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  • Ercell Fleurima

  • 39 / Female
  • ALAMEDA, California, US
  • Last Login: 11/27/2009

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    Poetry, Human nature, Sexual taboos, what turns people on not just sexually and I like researching it then every thing I am told or am curious about... />



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  • Hometown: SF
  • Orientation: Bi
  • Body type: 5' 10" / Average
  • Zodiac Sign: Aquarius
  • Children: Proud parent
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  • Education: Some college
  • Occupation: Mother,Author,Whore,Priestess, All & Nothing

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estoy en movimiento sobre la promoción de mi libro y hacer lecturas.
Estoy trabajando fuera de Wifi, así que mis respuestas tomar una pequeña cantidad de tiempo.
He oído ya la masa! Por favor, no dude en preguntar a su vecindario librería para ello.
Comprar o simplemente que me ayude a obtener la atención de librerías preguntando por ella.
Tengo más de cein de mensajes de correo electrónico, lo que me alegro de que escribí y que muchos compartimos, siento que estoy diciendo lo que no podía poner en palabras y han estado allí también.
Insto a la gente a escribir. Tal vez mi vida ha sido un poco en las actividades extra-(mantener la salsa de tomate) ordinarias, sin embargo, cada vida es diferente. Establece que la escritura libre.
Soy Ercell Valcina Monica Rima-Fleurima,
Autora de la Canción de los Hombres Ckiara esclavos
ISBN: ISBN
(quiere decir el numero que is mi personal de venta y de incontrar)


Un poco para romper el hielo


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MI ESCRITURA ES LO PROFUNDO DE UN LUGAR TODAS LAS EXPERIENCIAS PERSONALES
Son reales>>> MI STYYLE DE ESCRITURA, sin embargo, es en algún lugar entre alegría y tristeza / poesía y prosa! Dar a luz a un niño ... TODOS SUS PROPIOS

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Ckiara Song of Men Slaves, a new biographical novel by Ercell Valcina Fleurima,
transports readers into the life of a woman frustrated
with family abuse, as she refuses to be silent and exposes what happens when the family secret is exposed.
It turns an entire family against her, even community
leaders enable the abuse to continue, protect the aggressor (who is a union official) and steal her child in retaliation. The dramatic book details the emotional and physical, br>sexual and Psychological events of the main character’s childhood-young adult life that leads to the present spiritual, sexual and worldly
Enlightenment that helps her understands, accept and explore her life experiences.
Fleurima writes eloquently of the main characters defeats,
struggles and triumphs, sharing her experiences in a world of false equality, double standards and what happens when personal and sexual freedom is pursued at all costs.

The author’s brutal honesty and sense of humor lightens
the mood as she relates a poetic story in this interactive – narrator to reader experience.

Praises for Ckiara Song of Men Slaves:
“This book is a triumph of sexuality and spirituality. The author, E.V. Fleurima has described her past life working as a dominatrix in the sex industry, humbling men, having men slaves, and her own son stolen from her, which led to the creation of this beautiful book which questions society’s moral directions…” John Carruthers, University of Manchester
• “The manner in which she tells her story…I’ve never seen anything like it… Art translating life. It is amazing! Groundbreaking.”• Carol Leigh, Author – Unrepentant Whore
“As diverse and exotic as her heritage, she creates a deeply personal and eclectic blend of poetry and prose, which highlight, ‘Ckiara’, her inner persona.” Linda Garcia, University of Berkeley
Contact Information:
Ercell Valcina Fleurima
Alameda Ca 94501
510 712 5671




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EXCEPRTS from Ckiara song of Men Slaves:

CKIARA SONG OF MEN SLAVES
IN WRITTEN THEATRE



Ercell Valcina Monica Rima Fleurima
Ckiara: Song of Men Slaves
In written theatre
1987- Revised 2001
Revised-2006
Copyright © 2008
by Ercell Valcina Monica Rima Fleurima

ISBN 978-0-6152-425




Dedicated to: Bill (my mentor) Inspired by Saycsar
Saycsar, is Cupid realized and Haniel’s right hand man. My muse George, whose talents are only, matched by my angel Radueriel, the angel of art.
You darling are the inspiration of the muses, gods and goddess alike.
I know I’ve loved you both since the beginning and throughout time!

