing
pouring unto your heart

do not think about you
you can no longer do that
there is no you now

do not think of contempt
you have become more than what you are
you have flown above the earth
you have crossed the river of ire
and disbelief

this is
the hidden possibility

the truth that we now see.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Good Heart

Ooh...
(give a good heart, give a good heart,
Give a good heart, give a good heart)
When it seems that all hope is gone
And so called friends arent there to rely on
When the darkness makes it so hard to see
Just lift up your eyes, you will see me - yeah
Chorus:
And Ill give a good heart, to hold you so strong
Ill give you my shoulder to lean on - yeah
Gonna give a good heart, thats solid and true
And I will always stand by you
When it seems no ones there to turn to
Everyones a stranger passing through
And all thats left is a broken dream
Just hold out your hand, reach out for me - yeah
And Ill give a good heart, to hold you so strong
Ill give you my shoulder to lean on - yeah
Give a good heart, thats solid and true
And I will always stand by you
Now theres no need to dance alone
In these arms you found your home
Ooh, whoa oh oh - give a good heart
Take my good heart, take my good heart
Take my good heart
And Ill give a good heart, to hold you so strong
Ill give you my shoulder to lean on - yeah
Gonna give a good heart, thats solid and true
I will always stand by you
Give a good heart, hold you so strong
Give you my shoulder to lean on
Gonna give a good heart, hold youre head up
So lift youre head up - lift it up
Ill show you a love to believe in - yeah
I will always stand by you
Take my good heart...
Give a good heart, hold you so strong
Give you my shoulder to lean on
Gonna give a good heart, solid and true
I will always stand by you...

song performed by by Starship
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Thinking To Be Happy

we begin with a basic proposition: i decide to be happy today
then we go to such deductions as: happiness is just a state of mind
so today, you proceed to something personal: i will be happy
i will smile, i will not be interfered by those who are sad and disturbed
i will decide my own mood, i will not be influenced by those who want me
to be sad, and down and depressed and anxious and dissatisfied,

i want to enjoy nature's bounty, appreciate the flowers blooming in the field
in fact, i have to pick some of them and smell and imagine all the beautiful
things around me, the trees, the clouds, the sun, the rivers, and at night
of course, the full moon sailing on the sea, and arrayed with a broom of stars
a shooting star, a distant glowing planet named Venus and try to see
the zodiac and the greeks gods and godesses posted in the heavens

i like to dance and spend my time in ballrooms and bars and drink my favorite beer and talk to my wonderful friends, i like to spend a romantic
night with my lover, and have sex and enjoy the warm body and caress the parts of the human being that i like to feast with my hands and fingers and lips, and i like to sleep after a night of passion, and dream and wake up
on a beautiful morning, and have coffee and breakfast and have the lively
conversation, and i like all the days of my life to be like this: HAPPY

i like to think that i am happy, i decide to be happy, i make my moods

but let me be honest and frank with you, let me ask you this question:

why am i still NOT?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Narcissus

A boy, Narcissus long ago lived in Greece
Perfect of body, dark hair fine as fleece

The face of an angel, no one could deny
Fair skin, large eyes as blue as the sky

A nymph for a mother, his father a god
Who ruled over all rivers, narrow 'n broad

Narcissus, loved by Apollo the most handsome of men
Would ascend Mount Olympus, to sojourn now 'n then

He dined with Zeus and with gods great and small
As demigods might at an extravagant Grand Ball

One day Narcissus sat in repose by a clear water pond
Looked down at his image and at once grew fond

Of the beauty neath him so at once he did fall
In love with himself, to the exclusion of all

Eyes only for self, this youth did briefly enjoy
But soon grew deluded and sad lonely boy

He faded, withered and would soon die
He lay on his back gazing up at the sky

Saw the form of Apollo looking down from above
A smile on his face, radiating warmth and pure love

Narcissus left his body, his spirit did rise,
No more burdened by beauty, he saw with new-eyes

Looked down at the earth so far below
Saw where he once lay, a flower did grow

A flower devoid of vanity, stately and sound
Blooming, seeding, spreading, soon to be found

By all who love beauty that speaks to one’s heart

Narcissus!

You're now of Earth’s landscape, no longer apart

poem by Ray Lucero
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Nothing

Shot down your instincts, turned into a freak
You said this was your first time
How fast changes come for you to finally see
Shallow plains for you to find what you...
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
Noooo nothing left...
Stuck in with no way out a gift for your grief
Shattered your thoughts of a good thing that you never had
Hopelessly knowing whats right or wrong
Can't stop the feeling, it comes so strong
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
Noooo...
Observe nature from a black top view
Left you defenseless hoping for defeat
Built on my fears
Confession of obsession
One day happy place for you to hide
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left for me!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
With this ghost on my side!
There's something left
With you in my life!
There's nothing left!
Nothing left, nooo...

song performed by by Zug Izland
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Forever Mine

The room is dark, all alone am I.
Sitting here thinking of times gone by.
Remembering the past, the way things were.
A different time, when so much was unsure.

During these times, you came to my life.
Bringing happiness and laughter and love into sight.
Never such a feeling had I felt before.
Every moment spent with you, just left me wanting more.

