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Come To Me

Let me titillate your fanciful imagination,

Hold you tight as I embrace you warmly.

Lure you into my sweet web of taste,

Come and join me as we undulate slowly.

Clothing optional as you enter my abode,

Sashaying across my threshold so sexily.

Anticipation seen gleaming in your eyes,

Nipples firm with excitement and glee.

Have a seat on my settee, sip a glass of wine,

Run your tongue seductively across glass's rim.

Watch me as i prepare a repast for your dining,

Observe me checking out your voluptuous curves,

Delighting in your sensuous beauty so rabid.

Yes come on by my dear and allow me to entertain,

Let's entice each other in such daring temptations.

Be bold and brave as you enter my den of inequity,

No reservation needed, just come as is, with Love.

                                                     Pontiak

Fred was there at the start of Ska in Jamaica and will tell you about the people involved.

Fred was there at the start of Ska in Jamaica and will tell you about the people involved.

Come To Me

Let me titillate your fanciful imagination,

Hold you tight as I embrace you warmly.

Lure you into my sweet web of taste,

Come and join me as we undulate slowly.

Clothing optional as you enter my abode,

Sashaying across my threshold so sexily.

Anticipation seen gleaming in your eyes,

Nipples firm with excitement and glee.

Have a seat on my settee, sip a glass of wine,

Run your tongue seductively across glass's rim.

Watch me as i prepare a repast for your dining,

Observe me checking out your voluptuous curves,

Delighting in your sensuous beauty so rabid.

Yes come on by my dear and allow me to entertain,

Let's entice each other in such daring temptations.

Be bold and brave as you enter my den of inequity,

No reservation needed, just come as is, with Love.

                                                     Pontiak

"These are the times that try men's souls"...Theses are the times when we curse out loud and then after cursing try to find some solutions.

So many of us want to put a bandaid over a infected head wound, to cover up what has been festering since enslaved black people were brought to this country to build this nation and make others rich!

Then we have are asked to cope and justify the overarching threats and fears that control the dominate society. We have been told to suffer in silence and understand thier need to kill us. In the Boardrooms of the world the questions is asked:

What do you do with a people you feel you no longer need?

What do you do with the children,grandchildren and great-grand children of the enslaved?

We who have built the infrastruture for this nations prosperity are now we are used as grist for the mill of the prision industrial system, social service system, military industrial complex and primary targets for the war on poverty and drugs used by coroprate and  govermental agencies as the code word for war on the poor and black.

In the open prisions of our inner cities we are patrolled and beaten and murdered at the will of police officers, vigilanties and frightened or annoyed citizens who cover for each others hatred and racism and justify the murders of men and women of African descent. 

We who haven't educated our children and are unaware of the history of racism in the police departments and judicial system look at a black Police Officers, Mayors or Presidents and don't recognize the black-face on the System of White Supremacy, we are believe they are the fruits of our progress!

Tonight we ask WTF is really going on?

Nyabinghi, also Nyahbinghi, Niyabinghi, Niyahbinghi, is a form of ritual drumming performed as a communal meditative practice in the Rastafarian tradition in Jamaica. Like many facets of Rastafari, it evolved from the drum ceremonies that enslaved African people of various ethnic groups brought with them to Jamaica. As the country grew more industrialized throughout the late 19th century and early 20th century, Nyabinghi songs were celebrated only among followers of the Rastafarian practice (based on mythology about Ethiopia and a very different interpretation of the Bible from the Judeo-Christian status quo), while most Christian-indoctrinated Jamaicans saw the Afrocentric drum and chant ceremonies as primitive and backward. Nowadays, Nyabinghi is used mainly as a term for a certain sect of Rastas , as opposed to just the rhythm or the music.

Nyabinghi, also Nyahbinghi, Niyabinghi, Niyahbinghi, is a form of ritual drumming performed as a communal meditative practice in the Rastafarian tradition in Jamaica. Like many facets of Rastafari, it evolved from the drum ceremonies that enslaved African people of various ethnic groups brought with them to Jamaica. As the country grew more industrialized throughout the late 19th century and early 20th century, Nyabinghi songs were celebrated only among followers of the Rastafarian practice (based on mythology about Ethiopia and a very different interpretation of the Bible from the Judeo-Christian status quo), while most Christian-indoctrinated Jamaicans saw the Afrocentric drum and chant ceremonies as primitive and backward. Nowadays, Nyabinghi is used mainly as a term for a certain sect of Rastas , as opposed to just the rhythm or the music.

"These are the times that try men's souls"...Theses are the times when we curse out loud and then after cursing try to find some solutions.

So many of us want to put a bandaid over a infected head wound, to cover up what has been festering since enslaved black people were brought to this country to build this nation and make others rich!

Then we have are asked to cope and justify the overarching threats and fears that control the dominate society. We have been told to suffer in silence and understand thier need to kill us. In the Boardrooms of the world the questions is asked:

What do you do with a people you feel you no longer need?

What do you do with the children,grandchildren and great-grand children of the enslaved?

We who have built the infrastruture for this nations prosperity are now we are used as grist for the mill of the prision industrial system, social service system, military industrial complex and primary targets for the war on poverty and drugs used by coroprate and  govermental agencies as the code word for war on the poor and black.

In the open prisions of our inner cities we are patrolled and beaten and murdered at the will of police officers, vigilanties and frightened or annoyed citizens who cover for each others hatred and racism and justify the murders of men and women of African descent. 

We who haven't educated our children and are unaware of the history of racism in the police departments and judicial system look at a black Police Officers, Mayors or Presidents and don't recognize the black-face on the System of White Supremacy, we are believe they are the fruits of our progress!

Tonight we ask WTF is really going on?

Step in to the studio with reggae pioneer and cultural ambassador Hopeton Brown. Log on to listen to the message behind the music. Music is divine, universal and a tool to empower the youths.

Wednesdays - 9 - 12 Midnite EST Dial in (661) 467-2407

Tonite we plays love songs

Step in to the studio with reggae pioneer and cultural ambassador Hopeton Brown. Log on to listen to the message behind the music. Music is divine, universal and a tool to empower the youths.

Wednesdays - 9 - 12 Midnite EST Dial in (661) 467-2407

Tonite we plays love songs