Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Dont strive to make your presence noticed; just make your absence felt.
My presence won't be noticed; but my absence will be felt.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Novella
I'm quick with the wit and faster on the comedy. Given any life situation I can make a joke about it. If you can laugh at the bad things in life they lose their potency to affect your world around you. If laughter really is the best medicine then you can call me House.
The sum of a humans life can never be brought to fruition in a few simple words. To obtain the entire workings of "ME" takes more than reading a single autobiographical paragraph. The type of person that feels they can know enough about me by reading this about me section is the exact person I don't want to be associated with. The complexities of body and mind that bend, contort, converge, mingle, amplify, intensify, justify, multiply and abide by one another to equate to the being that is me takes intelligence, insight, ambition and curiosity to even begin to scratch the surface.
I'm a closed book but open to all to read. A hermetic life of the party. Loyal to the grave on all that are deserving. Will cast you out like a stone skipping across a pond when you damage me. A life of ambiguities and of contradictions. Challenge my libido and gamble with your future associated with me. Challenge me intellectually and cement a place forever in my life.
Every person in our lives leaves a little piece of themselves with us. All these pieces combine to make the whole psyche. so the better the people one associates with, the better the person will be. C'est mon panache will be the answer when people ask who my friends are. If you want answers have questions ready, don't ask questions you don't want to hear the answers to. I will not sugar coat the truth, I will not pander to your feelings.
I strive for greatness while stuck in a rut. I will travel far from this place in an effort to wash away the sins of yesteryear and start anew. All the while pining for what once was and dreaming of what will be. Living for the moment but concentrating on the future. I have a plan in life that includes an uncertain path of multiple plans hopefully combining to become a life worth remembering. Until that day comes I shall stay complacent like a good little cog in the machine that is humanity.
The sum of a humans life can never be brought to fruition in a few simple words. To obtain the entire workings of "ME" takes more than reading a single autobiographical paragraph. The type of person that feels they can know enough about me by reading this about me section is the exact person I don't want to be associated with. The complexities of body and mind that bend, contort, converge, mingle, amplify, intensify, justify, multiply and abide by one another to equate to the being that is me takes intelligence, insight, ambition and curiosity to even begin to scratch the surface.
I'm a closed book but open to all to read. A hermetic life of the party. Loyal to the grave on all that are deserving. Will cast you out like a stone skipping across a pond when you damage me. A life of ambiguities and of contradictions. Challenge my libido and gamble with your future associated with me. Challenge me intellectually and cement a place forever in my life.
Every person in our lives leaves a little piece of themselves with us. All these pieces combine to make the whole psyche. so the better the people one associates with, the better the person will be. C'est mon panache will be the answer when people ask who my friends are. If you want answers have questions ready, don't ask questions you don't want to hear the answers to. I will not sugar coat the truth, I will not pander to your feelings.
I strive for greatness while stuck in a rut. I will travel far from this place in an effort to wash away the sins of yesteryear and start anew. All the while pining for what once was and dreaming of what will be. Living for the moment but concentrating on the future. I have a plan in life that includes an uncertain path of multiple plans hopefully combining to become a life worth remembering. Until that day comes I shall stay complacent like a good little cog in the machine that is humanity.
Monday, July 11, 2011
Self Control
I've heard it said don't go to bed while hanging on to sorrow,
You may not have the chance to laugh with those you love tomorrow.
You may not mean the words you speak when anger takes its toll,
you may regret your actions once you lost your self-control.
When you've lost your temper and you've said some hurtful things,
think about the heartache that your actions sometimes bring.
You'll never get those moments back,
such precious time to waste,
and all because of things you said in anger and in haste.
So if you really love someone and your pride has settled in,
you may not ever have the chance to say to them again....
"I love you and I miss you, and although we don't agree,
I'll try to see your point of view, please do the same for me."
You may not have the chance to laugh with those you love tomorrow.
You may not mean the words you speak when anger takes its toll,
you may regret your actions once you lost your self-control.
When you've lost your temper and you've said some hurtful things,
think about the heartache that your actions sometimes bring.
You'll never get those moments back,
such precious time to waste,
and all because of things you said in anger and in haste.
So if you really love someone and your pride has settled in,
you may not ever have the chance to say to them again....
"I love you and I miss you, and although we don't agree,
I'll try to see your point of view, please do the same for me."
