My Black God

My Black God is real as I could imagine worrying about defective White People vulnerable to skin cancer and fading water-front real estate values in this unholy traumatic WhiteWashed Anthropocene. My Black God is strong as I could imagine on my luckiest bipolar holy day and lustiest bipartisan night. My Black God is Source and Soul and, hopefully, well-endowed divinely humane ReSource and RePurposing Spirit of Life (But, you know... not necessarily always business as usual retired Vanilla more soft and sedate primal peak then sleep experiences) My Black God celebrates sacred enculturing relationships wherever these may be nonviolently found uncovered and communioned, perhaps briefly bound, with mutually informed consent to insatiable sensory surprises and addictive consummations. My Black God holds no boundaries to multicultural curiosity about every co-passionate touch, brown smell, EarthMan tasty randy thoughts with age-appropriate visual stimulation, simulations deep resounding regeneratively physical and mental wealth of how Daddy Time flies when having fecund fun robustly resonant, Masterfully overglowing peak neurosystemic spasms, rhythms, punctuations, postures, positions sparks and glows and cooperatively friendly repositions climate and cultural and costume adjustments hoping for robustly resilient regenerations My Black God of universally poignant urgently cooperative physical health aerobic exercise spirited nature, more than sufficient size verbal and not so much talking stretch around these abounding oral and more anonymous nonverbal wombs of sensate potential life Embracing horizontal and sometimes vertical dance for compassionately cooperative care not the least bit trauma giving is also best beloved climax receiving Sacred Dark CommUnion. My Black God imparts this sacred Yang gift, however briefly, with holistically restored unconditional warm regard, awesome wonder, sacred sexual ramparts of perfect peace Informed and OutFlowing JustUs Justice received and given, driven to worship deep and high best day's mindful purpose My Black God of compassion's AnthroScenic black period for ReStoring Justice after a whole lotta NonViolent Sacred Communication, sometimes flirtatious and most times cooperatively building peak resilient co-gravitating fulfillment masterfully enslaved by resilient justice peaks predicting resonant valleys compassioning peace.