Isolated Blurt Thread

[carsonshepherd]

Cool, heavy stone.... If only they weren't so damned pricey. *sigh*

priorities...

 

[minsue]

priorities...

Maybe the dildo fairy....

 

[Guest]

Maybe the dildo fairy....

i hate it when you talk about me behind me back like that.

 

[Nirvanadragones]

Maybe the dildo fairy....

I shudder to think what has to fall out (and you have to put that under your pillow) for that faery to visit

 

[minsue]

I shudder to think what has to fall out (and you have to put that under your pillow) for that faery to visit

Dead batteries? *blink*

 

[matriarch]

Cool, heavy stone.... If only they weren't so damned pricey. *sigh*

 

[yui]

Dead batteries? *blink*

. .

 

[carsonshepherd]

Dead batteries? *blink*

Ahahahahaha.

 

[Nirvanadragones]

Dead batteries? *blink*

 

[Roxanne Appleby]

Dead batteries? *blink*

What all of them said.

 

[RebeccaLeah]

Blurt:

Home.
*big, releaved sigh*

 

[minsue]

Blurt:

Home.
*big, releaved sigh*

Welcome home.

 

[matriarch]

Time to hit the shower.
We have in laws visiting to do.
Maybe dinner.

 

[minsue]

Time to hit the shower.
We have in laws visiting to do.
Maybe dinner.

Pssst! I got us out of that. No worries. No in-laws.

 

[matriarch]

Pssst! I got us out of that. No worries. No in-laws.

You didn't tell me.
Was that when I was alseep?

 

[RebeccaLeah]

Welcome home.

Thank you.

Now complete with purring kitty in lap and 'Beautiful' by Me'Shell Ndegeocello playing.

How are you doing Gosling?

 

[yui]

I have to say that the outside stuff generally means very little. I might have occasional lust for an outside, but crushes, loves and genuine attractions are due to people, rather than their coverings.

The Earl

You are wise and so very good beyond your years, my young padawan.

And you’ve all that, the prettiest coverings, and the best bones, too.

Sounds like a plan.

I read a futurist novel a long time ago about earth in 500,000 years or so. What you describe was one of the regular options available to people. You could never be sure that the person you were dealing with wasn't someone you had always known, but wearing a different body, different sex even. Or both sexes. No one had to work. I don't think you had to die, either. The challenge was how to create a meaningful life and not be a pure dilletante. People failed or suceeded in various degrees, along a continuum. I wish I knew the title or author - it's a vision that's haunted me ever since.

Sounds interesting, Roxanne. And it begs the question of how different a person would be--how different their life would be--if they had the power to pick their own skin instead of just their paths, eh?

i love the inside and the outside and i wouldnt change a thing about you except maybe....i would move you closer to me

M’glad. I love your face and your heart and your guts, too.

Closer? You mean, like, Ottawa? With the canal thingys?....

Blurt on Yui's blurt, because Yui is inspirational.


No, I would not change my body for beauty because I am beautiful. I don't realize it all the time and I don't remember all the time, and occasionally I can't believe I ever thought it, but I am.

I'd change my body for comfort. I'd fix my feet so they weren't flat -- they can stay big, but not be so stinky. I'd change my hips, my spine, one kidney. I'd smooth scars from my skin. I'd make some things more even, more balanced.

But I'd want to fix things inside me, too -- I'd like to root out those dark demons, the ones who made the scars and scream at every imperfection. the ones who tell me I never was and never will be beautiful, the ones who sweep blackness over my skies and poison all water.

But I am what I am, what I was made to be. Mostly I work to be content and to celebrate that.

Yui’s not so much inspirational at all and she’s more than a bit whiney. <cough>

You—your words—are inspirational. And I understand them; it’s just that sometimes the demons scream too loudly and assuming a fetal position, for just a bit, is the only viable alternative. You’re beautiful, Mal-ink and brimming with the sort of fierceness I aspire to. I wish you peace and blue skies with just enough clouds to make it interesting.

And don’t drink the poison water! Join me for a beer instead, k?

Yui, you intrigue me so. I think you deeply beautiful, particularly when you are fierce, and again especially when you are loving and beloved and all is well in the world. You're a very lovely person.

I’m certain I couldn’t intrigue you nearly as much as you intrigue me. Thank you; and I wasn’t fishing, but your words certainly do make me the warmest of fuzzies. I’m working on the fierce and the loving part, it’s just not so much easy to reconcile my mind and my heart, so I start think different skin might help. I’m a complete idiot because I know to change one thing would essentially change everything and I honestly don’t want to do that. Screwy stuff and I’m running off at the mouth in a public forum. Shutting up now.

For a moment I thought we were kindred spirits. *laugh* Then I read the part about awakening lust in others. I should be delighted in a slinking, skulking, sliding form. Cat or dog or snake or badger, it wouldn't matter to me. I'd be the horse in a heartbeat. It would be such a pleasure, a whole new body and a happy farewell to the limitations of humanity.

Shanglan

I haven’t lived enough incarnations to be your kindred, Shang. Your disciple, perhaps, but not remotely your equal. You are ready to shed the limitations of humanity and I am still trying to find a skin that fits; spiritually, you see a place of peace, independent of the limitations that bind the not-so-old-souls, like me. I’m not saying that to be self-deprecating, because in truth, I’m fluff, but not completely without substance (though I do think I play fluffy rather well ). I’m saying it because I’m still bound by this skin, this life, and would remain so bound even if given a choice. There are roads I haven’t walked. Mouths I haven’t kissed. Pain I haven’t felt. Pleasure I haven’t tasted. Babies I haven’t held. Poems I haven’t read. Songs I haven’t heard. Slipping this skin, this consciousness, wouldn’t free me, it would simply create a void in my soul, seeking though the poor thing is. You’re special not only because you have the soul-age to see, unfailingly, Truth, but you’ve the grace not to eviscerate the rest of us with it.

I hope you find your soul-horse, Shang. The thought that you might feel trapped in this corporeal existence makes my heart hurt and perhaps, helps me understand your gift for creating worlds of words. Horse or man, you’re simply beautiful.

 

[minsue]

Thank you.

Now complete with purring kitty in lap and 'Beautiful' by Me'Shell Ndegeocello playing.

How are you doing Gosling?

I'm a slug. But I'm working on it.

 

[cheerful_deviant]

I'm a slug. But I'm working on it.

Side note:

I almost choked to death on my ice cream thanks to Gosling's new AV.

 

[Antfarmer77]

The 2006 blueberry picking tally stands, thus far, at 53 lbs.

 

[rgraham666]

Sigh. Reading comments on my stories. Keep bumping across ones Colleen left.

Ow.

 

[Nirvanadragones]

Sigh. Reading comments on my stories. Keep bumping across ones Colleen left.

Ow.

 

[impressive]

He's really too heavy to be carrying up the stairs, Imp. You're gonna hurt yourself.

 

[Nirvanadragones]

He's really too heavy to be carrying up the stairs, Imp. You're gonna hurt yourself.

buttercup

 

[impressive]

bitch