Peace comes in Rain
SOMETIMES YOU TRAP YOURSELF IN THE RAIN..... No DOWNPOUR SHOULD EVER HOLD YOU CAPTIVE when you're the CAPTIVATING part of its EXISTENCE... SEVENJ Too many times you BARE IT ALL to only see that you can't BARE IT ALL. This should never stop you from being who you are. MAN nor STORM should cause you to not be WOMAN nor QUEEN. Even in the RAIN a WOMAN appears to be even more sexier. Make-up drips away to expose a FOUNDATION that needed NO FOUNDATION. This STORM is what gives us a GLIMPSE of the TRUE BEAUTY UNDERNEATH the HAIR STYLES... That INNER BEAUTY BENEATH the EYE SHADOW. Stop letting the RAIN OF RESENTMENT become a DESTINY of unsure DOWNPOURS. You SEDUCE us as we see you gain strength. When it RAINS ON YOU... You better REIGN FOR US. Water can be DRIED OFF, but you shouldn't ever LOSE YOUR MOISTURE. If ANY man means more to you than LIFE ITSELF: That RELATIONSHIP will come with your COFFIN. You may see the DARKNESS IN THE OVERHEAD CLOUDS, but don't you ever have a FUNERAL FOR SELF. If he doesn't LOVE YOU ENOUGH to HANG AROUND: LOVE YOU ENOUGH to LET HIM GO. Even though you're STILL STANDING: There comes a time when you need to just WALK OFF. TORRENTIAL RAINS lasts because you STAY IN THEM... Not because THEY STAY AROUND YOU. When you find SHELTER IN LOVING YOURSELF from the INSIDE... It doesn't matter if there's a DOWNPOUR OF PAIN for you on the OUTSIDE. You'll SEE A MAN for WHO HE IS when you RECOGNIZE YOU for WHO YOU ARE. So if you THOUGHT he was WRONG FOR YOU: You should never THINK he can do RIGHT BY YOU. LOVE is a SET OF CIRCUMSTANCES that lead to a SET OF CERTAIN STANCES... You're more than WORTH THE GIVING OF IT, but always WORTH THE SHARING OF IT. And if what you HAVE IN LOVE TELLS YOU DIFFERENT: What you HAVE IN YOU should SHOW THEM BETTER. LADIES: If you aren't HAPPY NOW, but you stand there WAITING: You won't be HAPPY LATER because LOVE IS INTRODUCE at the START and will always KNOW YOUR NAME at the ENDING. If he makes you CRY A RIVER, but doesn't send a LIFE BOAT: You need to be DROWNING in SORROW. If you GIVE YOUR HEART, but GET BACK PAIN: GIVE IT UP and GET BACK RESPECT. Don't WAIT on a man to EXHALE when you haven't taken a DEEP BREATH for yourself yet. The STORM YOU'RE IN IS ON THE INSIDE even when you can feel the POUNDING OF RAIN ON THE OUTSIDE. Your LOVE FOR YOU PLACES AN UMBRELLA OVER YOUR HEART, but that STRENGTH IN YOU will PLACE AN UMBRELLA OVER YOUR HEAD....
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Trying to put my finger on my rope scene Sat night of Shibaricon
The Rope acted as His extended embrace...
....my body was starving for touch; His Hands, His Lips, His teeth, were like morphine... just intoxicating; as I felt my self slowly slip away.
... His biting all over my body, the hands around my throat, they were all were intoxicating...
..The rope was pushing my body's limits.. just when I thought I was as contorted as I could be... He pushed it farther... and farther... From the tight rope to being thrown into the next position... to being so vulnerable because I was stuck; everything was at His will; it was beautifully overwhelming...
...my body was left pulsating; craving for more....
...I felt like Jellow, just when I thought I was totally spent, that I had slipped as far as I could go; Then the Rope Drag starts as I was unpackaged- and I was lost all over again.
Thank you, you know who you are :)
....my body was starving for touch; His Hands, His Lips, His teeth, were like morphine... just intoxicating; as I felt my self slowly slip away.
... His biting all over my body, the hands around my throat, they were all were intoxicating...
..The rope was pushing my body's limits.. just when I thought I was as contorted as I could be... He pushed it farther... and farther... From the tight rope to being thrown into the next position... to being so vulnerable because I was stuck; everything was at His will; it was beautifully overwhelming...
