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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>I prefer to remain anomalous.ASK.
poems. 
musings
photos of me </description><title>Mad Liberator.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @ciciross)</generator><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>offline for a season or two. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;tumblr, twitter, facebook, instagram, etc. are no longer a part of my life for a good while. in the mean time, i can be reached the old fashion way, by email, phone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;or simply catch me in da streets reciting a poem, planting a garden or teaching a class this summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i have a few dragons to slay.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;evolution, time to grow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;shake, shift, manifest.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;peace. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48938257508</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48938257508</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Apr 2013 13:15:13 -0400</pubDate><category>thoughts</category></item><item><title>yeah you may laugh, ‘cause you did not do your math. </title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_48937808532" src="http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48937808532/audio_player_iframe/ciciross/tumblr_mlvgv3L3Co1qf9nb0?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fciciross%2F48937808532%2Ftumblr_mlvgv3L3Co1qf9nb0" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="85"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah you may laugh, ‘cause you did not do your math. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48937808532</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48937808532</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Apr 2013 13:06:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is..."</title><description>“Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Anais Nin&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48832064263</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48832064263</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Apr 2013 00:11:51 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3m8d5SJ4O1rphyaro1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48825872170</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48825872170</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2013 22:47:54 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Excerpts of my favorite passages in The Bluest Eye,...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/cf59d6057652be66855e8d5233c91214/tumblr_mlsi0wmKf61qf9nb0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/78beac8e6d95780864a0a7883561fdf2/tumblr_mlsi0wmKf61qf9nb0o2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Excerpts of my favorite passages in The Bluest Eye, Pauline’s account on her rainbow orgasm.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Such an amazing novel.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48825114847</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48825114847</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2013 22:38:56 -0400</pubDate><category>toni morrison</category><category>the bluest eye</category><category>quote</category><category>orgasm</category></item><item><title>I don't know you, personally. I have seen you once, that I can recall, and was genuinely transfixed by your aura. Reverence. And with that your steps were signatures of a distinct elegance as they continued to write your path. Peace. No questions. Love.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;this is quite beautiful. thank you. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;next time, perhaps a hello or introduction?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48813649860</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48813649860</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2013 20:28:25 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Amethyst. 

We’ll be spending a lot of time together.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/9ce88e992bb96393b9e4d0892c6264ad/tumblr_mls9weXDCi1qf9nb0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amethyst. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;We’ll be spending a lot of time together.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48809985533</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48809985533</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2013 19:43:26 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>blowing smoke into my sangria. this was a good time.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/b5ed1bd4407822b3dc442e3b425aead3/tumblr_mls8q2Qp1P1qf9nb0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;blowing smoke into my sangria. this was a good time.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48807973530</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48807973530</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2013 19:18:02 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>blessa.</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_48803751032" src="http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48803751032/audio_player_iframe/ciciross/tumblr_mlbyvndxVf1rtf0sc?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fciciross%2F48803751032%2Ftumblr_mlbyvndxVf1rtf0sc" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;blessa.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48803751032</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48803751032</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2013 18:23:44 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/ff43044ad7f84777e00dd18efbb60ba3/tumblr_mlrvbzqJgX1qmh168o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/f3ff577cb19e39d38063c797631f65eb/tumblr_mlrvbzqJgX1qmh168o2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/eaeca705579f24fadd973c48f7d5dbc8/tumblr_mlrvbzqJgX1qmh168o3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/3936d788481f35da307e6c679f668c5a/tumblr_mlrvbzqJgX1qmh168o4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/7a33cefb2065eb4744d67a03adf9ac99/tumblr_mlrvbzqJgX1qmh168o5_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/7864e2ca56791445b4c7b3465c2bc777/tumblr_mlrvbzqJgX1qmh168o6_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/3a87fd5ba33c046d53bfb9e32b958fb1/tumblr_mlrvbzqJgX1qmh168o7_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/7f30703147deeacb91541f68f7d6d2d1/tumblr_mlrvbzqJgX1qmh168o8_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/2801c3f74e88799fcf6e1a2a201ca898/tumblr_mlrvbzqJgX1qmh168o9_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48803681222</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48803681222</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2013 18:22:49 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"The deeper one looks, the more complex and tragic common things appear."</title><description>“The deeper one looks, the more complex and tragic common things appear.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Armond White&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48803577067</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48803577067</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2013 18:21:29 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>you can not possess me. </title><description>&lt;a href="http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/43991543932"&gt;you can not possess me. &lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/43991543932" target="_blank"&gt;ciciross&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;An affirmation…&lt;br/&gt;I will stay true to myself. I owe that to myself. I do not owe anyone my body. I am not an object to be possessed. I am not “yours.” My pussy does not belong to you. I do not owe you my body as a payment for your time or affection. You have no entitlement to me. Overstand. I belong to myself and only to myself. Do not expect to enter my body, my dome, my home on this earthly plane without permission. My consent is a gift and even if given once that does not mean it will be or must be given again. My consent is a gift. My consent is a gift. My consent is a gift. