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By: Witch Endora  Basically, what he just said was, "Women, stop giving your pussy/yoni away for free to dusty ass men. We don't respect it or you, we will try to use you and then clown you when you realize your value." This is men. This is patriarchy. We who are of high value will always make a man present something. You have to. See when we are little girls, Fuckin for free is encouraged and we can even claim ignorance as an excuse. But we have been past the age of ignorance as an excuse. Now it is a curse. (It has always been a curse but I digress) You must make him invest in you. And any man who won't isn't worth his existence not worth access to your yoni. He has nothing to offer you and he isn't worthy of access to your yoni and womb. As Chris Rock said, "PUSSY cost money. Dick is free."  I truly want black men to SHUT THE FUCK UP and stay off my pages. but i am thankful, these reprobate minded bastards always reveal themselves. I'm pissed right now.... look at this sick ass bastard. he really thinks his dick is equal value to you and your yoni honey.
These animals need to be put down, not reproduced or granted access to ANY yoni. and some confused and or traitor ass mammy liked this mess. this is what we are up against. #PoliticsofPenetration Sign up for the School of Man book study to learn more about men, how to win with them and who/what they truly are and represent for the feminine.
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By: Witch Endora  #PoliticsofPenetration (Off topic. I hated this bastard Joffrey. Best death ever!)
My fave auntie is actually not a blood relative. She was a Wombn who I prayed into my life. I spent every Sunday begging God to send my mama a friend who would be real with her. A Wombn who could help me. I begged, pleaded, I bargained and then I got fed up with God ass. I commanded it! "Someone WILL come and set her straight! Some Adult Wombn will come into my life and correct my mother! It WILL HAPPEN DAMNIT!!! I will DIE if it doesn't happen. Make it happen!!!" 3 weeks later? Mama got a new job. She came home telling me about this lady from work. And the more she gushed about her? The harder I sobbed! That Sunday? I "caught the Holy Ghost" real good! Completely possessed by The Most High which is my Higher Self. I couldn't rock with her as a young one. She too powerful for the mortals. I was too young and unprotected. I often sent her away, not wanting anyone to pimp my Anointing and Gifts. I had to. Anyway, that woman? Became my "auntie." She is a huge part of the reason I am still here. So she gets a whole heap of passes. But she tried it. With that not all men fuck shyt. I snapped on her. I said only absolutely intellectually inferior folk need that to be said. We are too intelligent for this low level of thought. She nodded and ate it. Usually her mouthy behind fights me lol. Another reason I love her. Cuz she is so like me. But this time! She just stopped. I think women feel a compulsion to remind we who have been traumatized by men, that it ain't all of em. Who gives a fuck? Fuck ALL OF THEM until it's NONE of them. By: Witch Endora  La Sirena Muerta: the Holy Death I was Talkin to a sister. She so sweet. I have a heart for women who been through. Always have. She was in foster care. Her family let her be there. No one stepped up for her. So, she is used to being on her own. And not really having people. My dance teacher, tells me yesterday "i been praying and asking the Angels to send me a woman. Someone who I could talk to and share with and learn from. Not too aggressive but just pushy enough. And here comes you." I laughed. Both of these women, recovering and healing. Sisters at arms. Remember the Infrastructure of Sistarhood.
I'm thankful. Meeting more sisters who are beside me and Ahead of me. And healing the sisters who are behind me. So they can stand beside me and get ahead. We who have experienced the Holy Death, and resurrected? We need one another. We truly do. By: Witch Endora  Photo by: Chanel Baran #PoliticsofPenetration
Rape is devastating. But it is especially HARD on the Oracles and Seers. We beat ourselves to a pulp asking "why didn't I see this?" And then, we remember the signs. And we beat our pulpy selves to liquid asking "why didn't I pay attention to the signs?" And then, the sisterhood drinks the liquid we become. Because, it was some woman who told you to DISTRUST your intuition and gift, that got you there. This is always the case. Every single time. So you learn, the fraudulent BYTCHES who call themselves Oracles, want we True Oracles and Seers DEAD! So you fight your ass off to get back up. To heal, to restore, and to be whole. You refuse to die. You remember that You are The Phoenix. This is why we have to be hidden. And careful. Black women hate us and want us dead. So they can appoint themselves to OUR anointed Positions. For what? For false praise and accolades. But I didn't die. And now? As Harriet Tubmans Daughter, I go back to free my sisters wrongly enslaved via the politics of penetration. Via sisterhood betrayals that are as Ancient as the Sun, moon and stars. By: Witch Endora  #PoliticsofPenetration
My college roommate was a girl who was raped vaginally at 3 by her uncle. Her mama knew, it was at a Christmas party. They found her with sperm on her legs and inside her. When she told me? It triggered a memory of being an assassin in another lifetime. I saw red. And then nothing. Then came back to her. Some of us, become very sexual. It's a way to try and regain your power. Sometimes, it's like I might as well give it up so they can't take it. And some of us, shut down and want nothing to do with men and the penis. We harbor a hatred for them that keeps us safe. Yes it does. When I dropped my hatred? I was raped. But,then I broke the Curse of Rape from me and my bloodline after that one. It will happen no more. I am wise now. Rape is a curse. A curse is a reversal of your energy. What was once vital and prosperous, is no more. Things that were easy become such an up hill battle. This has to be broken, then the trauma wounds must be healed. It is done in layers and levels. But, we get it done. I had an idea of this back then. But nothing like what I know and understand today. I just knew, my roommate was acting out a typified response to rape. And I tried to support her, teaching her about safety and setting boundaries about the men she brought home to my apartment she was rooming in. So, she started bringing them by during the day. I was having terrible cramps one day at work. My boss sent me home, she understood. I gathered my things and got in the taxi. I had a vision, while on the way, of some man rubbing his dick on my pillow. I got the hell home, to find some man sitting on my bed with his dick in his hand. My roommates dude. Cuz she told him what I said about not bringing these stray peens home; he broke into my room to jerk off. I dialed one number. My daddy. I screamed THERE IS A F**KING RAPIST IN MY BEDROOM!!! I heard him screaming and a click. I told that fuxk, you have less than 3 minutes to leave my house! Or you're dead. He stepped toward me, dick in his hand "you need some dick so you can calm the fuck down, virgin ass." Yeah my roommate told him every thing. I flipped my butterfly knife out. It was sexy, 8 inch curved blade. Malachite handle. I told him I would carve that f**king thing off him and choke him with it. And I told him to leave. He left, calling my roommate to come with him. I told her don't you f**king dare! In 3.34 minutes, literally, I heard my fathers Buick chugging down my street. The boy had just driven away. Pops got out, the trunk pops and he grabbed a tire iron and a pair of bolt cutters. Screaming "where the FUCK IS HE?!" I ran down the stairs, I collapsed into my daddy sobbing that he left. Trying to explain through sobs that I pulled my knife on him. Pops and I both cried. Bitterly gripping each other. He said to me "my Mother was right. You ain't a man till you have a daughter. I'm so sorry baby." He kissed my forehead and wiped my tears. He was shaking. But he was there There is always something with men. And with women who do not know to protect themselves and their sisters. It's for a reason honey. All of this. Sign up for the School of Man book study to learn more about men, how to win with them and who/what they truly are and represent for the feminine. |
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