Śábda is the Sanskrit word for "speech sound". In Sanskrit grammar, the term refers to an utterance in the sense of linguistic performance.
In classical Indian philosophy of language, the grammarian Katyayana stated that shabda ("speech") is eternal (nitya), as is artha "meaning", and that they share a mutual co-relation. According to Patanjali, the permanent aspect of shabda is sphoṭa ("meaning"), while dhvani ("sound, acoustics") is ephemeral to shabda.
Om, or Aum, a sacred syllable of Hinduism, Buddhism, and Jainism, is considered to be the first resonating vibrational sound within an individual being. It also denotes the non-dualistic universe as a whole. In Buddhism, Om corresponds to the crown chakra and white light.
Bhartrihari, on the other hand, held a shabda-advaita position, identifying shabda as indivisible, and unifying the notions of cognition and linguistic performance, which is ultimately identical to Brahman. Bhartrhari recognised two entities, both of which may be referred to as "shabda". One entity is the underlying cause of the articulated sounds, while the other entity is the functionality that is used to express meaning. Bhartrhari thus rejected the difference posited between the ontological and the linguistic by logicians. His concept of shabda-brahman which identified linguistic performance and creation itself ran parallel to the Greek concept of logos.
Feed us, tease us
I've got this power in my genitals
Let me go on for
Tease me, I'll stand high
Attention deficit
Don't pull short of what I'm near
I will tease her
Beautiful, a tease, yea.
Can your dick support your body weight?
Turn round and let me show you what I mean
Yea, yea, ..?
I've played with other girls
But Kinder is my whore
I will tease her
I'm more and more, of yours
And I'll wait, ah-hai
And I'll wait, ah-hai
And I'll wait, ah-hai
Cause I'm not afraid, tease her
You've got the best of me, yeah
Figured out
Cause I'm not afraid, tease her
You've got the best of me, yeah
Figured out
Pull!
I went, I went to the bottom,
I slip, for me it's you
Oh sweet, as papa's girl should be
Oh shit, what have I found?
I twisted
And my arms hurt
And I took down
Oh yeah to the bottom
Do I scare you?
Well I should be
(Its broken) I bore them
You know youll break in scaredom
You wont fight when your sore
Come on you have to break that change
Youll slip when your sore
Get up, arent your arms still working?
Youll slip when your sore