...my body was left pulsating; craving for more....
...I felt like Jellow, just when I thought I was totally spent, that I had slipped as far as I could go; Then the Rope Drag starts as I was unpackaged- and I was lost all over again.
Thank you, you know who you are :)
Thursday, June 2, 2011
What is a Sir?
Above all else he cherishes his submissive, in the knowledge that the gift she gives him is the greatest of all. He can be demanding at times and may take full advantage of the power given to him, but knows how to share the pleasure and show the respect that comes from that precious gift.
He is in control of himself first and foremost, so that he may guide his sub to new areas of arousal and pleasure. As a firm Dom, he can cause his sub to shed real tears, not from pain but wanting to please him because she is always pleased and taken care of by him.. As the consummate lover, he will then kiss the tears away, without ever stepping out of character. His goal is never to hurt but to be able to control their emotional situations.
In times of trouble, a Dominant will leave the roles behind, to be a supportive friend and partner, never forgetting that this is still a loving relationship between two caring individuals. He is quick to understand the differences between fantasy and reality. He would never ask a submissive to put him before her career, or family, just to satisfy his own pleasure. He is kind and wise.
To win the mind of his submissive, body and soul, he knows he must first win her trust and heart. He will show his submissive humor, kindness, and warmth. He must also show her that his guidance and tutoring is knowledgeable and deserving of her attention, that this is a man she can learn from, trust his direction and respect.
When it comes time to teach his submissive her lessons of obedience, he is a strong and unyielding professor. Never talking down to her but always being careful with not only what is said but how it is said and what effect that will have on her. And any discipline is always followed by forgiveness and love and then we move on.
He is a careful guide, with safety always his main concern. He knows how to use the "outskirts" of pain to extend the bounds of pleasure. He is a mentor who can bring her to the edges of her envelope, and gently show her the inner courage to reach new heights.
He is always open to communication and discussion, always ready to hear her wants and needs. He is patient, taking the time to learn her limits, and knowing that as her trust of him grows, so will they.
He never has to demand ritual behavior by her. She responds to him out the want of pleasing him. Compliance comes from the wanting to please, not the fear of punishment. He understands the fragile nature of mind and body, and never violates the trust given to him.
He is secure enough to laugh at himself and the absurdities of life. Open minded enough to learn new things and strong enough to grow. His tools are mind, body, spirit and soul with a little help from rope, paddle and blindfold. He understands that each partner gains most from pleasuring the other. And both of them know that love is the only binding that truly holds.
He is in control of himself first and foremost, so that he may guide his sub to new areas of arousal and pleasure. As a firm Dom, he can cause his sub to shed real tears, not from pain but wanting to please him because she is always pleased and taken care of by him.. As the consummate lover, he will then kiss the tears away, without ever stepping out of character. His goal is never to hurt but to be able to control their emotional situations.
In times of trouble, a Dominant will leave the roles behind, to be a supportive friend and partner, never forgetting that this is still a loving relationship between two caring individuals. He is quick to understand the differences between fantasy and reality. He would never ask a submissive to put him before her career, or family, just to satisfy his own pleasure. He is kind and wise.
To win the mind of his submissive, body and soul, he knows he must first win her trust and heart. He will show his submissive humor, kindness, and warmth. He must also show her that his guidance and tutoring is knowledgeable and deserving of her attention, that this is a man she can learn from, trust his direction and respect.
When it comes time to teach his submissive her lessons of obedience, he is a strong and unyielding professor. Never talking down to her but always being careful with not only what is said but how it is said and what effect that will have on her. And any discipline is always followed by forgiveness and love and then we move on.
He is a careful guide, with safety always his main concern. He knows how to use the "outskirts" of pain to extend the bounds of pleasure. He is a mentor who can bring her to the edges of her envelope, and gently show her the inner courage to reach new heights.
He is always open to communication and discussion, always ready to hear her wants and needs. He is patient, taking the time to learn her limits, and knowing that as her trust of him grows, so will they.
He never has to demand ritual behavior by her. She responds to him out the want of pleasing him. Compliance comes from the wanting to please, not the fear of punishment. He understands the fragile nature of mind and body, and never violates the trust given to him.
