.... in the background i am listening to tool's latest epic entitled 'lateralus'.
a beautiful and brooding album of dense and spiraling dark music that swells and that feeds like a unredemptive lover not bothered by the doubts nor
stigmatised by the fear of their hunger and appetite.....
as i listen to this goregous album - how i am drawn to those difficult melodies
that burn beneath the darker waters of our blood......... - i was struck by the
simply thought of how many are so afraid of that dark brooding place within
the soul --
that sweet yearning that manifests itself as sensuality: as eroticsim; and as
desire that sweeps across the lands of memory and thought.
for those who may read this: do me a favor right now - let your mind pause
to a moment when you were that relentless lover in pursuit:
how she felt sweet against you as she moaned her needs to you -
how his cock swelled and throbbed within you as he serenaded your ways...
and then as you return to the current program forever in progress ask yourself why you have become afraid of that dark and seething water....
instead these wonderous waters of touch and taste and yearning callings
become the party favors of a dull and pathetic gathering of individuals - as
we have all tasted this in one way or manner of experience......
the 'lover' who was there but who was unable to truly move through our
opened doors of ceaseless possibilities and limitless moments.
and while we are apt and blind to blame the 'lover' shall we not blame the
author of this sad chapter:
ourselves.....
we have spend ageless energies and ageless moments reducing our desires
to the honour of cheap paper cups to receive the heady wines that we crave
and need...... how often have you thought: '..my godd: why is this such a bore.....' in the midst of fucking or sucking or be fucked or being sucked...
how often have you logged on to that erotic and wild chat zone only to be
bored minutes into it by the geeks and the one dimensional personalities
gracing the screen under such monikers as 'high heel horny house wife'
or 'bob_has_big_dick4u'..............
and why oh why have we allowed our sensuality to take such a backseat....
why has our sensuality become the scolded child sitting in the backseat unable to speak to us ............
what are we really afraid of...... why are we so frightened by this wonderous
and powerful child that yearns and calls and hungers and needs to taste to
touch to be devoured and to devour..........
why do we fail to be relentless in our pursuits to taste those nectars - and how dare we sit upon the judgement throne over the individual who pursues
their desires -
as i am often to tell my wife i am glad that i married a woman who was a slut
and enjoyed the many hard cocks she has sucked and fucked because it has
fed her.............
because my wife can appreciate what a hard cock means to her.
how many wives out there are not having anything to do with a hard cock....
and conversely how many husbands are afraid to yield to the power of their
hard cocks.........
as a culture we have become a very sexaphobic nation (see 'sexual harrassment' for a further update into the pathetic nature of this nation's
libido versus the europea cultures that remain very sensual and sticky....):
we do not want to see eroticism although it dominates the headlines and
is brandished across the television in the manner of ads and commericals to
sale yo your cars - your toothpaste - your tampons and your beer - your
restaurants and your fabric softeners - your sports and your movies........
but yet we do not like 'fucking'......
we can even say the word 'fucking' or 'fuck' because it has such a negative
connotation in the same vein as 'satan' has a negative vibe to it and even
'fucking' and 'satan' are often linked as being one and the same time and
time again......
and how good is 'lovemaking' or 'making love' men and women when there is
no fire when there is no passion when there is no storm to rise and turn the
calm waters to sweet rage and desires..........
but yet we all want to 'make love' and not fuck.......
we all want god but never satan - athough satan was made by god and hence how does god make a mistake in creating satan ( and please don't
give me the shoe shine song of 'free will' and disobedience by lucifer: please
do not insult your intelligence believing that shit load..........) as god is perfect
and without flaw and without 'sin'......
and yet we do not want to address the problem but we would rather blame
the wife - the husband - the lover - and of course the devil when the sex is
not 'special' (another of those useless words: special......... and remember
that animals fuck but you do not see them attempting to justify why they
shouldn't have fucked so and so because it was wrong it was very wrong.....)
or when the sex is 'dirty' (as compared to what then i asked: line dry fresh
with the scent of spring and lilacs...........) and we feeled 'used'.........
ahhhhh - yes yes then how about feelings being hurt when so and so does
so and so and so and so is not there to love them and it was lust and lust
is sooo disgusting because you are just a body and not a person and ....
and....
and how many married couples would love to be lusted by their wife or
husband........................
and how can truly justify to me that love and lust are not one in the same -
this requires the rhetoricalists to really think carefully and not give the usual
dessert answer of: '.....when you love someone you respect them but when
you lust after someone you just want to use them.....'
for the married women and married men who have lovers on the side - can
you please sit down with your local rhetoricalist ad explain to them what it
means to have a lover who loves and lusted after you please..........
i will provide the coffee and the small finger foods.
it seems apparent to me that an opened forum needs be existing to overcome this pervasive and sinister undercurrent of sexaphobic - and oh:
for those who may respond with how much they are fucking and sucking and
it is really great: you are just as fearful and afraid as the next one who isn;t
fucking and sucking...............
what i am calling for is a mindset that is willing to sit down and encourage
the herd to become more than fuck machines and celebate on lookers afraid
to taste and to touch their own sensual ad sensuous waters flowing within
their dark bloods.
enough of the masks and enough of the great pics of such liberated people
when these same people are afraid to indulge in a forum that isn't about
getting off and cumming as often as reasoned but to understand that without
an understanding there can not be an honest and a powerful threadship
of eroticism and devtions; of desire and hope; of spirit and of flesh........
that unites and that rises above the din and the confusion and the pain and
the useless pretending.
thank you.
