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Eric Garcia. 21.

gynocraticgrrl:

“Brown eyed people are responsible for the fact that you have electricity. Many of the components for generating and transmitting electricity were invented by brown eyed people.

Brown eyed people gave us our alphabet. Brown eyed people gave us our numeration system. Brown eyed people gave us the paper on which we write these anonymous letters to me that tell me that brown eyed people are inferior.

Brown eyed people are the originators, the ones who founded every major religion on Earth. No white people have ever founded a major religion.

Now you need to realize the contributions that have been made to society, to civilization by brown eyed people, by PEOPLE OF COLOR.

I’m talking about people of color here folks. And most of us are not aware of those things because we live in a racist society.

And because we are educated by a racist school system that only teaches us about white contributions.”

- Jane Elliot on the Oprah Winfrey Show panel on racism in 1992.

(via oooooo-la-la-deactivated2015021)

Because we don’t speak about sex, there is no socially acceptable language surrounding it. So the language of porn has jumped in to fill that space, and that’s an issue, because in a male-dominated industry the language of porn is all too often male-generated. The person who coined the term “finger blasting” didn’t have a vagina. The person who coined the term, “getting your ass railed” never got their ass railed. Pounding, hammering, banging… And language matters, because when the only language you have available is abusive and one-directional, in terms of having things done to you, it creates a very weird view of how sex works.

Fuck!
A word on frustration.

I fucked up.
A word on disappointment.

I will fuck you up!
A word on violence.

Fuck you!
A word on dismissal.

I am going to fuck shit up.
A word on ruin.

So what does it mean when you say you want to fuck?

Do you desire to tear into me,
pounding your frustrations
away until it seeds and
I cease to be
woman?

Am I to be the carrier of disappointing fruit?

Do you desire to devour me,
drilling into my earth until
what is left is diminished
grounds for
dismissal?

You should know that
the birth canal is not
about murder.

This is sacred space for holy water.

You should know that
they call men who
enter sanctuaries
with bombs
terrorists.

My body is not a war zone for your F bombs.

Our bodies are not
colliding catastrophes.

If you must call it banging,
let it be the fusion that
creates a new universe.

I do not want you to fuck me.

I want you to come closer,
release moans of our rhythm
into my mouth and leave
purple hearts on my skin
until we reach a climax
with love as our falling action.

My body is not a war zone for your F bombs.

But I am still learning how to say,
‘I want you to love me,’
while naked.