Infinity!

I’d like to thank my family, for without their actions. I would never have been inspired to pursue my passion writing.





CKIARA
SONG OF MEN SLAVES IN WRITTEN THEATRE

Introduction:

Hello Reader,
my name is Ercell Valcina Monica Rima-Fleurima.
For short, E.V. Fleurima.

This book is written in an unorthodox manner,
I like to call written theatre, it is a play about,
and told by a woman who is a Human/Sensual Dominatrix/Sacred Whore.

She describes her past and explains her perception of her
life, sexuality and spirituality and how she views the world through the world and society dealing with some one as odd and rare as she is. You know how we treat and view difference.
My book is intended as a production played out for the
reader (the reader is a voyeur) through my narration.
Font and format changes are the thespians that play out the scenes...
The book/play is interactive (from narrator to reader); in some scenes the reader becomes involved with the production.
The subject matter would appeal to readers who are
interested in frank discussions about sexuality, spirituality, poetry, female empowerment and artistic self expression.
The tone of the book is informal as the main character
addresses her guest in the dark corner of her home, as the narrator (me) and the reader (you) watch her.
The book is constructed as a theatrical monologue, although there are a couple scenes where other characters interact with the main character.
The book is dramatic—the main character describes emotionally and physically traumatic events from her
childhood,yet with a witty sense of humor she laughs
at her past and dreams of a better future. The book also contains scenes that are sexually explicit…

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NOTE FROM AUTHOR TO READER:
Don’t let me be misunderstood. This is not a violin playing, “poor me story” it’s far from it.
It is a story of evolution, Ckiara’s.
Ckiara and I are a work still in progress and here’s where we are at in our evolution.
I have made it really sexy and crazed much like my own life.
This story was created from the outrageous events that have
occurred in my life and my professional life as a Model,
dominatrix/whore, a mother, cab driver and human being.
I have had defeats, struggles and triumph.
It is also a labor of love that came to life through
fear, denial, bigotry, others deliberate and
my own genuine ignorance,a love unfulfilled and my son stolen from me.
The ache was a pain so great that it forced me to take
hand to pen and I put it to paper and revised my
poetry writing that led to the creative birth of,
“Ckiara
Songs of Men Slaves.”
I know that one day, when my son returns to me,
he will know what went on and my other capabilities I
have, if it embarrasses him?
Oh, well!!
Life is made of many things, including pride and shame.
I know he is not an unenlightened soul though
I’d like my son to know that sorrow evolves into bliss if
one accepts the task which is dealt,
then journeys through it rejecting nothing along the way.
I’d also like for him to know how it feels to experience
and learn from your own life…it’s not a lesson for all just,
the self yet it serves as a map for another in the future!
I will also like for my jingle boy (my infinite love)
to read what lead up to me not showing up in NY and what I was going through,when in our chance meeting,
I scorned him and walked away…

(That’s one of the reasons why I added my photographs to the book.)

My book is also about what can happen when one pursues personal freedom.

So with that in mind I took the liberty of writing it my
way, “written theatre”.
Plus all the fonts asked me to throw them a party. This is my souls’ art!


Thank you to my brother Milton Hebbert
Thank you John Carruthers.
Thank you (reader)…
Peace, love and light
Ercell Valcina Monica Rima-Fleurima


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{There is silence in the now candlelit room…Ckiara looks up and looks across the room in the direction of her guest. She has a troubled look on her face. The candles are hit by wind and there is darkness}

{A female voice in the dark is all your eyes hear}

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CKIARA’S HEART SINGS
I KNOW NOT HEARTBREAK
I’VE KEPT THE GATES LOCKED
THREW THE KEY OUT
IN THE PLACE WHERE ONLY GODDESSES AND GODS DARE TO WALK
FOR I’VE ALWAYS KNOWN
THE ONE THAT WAS CHOSEN FOR ME TO LOVE
AND HE TOO KNOWS
BUT THAT’S ABOUT IT
OH, YES
SO, CKIARA’S HEART SINGS TO YOU
JINGLE BOY BLUE
I KNOW TO LOVE
YET
TO RECEIVE I AM HEADSTRONG!
AS I WALK THROUGH LAVENDER FIELDS
IN A STATE OF NAKEDNESS
THROUGH A MIST OF LIGHT
BRILLIANT PURPLISH BLUE PETALS

