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🌟🌟 Social 🌟🌟 Gibberings ver. CCXIX - "what's new, c*nty chops?"

I love Chinnamasta, her image is her standing with her head cut off on the top of a couple having sex.
A Belgium man I speak to who spent several years in India & joined a proper Tantric sect of Nath-Aghor wrote a book on the 10 Tantric mothers, a man from The USA got a copy & began to worship Chinamasta to cure his addiction to online porn, after he did the Puja (a series of strict acts of worship) for 30 days he was cured from his porn addiction, he became 100% impotent & couldn't get hard or had any sexual desire in any way, shape or form.

This upset him very much & he tried to take legal action against the author, his legal case didn't hold up any weight & was tossed out of court, he spent the rest of his life posting online against any worship of Chinnamasta or any of The 10 Tantric Mothers, I laughed so hard when I heard this.

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Responding to the image rather than the post.

I try to visit the Ashmolean in Oxford at least once a year it's always been my favourite museum and lately I find myself getting caught up in the India section for longer than most.

On my last visit I was hypnotized by this 16th century statue of Shiva depicted as the lord of the dance; dancing the universe and all creation in and out of existence in an expression of passion and joy.

Shit is dope.
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Se va a la mierda, Que te folle un pez hijo de puta!!!!!

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@Señor Moreno Can I move over & live with you, these lot aren't worth of their "La concha de tu madre"
¡Hijo de puta! They say they are dealers, I say "La concha de tu madre, Chinga tu madre"!!!!!!!
 
Fuck off, go fuck yourself, you son of a bitch!

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@Señor Moreno Can I move over & live with you, these lot aren't worth of their "La concha de tu madre"
Son of a bitch! They say they are dealers, I say "Fuck your mother, fuck your mother"!!!!!!!
Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?
Edit: Wow. It's weird how the reply changed your message. Didn't mean to bastardize you like that.
 
No. Sorry. I translated it using Google translator. That's why my comment reply of your post had the edited version of your comment. Sorry.
"La concha de tu madre, Chinga tu madre" is my #1 cuss in Spanish.
I learned basic Mexican Spanish after talking to people from there.

My mother would kick my ass if I spoke that way to her, Google translate doesn't do full justice to how offensive what I typed is, Google translate is 98% in what it translates to English, la concha de Tu madre would get you a savage beating if you said that in Mexico.
 
Se va a la mierda, Que te folle un pez hijo de puta!!!!!

:mad::mad::mad::mad:

@Señor Moreno Can I move over & live with you, these lot aren't worth of their "La concha de tu madre"
¡Hijo de puta! They say they are dealers, I say "La concha de tu madre, Chinga tu madre"!!!!!!!

Hahaha, I am afraid that you won't find here to be much different, lot of scum, more and more every day. Maybe about cannabis there is a difference, prize wise, but for harder stuff is even worse: same prizes and quality but you have to afford it with spanish salary or benefits ... bad bussiness, trust me

You allways kill me with your dirty Spanish 😂😂
You made me laugh with "que te folle un pez" ( I want a fish to fuck you")
Next time, for further offense, you go like " que te folle un pez espada" (I want a SWORDfish to fuck you). They sure will appreciate it😂😂
 
I've always wanted to learn Irish. I've always wanted to visit Ireland, too.
It's a difficult language to learn. But a beautiful country.

It's a beautiful country indeed, very nice people too.
But the language is really, really difficult to learn, as you said. It's not like German- English were many words would ring a bell, were you share some vocabulary. Same for Latin languages, even romanian. It's not the case with Irish, it's a Celtic language and you have no "linguistic ancor" to help you.
I lived there for a while and even attended Irish lessons, but all that I can remember is "Po ma hom" or something like that ( it was a invitation for people to kiss you on a different place than the mouth or the cheek, let's say)
 
It's a beautiful country indeed, very nice people too.
But the language is really, really difficult to learn, as you said. It's not like German- English were many words would ring a bell, were you share some vocabulary. Same for Latin languages, even romanian. It's not the case with Irish, it's a Celtic language and you have no "linguistic ancor" to help you.
I lived there for a while and even attended Irish lessons, but all that I can remember is "Po ma hom" or something like that ( it was a invitation for people to kiss you on a different place than the mouth or the cheek, let's say)
Póg mo thóin -that'll be the one.

My father was educated through the medium of Irish by the controversial Christian Brothers. Controversial for being sadistic wankers.
 
I have read something somewhere about them, yes. Dodgy lads for sure
Back in the day I could say a couple sentences but just like a curiosity, I obviously never learnt Irish at all.
The sad thing is that I had the chance to join some friends in a journey to a place in Kerry, they said that some old folks there still spoke Irish (not school learnt Irish, you get me) on a daily basis, despite them being English speakers too. We are talking 1990 and I was young and brat enough to "not to waste a weekend on a cultural thing" and never joined that journey. It hunts me to this day, missing the chance of meeting that gone Irish generarion
 
My dad spoke primarily 'Munster book Irish', but got sent to the Gaeltacht, and he wanted the same for me. It didn't sound good. Loads of people taking the piss because of my British accent and a language I didn't really understand. No thanks.

I did have the pleasure of meeting lots of Irish guys who got off the boat and never came back. They were all homesick for somewhere that doesn't really exist anymore.
 
I remember my dad being amazed that Cork now had a gay quarter.

I tried to explain that it was probably gay when he was growing up, but Ireland was very, very Catholic then and he wouldn't believe it.

Of course there were gay pubs back then.
 
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I remember my dad being amazed that Cork now had a gay quarter.
I know what you mean. When I was there they were trying to pass the divorce law. Not abortion, DIVORCE. Until 1991 or 1992 divorce was illegal in Ireland to my disbelief, despite me comming from another catholic country,. At first I saw them like fanatics, it took me a while to realize that catholicism wasn't only a religion like in Italy or Spain, it was a political flag too. We are talking about The Troubles years
It was a very different Ireland than nowadays, back then an italian pizza place owner and me were the blackest guys in town, you almost didn't see foreigners out of Dublin
 
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