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Your desires are not more important than mine. Your hard dick is not my problem to solve. Your outrage that I can deny you access to my body shows your sense of entitlement. Your discomfort with my agency to choose when I want to have sex shows me the power you wish to exercise on me. “Who taught you to love yourself more than you love me?” you wonder. Ah, and the word “feminist” comes to mind and drags out of your mouth tasting, sounding and looking like the filthiest word you’ve ever come to know. I won’t shut up or sit down as you wish so it is a problem. I won’t lay down and open up as you wish so it is a problem. The problem is not mine.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; My body is my own. &lt;br/&gt; My body is my own.&lt;br/&gt; My body is my home.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;for all the times a man asked “whose pussy is this?”&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48801107015</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48801107015</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2013 17:49:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>today's questions. </title><description>&lt;a href="http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/44632376882"&gt;today's questions. &lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/44632376882" target="_blank"&gt;ciciross&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What makes it difficult to call a woman a woman? Despite your perception of her gender/sex, attitude and sex life, what makes it difficult to recognize her womanhood and call her by it? Who gives you authority to remove her womanhood with derogatory terms? Who are you to decide someone’s womanhood and whether or not they “deserve” the title ‘woman?’ Who are you to decide the amount of respect someone deserves as a human being? What makes it difficult to respect all forms of life, despite your personal qualms with the differences you perceive? Why do some women allow themselves to be defined by people who can’t answer the above questions?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;worth a repost.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48800727934</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48800727934</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2013 17:44:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>mini rant. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Men come up with logic and &amp;#8220;thinking critically&amp;#8221; as opposed to using intuition, emotions and feelings and don&amp;#8217;t even use the shit. Men will go OUT of their way to subdue all things &amp;#8220;inherently feminine&amp;#8221; to create a new way to figure shit out and are still illogical as all fucks when it comes to facing their male privilege in this patriarchal, backwards ass society. Then you have women who are consumed by it all and define themselves on a man&amp;#8217;s terms. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Miss. Me. Today.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48800579768</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48800579768</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2013 17:42:43 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>i want to take a dip  in a revivifying and informing water that  leaves the scent of  the sacred in...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;i want to take a dip &lt;br/&gt; in a revivifying and&lt;br/&gt; informing water that &lt;br/&gt; leaves the scent of &lt;br/&gt; the sacred in my skin.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and so my body and mind &lt;br/&gt; need to stretch more toward&lt;br/&gt; the infinite, I think.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;butterflies require solitude &lt;br/&gt; to develop their wings.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48793585388</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48793585388</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2013 16:04:00 -0400</pubDate><category>thoughts</category><category>my poetry</category><category>poem</category><category>poetry</category></item><item><title>"The spiritual journey is individual, highly personal. It can’t be organized or regulated. It isn’t..."</title><description>“The spiritual journey is individual, highly personal. It can’t be organized or regulated. It isn’t true that everyone should follow one path. Listen to your own truth.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Ram Dass&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48701021687</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48701021687</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Apr 2013 12:48:12 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>your identity is beautiful but I feel like you find so much worth in it. the past gives you an identity and the future holds the promise of salvation, of fulfillment in whatever form. Both are illusions.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;thank you. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;you feel I believe in illusions of [social] identity is your point, yes? on what basis have you formed such an opinion? ze innanets ain’t the most accurate depiction of what I value. :) but I appreciate the observation.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48674617255</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48674617255</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Apr 2013 00:57:10 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Those doing soul work, who want the searing truth more than solace or applause, know each other..."</title><description>“Those doing soul work, who want the searing truth more than solace or applause, know each other right away. Those who want something else turn and take a seat in another room. Soul-makers find each other’s company.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Rumi&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48674325486</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48674325486</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Apr 2013 00:51:57 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Get baptized in the ocean of the hungry...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;my niggas turn into gods.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48670693685</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48670693685</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Apr 2013 23:54:35 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>last night: a little purple suede. a lot of purple chiffon....</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/ad7a335ae82dfcf9986627e4adba1551/tumblr_mlnr970nDQ1qf9nb0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;last night: a little purple suede. a lot of purple chiffon. #lipbarwasted off a ginger x tonic and pomegranatini mix.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48609704741</link><guid>http://ciciross.tumblr.com/post/48609704741</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Apr 2013 09:10:00 -0400</pubDate><category>lipbarwasted</category><category>cici ross</category><category>black fashion</category></item></channel></rss>