More glances and stares, from your eyes so bright.
Eyes that see deep in my soul, making everything alright.
Wanting more kisses, from your soft lips so sweet.
Lips that make my legs weak and my heart skip a beat.

Wanting more time spent in your loving embrace.
Arms so strong and gentle, such a safe, loving place.
Wanting your warm touch, as you caress all of me.
Such a sensual feeling, setting my body so free.


Here we are, so many years more.
Not much has changed, I just want you even more.
Not a day goes by that I don't give thanks for you.
Every morning I think that our love is like new.

A new beginning. A fresh new start.
A new day to tell you what's deep in my heart.
You've made me feel loved, wanted and adored.
No one could possibly ever love me more.

And now here we are, loving each other from a far.
Waiting for the day, to awake in your arms.
To look upon your face, and deep in your eyes.
Knowing we'll never have to say our good byes.

Until that day comes just know this is true,
Everything I have to give, I have given to you.
I give you my heart, soul, body and mind.
And dream of the day you'll forever be mine.

poem by Shauna Smith
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Unfiltered By Mist

when i appear to you
one of these days

what is it that you want to see?

my hands are hard
my ears covered
my eyes in haze
my body in trembling

this is not what you want to see i guess

you want greek pillars as my feet
my eyes as gentle as a roman saint
my ears attentive as a echoing mountain
my body strong like an old castle

but let me tell you how is it to grieve
for someone that i have loved and lost

how is it to cry and yet not wanting to have tears
how is it to be lost and pretend that he has the mastery of the ways
that he has the manners of a man mastering the art of cultured restraint

tell me if you all know these
if you can relate to these miseries

perhaps one day when the world is ready for me

then i will show myself filled to the brim of reality
like a glass emptied of its contents glistening to the rays of light not filtered by the mist

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Blu Is A Mood

State of mind
Color
Way beyond
Yonder
Deeper
Paradise
All describe
All describe
Blu is a mood

When you're feelin' kinda melancholy
And ya get somethin' never thought about
Outta nowhere
Once in a while there's a special moon
And a clear sky colored pale azure
They all have something in common
And it's blu

State of mind
Color
Way beyond
Yonder
Deeper
Paradise
All describe
All describe
Blu is a mood

So bright it can be electric
Or indigo
Cobalt
Powder
Or Paris
Have it any way you like
Stones of metamorphic sapphirine
>From the heavens down to the deepest sea
It's in every part of your life
Do you feel it

State of mind
Color
Way beyond
Yonder
Deeper
Paradise
All describe
All describe
Blu is a mood

Blu's not just a primary color
It's a backdrop for the univere
SO if you're vibing on this chill atmoshpere
Baby you have been blue

song performed by by Blu Cantrell from So Blu
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Left In The Dark

You dont have to sheak in the door.
Just come on in to the room.
Ive been lying in our bed in the dark all alone.
And Ive been waiting.
Ive been waiting for you.
Theres been no reason to move.
Its been as still as a tomb.
I needed you oh so badly tonight.
But I guess you had better things to do.
I should have known that it was coming to this.
But I must have been blind.
I bet you still got a trace of his love in your eyes.
And you still got his eyes on your mind.
You swore youd be with me at seven oclock.
Now its a quater to three.
Well whatever you got and whoever it was.
I guess you couldnt get it from me.
Whatever you got and whoever it was.
I guess you couldnt get it from me.
I know that you love me.
Theres no need to talk.
I see the look in your eyes and I got the proof.
And there are no lies on your body.
So take off your dress.
Oh I just want to get at the truth.
I know that you love me.
Theres no need to talk.
I see the look in your eyes and I got the proof.
And there are no lies on your body.
So take off your dress.
Oh I just want to get at the truth.
And ther are so many things that I just got to know.
You tell me who!
You tell me where!
You tell me when!
But dont tell me now.
I dont need any answers tonight.
I just need some love, so turn out the lights.
And Ill be left in the dark again.
Left in the dark again.
I just need some love, so turn out the lights.
And Ill be left in the dark again.
Left in the dark again.
I just need some love, so turn out the lights.
And Ill be left in the dark again.
Left in the dark again.
I should have known that it was coming to this.
But I must have been blind.
I bet you still got a trace of his love in your eyes.
And you still got his eyes on your mind.
You swore youd be with me at seven oclock.
Now its a quater to three.
Well whatever you got and whoever it was.
I guess you couldnt get it from me.
Whatever you got and whoever it was.
I guess you couldnt get it from me.
But down in my soul, down in my soul.
I know that you love me.
Theres no need to talk.
I see the look in your eyes and I got the proof.
And there are no lies on your body.
So take off your dress.
Oh I just want to get at the truth.
And ther are so many things that I just got to know.
You tell me who!
You tell me where!
You tell me when!
But dont tell me now.
I dont need any answers tonight.
I just need some love, so turn out the lights.
And Ill be left in the dark again.
I just need some love, so turn out the lights.
And Ill be left in the dark again.
I just need some love, so turn out the lights.
And Ill be left in the dark again.
I just need some love, so turn out the lights.
And Ill be left in the dark again.
I just need some love, so turn out the lights.
And Ill be left in the dark again.
Left in the dark.
You made the very first move.

song performed by by Meat Loaf
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Be Sexy Effortlessly

Being sexy is not revealing parts.
Being sexy is highlighting features.
Highlight hair, ears, neck, upper back,
Arms or legs but one or two at a time.