I LAY UPON SPIKES OF LILAC FLOWERS
TO HAVE MY BODY SCENTED
SO THAT MANY MAY TOUCH
MY SOFT FEMININITY AND INHALE PARADISE
BUT
MY HEART’S GIRLISH SHYNESS AND INEXPERIENCE DO SHOW
YET
THE SHE IN ME IS ROUGH, DEEPLY ROOTED AND COURAGEOUS
SO, WOULD YOU MIND MY …MY…
THAT IS, SINCE YOU’RE NOT HERE AND ALL
IF I AM THIS HERE DAME…………...
……………………….. RENTS HERSELF AWAY
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhh
YOU SEE
WHILE OTHER LADIES DO KNEEL AND PRAY
FOR CHASTITY AND FORGIVENESS
AS THEY REPENT
WELL SEE…
WHILE ON MY KNEES I DO NOT SPEAK
BUT HEAR GROANS OF THOSE WHO TOWER OVER ME
WHILE FEEDING ME THEIR PLEASURE TREATS
MORE CUCUMBERS, CASSAVAS AND MUSSELS
YOU KNOW, THINGS OF THAT NATURE
AND, OH YES, IT IS FEEDING TIME
YOU MUST ADORN MY TABLE WITH ORCHIDS
THEY ARE SO SWEET INSIDE
FOR DESERT I’LL GLIDE IN WITH MY TONGUE
THEN LIKE A HUMMING BIRD
I’LL QUENCH MY THIRST WITH DROPS OF HER




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I SAY SHAMELESSLY WITHOUT REMORSE
YES, I AM THE OWNER OF MY BODY
FOR THERE’S TRANQUILITY IN MY SOUL
THOUGH HUMANKIND MAY TORTURE IT.
I KNOW ME
AND
THEY DON’T
THEIR THOUGHTS
THEY HOLD NO WATER WHEN I’M DEHYDRATED AND THIRSTY MY OWN MIND HAS TRIED TO CONVINCE MY HEART
THAT SHE (ME) KNOWS NOT YOURS
BECAUSE WE KNOW NOT LOVE
THE WAY MANKIND WOULD LIKE TO THINK THEY CAN DIRECT IT
HEY!
I WISH I COULD UNDRESS FOR ONLY YOU!
I AM A CREATURE OF THE NIGHT
BY DAY, I HIDE WHERE THE SHADOWS CAN’T BE SEEN
I AM A CREATURE OF LOVE
BUT
I’VE ENDURED MUCH ENVY AND HATE
EVEN MALICIOUS INTENT
EVEN SO, I HOLD NO GRUDGES
ALL IS FORGIVEN
EXCEPT FOR THOSE THAT HARM THE YOUNG INNOCENTS
I LIVE IN DREAMS
DREAMS I MAKE REAL
BUT MUST CONCEAL
I CANNOT REVEAL
ANYMORE
OF
WHAT I FEEL FOR THE REST CAN’T RELATE
AND LIKE ONLY TO DISGRACE ME
OR
BRAINWASH ME
FORCE ME TO THEIR PRESENT DARK AGE DAYS
AND WATCH US HERE IN THIS TIME
AS WE BEAT, KICK, YELL AT INANIMATE THINGS AND PEOPLE, TOO
WHEN ONE CAN’T RELATE OR CONTROL
OH, YES, CKIARA’S HEART WILL SING AGAIN
I KNOW NOT LOVE
IN THE INTIMATE SENSE
BETWEEN YOU AND ME
BUT, I KNOW HEARTBREAK
WHEN I SEE WHAT I SEE
HEAR WHAT I HEAR
EXPERIENCE WHAT I’VE EXPERIENCED
AND
FROM THE MAN I LOVE SO DEEPLY
MY LOVE SO STRONG IT TOUCHED AND REACHED HIM
BEFORE I PHYSICALLY COULD
AND WHEN I DID
OUR EYES TRULY MET
AND THAT WAS IT!
I KNOW AND FEEL HIS HANDS ARE TIED
AND ALL I DO
HAS BEEN WRITTEN………………………

Indeed……………………

And………………………………


ckiara song of men slaves..


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