Raven in Green again..

nothings changed the senates still corrupt & the emporer remains insane, and every day, is a new strain of slaughter, supply lines are less protected, evil on all sides, eye can smell the death on your flesh--creeping in, trapped within the twisting fingers of fear, and all eye see is ewe, that face, those eyes, burning like leprosy, eye can see u there poisoning the air, prostituing Nationalism, and eye want to attack, to rip out your heart and lay you flat on your back, and vomit a world of agony and truth into your throbbing illness of memory...and hate guides our way, eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back, for the acceptance of death and blind cave war, the giving sleep of depression, the sweet elucidation of savage meaningless agression, chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother Jupiter and his slave disciples, in the harem tents--outside, just beyond the edges--eye ride, a cycoptic mare in the fires of imagination. feeding my disease, a river of plagues, eye need something to remind me I'm still sinning that pain is important, that wurdz matter, that healing is possible, that eye am not alone ...in this --guard the houses--triple the watch,--Maidens, dig up your sorcery --sirens, sharpen your rocks..ewe will eat my pain again. whatever you need unite messiah ME

--Wurdz by Otep Shamaya

Storytelling
May 25, 2004 6:34 p.m.

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So Mr. Justin recommended a few films for Becky and I to watch.

One of those was Storytelling.

I watched it last night, and again this afternoon. It's a really interesting little film and it made me think about alot of things.

it's 87 minutes, and split up in two parts. The first part is 27 minutes and very powerful! Proving once again that it is possible to make a powerful film in short form (yes I'm still bitching about Lost in Translation).

One of the things that really got me was the idea that someone could want me to say something during sex that I would be uncomfortable saying. The thing is I've always stood by my opinion that I would be willing to do whatever my partner wanted me to do to get them off. Granted it would have to be a commited relationship and I would have to be entirely comfortable with them and trust them entirely....but ...I always use the golden shower example, simply because it was used in sex and the city and thus seems to be the usual conversation starter.....if my husband wanted to pee on me....fine, I'll take a shower. ...It wouldn't do anything for me...but if that's what he needed then fine.

But I had never thought about someone wanting me to say something that I couldn't bring myself to say. In this film the man wants the woman to call him a racial slur during sex. and I wasn't shocked or offended watching the scene because I know enough about fetishs to know that some people really like kinda of thing. I was watching Real Sex one night and there was a jewish man who was meeting with a domenatrix who he wanted her to dress up in a nazi uniform and belittle him with slurs. I don't condemn fetishes because everyone is into something that someone else would find strange, and I would be willing to do alot for my partner (once I'm comfortable with them) ...and really trying to think of extremes that I wouldn't do.....when it could be as simple as a word. Not being able to say a certain word.

It was just a very powerful film.

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