This is an Arapho prayer, taught to me by an elder. I recite it every morning as I offer my alpha cream to Priapus.
I wash my hands — the instrument of my work — so they may be as clean as my heart, and I touch my n******, my testicles, my phallus.
The c*** pulsates; may it be aroused in a good way.
My c*** is the path to life, to pleasure, and to satisfaction.
I honour the brotherhood. May the spirit of all men who have spilled their seed before me guide my hands in self love.
M*********** is governed by the creator who planted the seed in man. It is an expression of him because my c*** belongs to him. I lovingly accept the power of the phallus.