.g
a beautiful and brooding album of dense and spiraling dark music that swells and that feeds like a unredemptive lover not bothered by the doubts nor
stigmatised by the fear of their hunger and appetite.....
as i listen to this goregous album - how i am drawn to those difficult melodies
that burn beneath the darker waters of our blood......... - i was struck by the
simply thought of how many are so afraid of that dark brooding place within
the soul --
that sweet yearning that manifests itself as sensuality: as eroticsim; and as
desire that sweeps across the lands of memory and thought.
for those who may read this: do me a favor right now - let your mind pause
to a moment when you were that relentless lover in pursuit:
how she felt sweet against you as she moaned her needs to you -
how his cock swelled and throbbed within you as he serenaded your ways...
and then as you return to the current program forever in progress ask yourself why you have become afraid of that dark and seething water....
instead these wonderous waters of touch and taste and yearning callings
become the party favors of a dull and pathetic gathering of individuals - as
we have all tasted this in one way or manner of experience......
the 'lover' who was there but who was unable to truly move through our
opened doors of ceaseless possibilities and limitless moments.
and while we are apt and blind to blame the 'lover' shall we not blame the
author of this sad chapter:
ourselves.....
we have spend ageless energies and ageless moments reducing our desires
to the honour of cheap paper cups to receive the heady wines that we crave
and need...... how often have you thought: '..my godd: why is this such a bore.....' in the midst of fucking or sucking or be fucked or being sucked...
how often have you logged on to that erotic and wild chat zone only to be
bored minutes into it by the geeks and the one dimensional personalities
gracing the screen under such monikers as 'high heel horny house wife'
or 'bob_has_big_dick4u'..............
and why oh why have we allowed our sensuality to take such a backseat....
why has our sensuality become the scolded child sitting in the backseat unable to speak to us ............
what are we really afraid of...... why are we so frightened by this wonderous
and powerful child that yearns and calls and hungers and needs to taste to
touch to be devoured and to devour..........
why do we fail to be relentless in our pursuits to taste those nectars - and how dare we sit upon the judgement throne over the individual who pursues
their desires -
as i am often to tell my wife i am glad that i married a woman who was a slut
and enjoyed the many hard cocks she has sucked and fucked because it has
fed her.............
because my wife can appreciate what a hard cock means to her.
how many wives out there are not having anything to do with a hard cock....
and conversely how many husbands are afraid to yield to the power of their
hard cocks.........
as a culture we have become a very sexaphobic nation (see 'sexual harrassment' for a further update into the pathetic nature of this nation's
libido versus the europea cultures that remain very sensual and sticky....):
we do not want to see eroticism although it dominates the headlines and
is brandished across the television in the manner of ads and commericals to
sale yo your cars - your toothpaste - your tampons and your beer - your
restaurants and your fabric softeners - your sports and your movies........
but yet we do not like 'fucking'......
we can even say the word 'fucking' or 'fuck' because it has such a negative
connotation in the same vein as 'satan' has a negative vibe to it and even
'fucking' and 'satan' are often linked as being one and the same time and
time again......
and how good is 'lovemaking' or 'making love' men and women when there is
no fire when there is no passion when there is no storm to rise and turn the
calm waters to sweet rage and desires..........
but yet we all want to 'make love' and not fuck.......
we all want god but never satan - athough satan was made by god and hence how does god make a mistake in creating satan ( and please don't
give me the shoe shine song of 'free will' and disobedience by lucifer: please
do not insult your intelligence believing that shit load..........) as god is perfect
and without flaw and without 'sin'......
and yet we do not want to address the problem but we would rather blame
the wife - the husband - the lover - and of course the devil when the sex is
not 'special' (another of those useless words: special......... and remember
that animals fuck but you do not see them attempting to justify why they
shouldn't have fucked so and so because it was wrong it was very wrong.....)
or when the sex is 'dirty' (as compared to what then i asked: line dry fresh
with the scent of spring and lilacs...........) and we feeled 'used'.........
ahhhhh - yes yes then how about feelings being hurt when so and so does
so and so and so and so is not there to love them and it was lust and lust
is sooo disgusting because you are just a body and not a person and ....
and....
and how many married couples would love to be lusted by their wife or
husband........................
and how can truly justify to me that love and lust are not one in the same -
this requires the rhetoricalists to really think carefully and not give the usual
dessert answer of: '.....when you love someone you respect them but when
you lust after someone you just want to use them.....'
for the married women and married men who have lovers on the side - can
you please sit down with your local rhetoricalist ad explain to them what it
means to have a lover who loves and lusted after you please..........
i will provide the coffee and the small finger foods.
it seems apparent to me that an opened forum needs be existing to overcome this pervasive and sinister undercurrent of sexaphobic - and oh:
for those who may respond with how much they are fucking and sucking and
it is really great: you are just as fearful and afraid as the next one who isn;t
fucking and sucking...............
what i am calling for is a mindset that is willing to sit down and encourage
the herd to become more than fuck machines and celebate on lookers afraid
to taste and to touch their own sensual ad sensuous waters flowing within
their dark bloods.
enough of the masks and enough of the great pics of such liberated people
when these same people are afraid to indulge in a forum that isn't about
getting off and cumming as often as reasoned but to understand that without
an understanding there can not be an honest and a powerful threadship
of eroticism and devtions; of desire and hope; of spirit and of flesh........
that unites and that rises above the din and the confusion and the pain and
the useless pretending.
thank you.
.g
