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Papa Legba (none / 0) (#1) | |
by Peter Johnson on Mon Mar 25th, 2002 at 02:21:16 AM PST | |
You'll be, hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm, magnet for money
You'll be, mm-mm-mm-mm, magnet for love You'll feel, hmm, light in your body Now I'm gonna say, gonna say these words: Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo It might hmm-mmm-mm-mm...It might rain money It might hm-hi-hi-hi...It might rain fire Now I'm gonna call, Gonna call on Legba. Get yourself a sign Get your love and desire. Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempou Papa Legba, Come and open the gate. Papa Legba, To the city of camps. Now, we're your children Come and ride your horse In the night In the night Come and ride your horse There is a queen Of six sevens and nines Dust in your garden Poison in your mind There is a king That will steal your soul Din't let him catch you, Don't let him get control. Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo Papa Legba, Come and open the gate Papa Legba, To the city of camps Now, we're your children Come and ride your horse In the night In the night, come and ride your horse In the night In the night, come and ride your horse In the night In the night, come and ride your horse --Peter Are you adequate? |
Papa Loves Mambo (5.00 / 1) (#7) | |
by seventypercent on Tue Mar 26th, 2002 at 08:01:42 AM PST | |
Unh!
Papa loves mambo! Mamma loves mambo! Look at `em sway with it, Gettin' so gay with it, Shoutin' Ol� with it, Wow! Unh! Papa loves mambo! ( Papa loves mambo! ) Mamma loves mambo! ( Mamma loves mambo! ) Papa does great with it, Swings like a gate with it, He loses weight with it, Now! He goes to, she goes fro, He goes fast, she goes slow, He goes left, an' she goes right! Papa's lookin' for Mamma, But Mamma is nowhere in sight! Unh! Papa loves mambo! Mamma loves mambo! Havin' their fling again, Younger than spring again, Feelin' that zing again, Wow! Unh! Papa loves mambo! ( Papa loves mambo! ) Mamma loves mambo! ( Mamma loves mambo! ) Don't play the rumba an' don't play the samba, `Cause Papa loves mambo, tonight! Unh! Papa loves mambo! Mamma loves mambo! < instrumental break > Papa loves mambo! Mamma loves mambo! He goes to, she goes fro', He goes fast, she goes slow, He goes left, an' she goes right! Papa's lookin' for Mamma, But Mamma is nowhere in sight! Unh! Papa loves mambo! ( Papa loves mambo! ) Mamma loves mambo! ( Mamma loves mambo! ) Havin' their fling again, Younger than spring again, Feelin' that zing again, Wow! Unh! ( Papa loves mambo! ) Mambo Papa! ( Mamma loves mambo! ) Mambo Mamma! Don't play the rumba an' don't play the samba, `Cause Papa! Papa mambo, tonight! Unh! -- Red-blooded patriots do not use Linux. |
Question to Voodoo experts? (none / 0) (#3) | |
by Anonymous Reader on Mon Mar 25th, 2002 at 01:25:17 PM PST | |
What was the one in Live and Let Die, the blaxploitation Bond film. He was pretty cool looking with the top hat and the skull paint on his face. |
Baron Samedi (none / 0) (#4) | |
by iat on Mon Mar 25th, 2002 at 03:31:24 PM PST | |
The one in "Live and Let Die" with a top hat and a skull painted on his face was in fact an actor.
However, his costume was based upon Baron Samedi, who is regarded as the ruler of the dead. Adequacy.org - love it or leave it. |
A question for any Voodoo Priests, like em (5.00 / 1) (#8) | |
by bc on Tue Mar 26th, 2002 at 11:06:41 AM PST | |
Who happen to be passing by. I haven't voted on this poll yet, because I am unsure if voting for any particular option will somehow bring the capricious deity into my life. Does marking a checkbox count as an invitation? I know em is a Voodoo priest who understands the Arts well, and would be interested to hear his opinion before casting my vote. I don't want to find myself cursed by ignoring Voodoo protocol I am unaware of. A Wiccan girl I heard of went on holiday to Haiti and decided to say "Gosh, Baron Sandi is a splendid chap" once. She died of brain hemmorages a few days later. I don't want the same to happen to me :-\ ♥, bc. |
Unless you wish for Legba (5.00 / 1) (#9) | |
by chloedancer on Tue Mar 26th, 2002 at 05:46:41 PM PST | |
to come down from the crossroads and ride your ass, I recommend voting for Ezili Freda Dahomey (also known as "Erzulie"). Erzulie is not merely a loa of elemental forces, but instead the loa of ideal dreams, hopes and aspirations. It is said that she has no specific function but, unlike many other loa, is approachable in a confidential manner (she is a keeper of secrets, a bearer of intuitions and powerful through tangential influence). Her sacred days are Tuesday and Thursday. She wears red and blue dresses and jewels. As soon as someone is possessed by her, they are washed and dressed in finery. She is a high class, "high-yellow" mulatto who walks with a saucy sway to her hips. She is pleasure-loving, extravagant and likes to give and receive gifts. She fond of men but mistrusts women as rivals. She is a master of coquetry. She loves to dance and is the most graceful of all the loa. She is quite special to men and will dance with them, kiss and caress them, even in an often embarrassing manner. Erzulie wears three wedding bands since she has been (or is) wedded to Dumballah, Ogoun and Agwe. She has often flirted with Zaka, but she has completely dismissed his more coarse brother Ghede as unworthy. Erzulie is always in charge and may take any servitor present as her lover for the day if she chooses. Depite her flirtations and loving ways, Erzulie is seen as a "virgin"; she is the complete converse/opposite of the crude sexuality of Papa Ghede. While she is anything but virginal in the physical sense, her pureness stems from the belief that her love transcends the earth as a love derived from higher forces. She is also loosely associated with the Blessed Virgin Mary and her symbol is the heart, usually one broken with an arrow in much the same way as a dominant Catholic portrait of Mary has it. All things considered, I do believe that she's perfect for you, bc. |
Powerful stuff, that old-time voodoo... (none / 0) (#10) | |
by chloedancer on Wed Mar 27th, 2002 at 09:55:20 AM PST | |
Zibbida Zabbida Zalhody-hody Zumma Zoo (a.k.a. You're Mine) Last time you were here, over at my house I gave you a haircut, peeled your sunburned back Clipped your nails, put 'em all in my mojo sack Stir it up in a brew, those little bits of you Gonna cast a spell, thick with sweet perfume Ain't no use runnin', gonna dust yer broom And now you're mine You're mine, mon cher, you're mine You're mine So fine, won't share, you're mine! You're mine, mine, mine - 'til the end of time...* While there is something to be said for such a straightforward approach, I can't believe that it's ever been so easy, even for devout believers. Still wantin' me to give your hair a little trim, eh, Shoeboy, ma cher? (Can't you just picture the catlike wicked grin...?) --------------- (*Duffy Bishop/Chris Carlson, � 1994 Burnside Records/Flat Dead Toad Publishing-BMI.) |