There's a fine line between being sexy
And being cheap, which a woman must note.
For a toned body, no need of windows.
For defying hair, no need of hair-do.

For evenness of the skin, no cosmetics;
For hygiene body, no need of perfume.
On a pair of high heels one is sexy
With breasts forward and buttocks upward.

To look sexy, woman must feel sexy.
In feeling sexy, she gains confidence
About her sexual prowess and command.
Be sexy effortlessly and feed man's eyes.

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sing To Me

Ligeia is my Greek siren singer.
Singing warmhearted songs of happiness
At night, I waking at sunrise to her
Indescribable Psyche* loveliness.
Although oracles consulted are wise
And state her beauty is too great for me.
To leave her on a mountaintop advised
Placate the jealous gods I’ll not agree.
Unlike Eros**, Ligeia lights each lamp
And knows her man that loves her every night.
She’ll not make compromises -not this vamp!
So serenade me Ligeia, excite
My fancies. Sing to me songs that we love
The kind we dream and those still undreamed of.

* Greek goddess of the soul and one of exquisite grace and beauty.
** Greek god of love, husband of Psyche.

poem by Albert Ahearn
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Old Habits Die Hard

(graham lyle / terry britten)
Its my decision
You look my way
With innocent expression
Just as if to say
It would be easy
The mood is right
Forget for just one moment
Who we are tonight
I start
To weaken the musics strong
My conscience speaks, I know its wrong
Give it up
Remember what you said
This kind of loving doesnt happen everyday
Give it up
Thats the way it starts
Discover old habits die hard
Temptation makes a fool out of us all
I made my mind up
It had to end
So why this indecision?
When youre close again
Oh, the thoughts appealing
I cant deny
With those old memories stealing
Back across my mind
I thought by now that the flame had gone
I realise that Im still holding on
Give it up
Remember what you said
This kind of loving doesnt happen everyday, no
Give it up
Thats the way it starts
Discover old habits die hard
Temptation makes a fool out of us all, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ill just keep holding on
Its easier said than done
(old habits die hard)
Give it up
Remember what you said
This kind of loving doesnt happen everyday, no
Give it up
Thats the way it starts
Discover old habits die hard
Give it up
Remember what you said
This kind of loving doesnt happen everyday, no
Give it up
Thats the way it starts
Discover old habits die hard
Give it up
Remember what you said
This kind of loving doesnt happen everyday
Give it up
Thats the way it starts
Discover old habits die hard

song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Scarlet And Sheba

Scarlet wants to hold me, wearing just a red-veiled hat
Sheba's in the shadows waiting for her turn at bat
In the parlour where the lights are low
A vulture sister act, I watch their show
They're trying to kill me, want to pick my bones
Methodically, erotically
I just want your body, Sheba
I don't want your brain
Scarlet gets what's left of my remains
I just want your body, Sheba
You lock me up in chains
Scarlet, she can referee the game
Scarlet likes to scold me, showers me with all her love
Sheba's in a bad mood, sharpening her black fur glove
With blood and honey attitude
They'll never know my gratitude
I'm crossed with longitude and latitude
Upon my back... with a crack
I just want your body, Sheba
I don't want your brain
Scarlet gets what's left of my remains
I just want your body, Sheba
You lock me up in chains
Scarlet, she can referee the game
I just want your body, Sheba
I don't want your brain
Scarlet gets what's left of my remains
I just want your body, Sheba
You lock me up in chains
Scarlet, she can referee the game

song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Finding The Golden Rod

from my head you follow the
contours of my eyebrow
walk upon the bridge of my nose
follow the furrows of my skin
and pass upon the grasses of my hair
you shall climb the hills on
my chest and slide upon
the muscles of my arms
rest a while on the plains
of my abdomen and
proceed some more
on the the lower valley
of my strong body

the veins your maps
that your lips must
gently follow and then
with your bare hands
right at the center of
my thighs you grab the
golden shiny rod
an ember sword
of the kings
hidden in that pot
at the foot of my rainbow.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Strong Enough To Be Your Man

I know theres times
Youve been tormented by the questions in your mind
Will our love last
Or simply fade away as time begins to pass
Youre a complicated lady thats for sure
With a need for someone unafraid to make you feel secure
And if you wonder if Im strong enough to be your man
Yes,i am
Yes,i am
Dont let yourself imagine its a lie
Im not the kind to turn and say goodbye
And though you test my soul
And make yourself so hard to hold
Im gonna make you understand
Im strong enough to be your man
Do you believe
When I look in your eyes and swear
Ill never leave
What will it take
To make you know that what we have is here to stay
Yes,i know that youve been loved and left before
But I promise you wont ever see me walking out the door
And if you wonder if Im strong enough to your man
Yes,i am
Yes,i am

song performed by by Travis Tritt
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