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Black Theory: blackitivity

           Theme music for this post:  Sanctuary / Constance Demby / Sanctum Sanctuorum


.....INHALE.....  BLACK IS BEAUTIFUL, BLACK IS POWERFUL, BLACK IS BOLD, BLACK IS AUTHORITATIVE,  BLACK IS CLASSY, BLACK IS THE STRONG ICY COLD DARTH VADOR DEATH GRIP; CLINCHED FIST TELEPATHY.  BLACK WRAPPED TIGHTLY AROUND  CREAMY TOFU COMPLEXIONED TAUT SKIN; SMOOTH COMPLEXITY.   BLACK IS  THE UNIVERSE  SPRINKLED WITH STARDUST IN THE FORM OF PLANETARY BODIES.   PITCH BLACK, EBONY BLACK, JET BLACK, ONYX BLACK, SOOTY BLACK, BLACK.  BLACKNESS.  BLACK IS NOT A COLOR, IT IS BLACK, IT IS INFINITY, IT IS BOUNDLESS, YET BOUNDED BUT ETERNAL....EXHALE......



The allure of black is powerful yet intriguing.  It is that way because it's not a color, yet we identify it as such for practical purposes.    It is the great non-color of all things.   The omni-non-colour.

"Technically black is what your brain perceives when there is a total absence of reflected light.
However when painting, artists often create their own blacks for shadows and such, by mixing a Primary colour and its opposite Secondary colour. (ie. Blue and orange) to create "shades" of black (and grey). This tends to give a painting more "life" as black is uncommon in nature." Science...



Black gives meaning to color, gives color emotion, gives it its power, gives it life.   Black defines the curves, eyelashes, hips, and  silhouettes, it defines the beauty in every single object and being.   It is the all definer.   Black provides contrast.   Black eyes, black hair, black skirts, black pumps.   Black on fair white legginess.   Blaaackkkkkkk.....


Black Messiah


Black is Tokyo, black ties, black tie events, black holes, black president, black oil, black iPhones, black iPads,  Japanese goddesses draped in blackness.



Black makes all colors stand out.   It accentuates the natural muscle tone and beauty of a woman.   Japanese women in black power suits do it for me everyday.   It is pure joy.    Power look looking at me:  Austere.  Commanding.   Intelligent.  Blackfabulous!!  Blacktaculous!!   





Ever since the late Kenzo Tange, the father of Tokyo, put ink to paper he crafted a grand scheme for how he wanted modern Japan to look.   A grand chaotic scene that some how works and blends perfectly with the Japanese and nature.    






I have wondered through the streets of  heavily foreigner populated cities like Roppongi and Azabu, and have been impressed at how well Western elements have blended in with Japanese elements.    I have seen the foreign community ambling about and speaking in Japanese with their airs, and dining in posh restaurants with sophisticates who have fine tuned their spoken English skills.    They even have the Robert Dinero swagger, and Bruce Willis appeal.   It's like they have totally redefined themselves.  Japanese men know how to sell their souls.    And even with all of that, the modern Japanese woman still maintains herself and  her appeal.   She knows how to appeal to and be appealing at the same time.    She carries herself exceptionally well in public - that cannot be denied.     From top to bottom; from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, she is flawless.    Even my staff, when 3-11 hit, they still kept themselves in front of a mirror making sure that not one single hair was out of place and that their rouge was properly applied while still working under duress when security cordoned off  passageways and access to elevators.   Basically forcing them to remain in the office for hours.       








In the morning, the commute to Tokyo is strangely aromatic.   I can smell hints of Tresor perfume, and lion heart cologne for men - mixed in with a little after-shave.   Fresh smell of Biore Shampoo here and there wafting from car to car on the express.    A sea of black suit clad Japanese with rigid faces with eyes that could pierce through the soul like a knife; beautiful, exquisitely beautiful.    A one race society is what it feels like.   That too for some reason is exquisitely beautiful and profound for me.   I am a good subordinate.  




   

I stand behind black, I back black.   One two three, strut, one two three, and strut again.   Sounds of nylons rubbing together between thighs so bobbiliciously and rhythmically, as hips sway from side to side.   Get out of my way you barbarian!   I'm marching with a sense of purpose, can't you see!?   I have a job to do.    Lay down and die, would you please?  Fuck you with a an arigatou gozaimasu and a smile.   You can never understand what it means to be a Japanese.    Makkeee meee. ...understand..... pleassssssszzzze!!




The modern Japanese woman comes in all shapes and sizes, but more often than not tend to be thin, prim, and proper.   The Tokyo woman is office savvy, and surprisingly tech-savvy, too.   They can do anything when they wear black, that is.     




               superblackilisticblackilidocious
superblackiliciousblackalickingbadass........




            Now...Who the fuck are you????
                  [ thank you god ]









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