He is secure enough to laugh at himself and the absurdities of life. Open minded enough to learn new things and strong enough to grow. His tools are mind, body, spirit and soul with a little help from rope, paddle and blindfold. He understands that each partner gains most from pleasuring the other. And both of them know that love is the only binding that truly holds.
Friday, May 27, 2011
When Old Skeletons come out to play they mess with old scars that still bleed a little....
I have been at a point in my life where I was spread so thin with emotions that I vowed to never be that way again; walking around with my arm on my sleeve; right out there in the open to get hurt... It was ok at the time because it was well taken care of; it felt safe; secure; no worries were even in the future. Then everything came crashing down because of 1 word (6 letters). It was at that time 4 years ago I took an oath to myself to bury the highschool skeletons, to scab over all the hurt I was going through, to truck on get the hell over it.
Well I did get over it in a sense of the word; I buried my feelings - they turned to skeletons; and my life continued rolling... even with the subliminal search for someone to even come close or par to what you had before. Those years were full of lessons, people falling short of your expectations; or even it was that the other party knew you weren't with them 100%; part of your heart was still off somewhere else.
It is amazing where that little corner or "umph" of backed up energy to deal with life's shittiest moments happens to pop up when you want it the most.
But when that 4 year reunion happened and everything was laid out on the table for him to see; That night was awesome; I"ve been missing nights like those for a longtime. It also brought out alot of old skeletons. Ones that I have worked really hard to bury. I know we have talked I have told you my deepest feelings. Even after I showed you my piece about my feelings about how I felt; I still had to feedback from him, where he sat, what was in his head. You know me so well that the night was proof of that. I just realized how much I missed that connection. I think that was why I started getting all teary eyed while we were kissing. I didn't want to stop and I didn't want to let you go afraid that it would never happen again. Afraid that your going to unearth all these feelings I have for you that I"ve buried and I"m goign to be vulnerable to getting hurt again.
So just when you think this is all you can handle? All this 4 year pent up crap that is all coming to the surface... add on top of it a weekend that you had been looking towards for an entire year; that all these promises of "well when you're here with me next year we will be able to do this this this this and this; and explore all these neat interesting ways that I have showed you to express our feelings and explore each others sexuality but no; because you made a stupid jump of the gun decision 6 months ago he's going to be there to rub salt in the wounds that are already festered from mr highschool sweetheart; with even more salt that is in your face on how he so "quickly" got over you even though he was detrimentally hurt. AAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!! I wish i had a drug of choice so I could escape this reality funk! But know this is what makes me stronger because its not killing me correct?
Well I did get over it in a sense of the word; I buried my feelings - they turned to skeletons; and my life continued rolling... even with the subliminal search for someone to even come close or par to what you had before. Those years were full of lessons, people falling short of your expectations; or even it was that the other party knew you weren't with them 100%; part of your heart was still off somewhere else.
It is amazing where that little corner or "umph" of backed up energy to deal with life's shittiest moments happens to pop up when you want it the most.
But when that 4 year reunion happened and everything was laid out on the table for him to see; That night was awesome; I"ve been missing nights like those for a longtime. It also brought out alot of old skeletons. Ones that I have worked really hard to bury. I know we have talked I have told you my deepest feelings. Even after I showed you my piece about my feelings about how I felt; I still had to feedback from him, where he sat, what was in his head. You know me so well that the night was proof of that. I just realized how much I missed that connection. I think that was why I started getting all teary eyed while we were kissing. I didn't want to stop and I didn't want to let you go afraid that it would never happen again. Afraid that your going to unearth all these feelings I have for you that I"ve buried and I"m goign to be vulnerable to getting hurt again.
So just when you think this is all you can handle? All this 4 year pent up crap that is all coming to the surface... add on top of it a weekend that you had been looking towards for an entire year; that all these promises of "well when you're here with me next year we will be able to do this this this this and this; and explore all these neat interesting ways that I have showed you to express our feelings and explore each others sexuality but no; because you made a stupid jump of the gun decision 6 months ago he's going to be there to rub salt in the wounds that are already festered from mr highschool sweetheart; with even more salt that is in your face on how he so "quickly" got over you even though he was detrimentally hurt. AAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!! I wish i had a drug of choice so I could escape this reality funk! But know this is what makes me stronger because its not killing me correct?
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