Random Thoughts

[ydahecnot]

Fire.

The slow burning fire, in particular.

The fire built with wood that isn't completely dry, wood that hisses a little from the sap still locked within the cells and fibers. Built on the ashes and charred wood from memories of old fires in the past.

It's not easy to get this fire going, it takes patience.

Perseverance.
Attention.
Feeding.

You have to start with baby steps. Wood shavings, tiny wood chips, twigs. You need fuel.

Strike the flint carefully, make sure the spark is strong and bright. If your aim is true, it will fall exactly where you want it, in the middle of your tinder.

Blow. So gently, blow on the spark, increase the oxygen to feed it. Watch the spark brighten and then die back. Inhale, exhale, slow and steady. One final breath and the flame appears.

This is where you may be tempted to make a mistake. You might stop here and throw on too much fuel; don't do that. Continue blowing on it until the little flame starts spreading. It won't spread fast, you need to feed it, but not too much. Don't choke the flame with your eagerness and impatience to feel the warmth.

You need a solid foundation for your slow burning fire. You want coals that can be banked at night, coals that can burst into flame quickly when required. This fire has staying power day after day. It can last through high winds, driving rain, violent storms that appear unexpectedly and depart just as fast as they arrived.

He is the spark.
The spark wants tinder so it can flourish and expand.

I am the tinder.
The tinder needs the spark to transform it, give it purpose.

He wants me, and I need him.

He consumes me, transforms me into something more, something deeper, warmer, richer. From an insignificant sliver of wood into a glowing coal. Constantly shifting, alive, changing, scorching away the past and replacing it with the future.

The slow burning fire has strength, passion, sizzle. It won't flare and die quickly; that's for amateurs, the weekend warrior playing in the woods.

This fire is just getting started.

Urban Bohemian has hacked this username

 

[AKentuckyLady]

Finally! Fire starter instructions!

Urban Bohemian has hacked this username

That's fine. I'll make sure I don't post any of my "random thoughts" here anymore. Sorry to disturb you both.

*shrugs*

 

[emma_the_librarian]

I want to go back to that ramshackle strip mall where the flamenco class practices. I want to hear the pounding of heels. The curtains are closed, but just hearing the sounds and knowing they are dancing flamenco...

 

[TongueLust]

Please, please let tomorrow be the day the kiddo gets his eviction notice. I'm close to waddling and want to sleep in my own bed.

Keep us posted.

 

[JennyNo1]

There seem to be a lot of new threads - oh goody, more places not to be mentioned.

 

[RacyRedLips]

Fire.

The slow burning fire, in particular.

The fire built with wood that isn't completely dry, wood that hisses a little from the sap still locked within the cells and fibers. Built on the ashes and charred wood from memories of old fires in the past.

It's not easy to get this fire going, it takes patience.

Perseverance.
Attention.
Feeding.

You have to start with baby steps. Wood shavings, tiny wood chips, twigs. You need fuel.

Strike the flint carefully, make sure the spark is strong and bright. If your aim is true, it will fall exactly where you want it, in the middle of your tinder.

Blow. So gently, blow on the spark, increase the oxygen to feed it. Watch the spark brighten and then die back. Inhale, exhale, slow and steady. One final breath and the flame appears.

This is where you may be tempted to make a mistake. You might stop here and throw on too much fuel; don't do that. Continue blowing on it until the little flame starts spreading. It won't spread fast, you need to feed it, but not too much. Don't choke the flame with your eagerness and impatience to feel the warmth.

You need a solid foundation for your slow burning fire. You want coals that can be banked at night, coals that can burst into flame quickly when required. This fire has staying power day after day. It can last through high winds, driving rain, violent storms that appear unexpectedly and depart just as fast as they arrived.

He is the spark.
The spark wants tinder so it can flourish and expand.

I am the tinder.
The tinder needs the spark to transform it, give it purpose.

He wants me, and I need him.

He consumes me, transforms me into something more, something deeper, warmer, richer. From an insignificant sliver of wood into a glowing coal. Constantly shifting, alive, changing, scorching away the past and replacing it with the future.

The slow burning fire has strength, passion, sizzle. It won't flare and die quickly; that's for amateurs, the weekend warrior playing in the woods.

This fire is just getting started.

What a meaty and enjoyable thought to stumble upon. Love it!

 

[meop79]

JennyNo1 is fabulous and always has something fun and enjoyable to post.

 

[Collar_N_Cuffs]

JennyNo1 is fabulous and always has something fun and enjoyable to post.

Who is JennyNo1?


<~ For Jenny!

 

[BCJ4]

That's fine. I'll make sure I don't post any of my "random thoughts" here anymore. Sorry to disturb you both.

*shrugs*

Ignore the boys.

 

[fitdaddy6936]

That's fine. I'll make sure I don't post any of my "random thoughts" here anymore. Sorry to disturb you both.

*shrugs*

Yes, ignore them. I liked it.

 

[BCJ4]

Are you bringing your other alt here too?

Out them.

 

[GiggLeGasm]

We should post a Housework Questionnaire for the men.
That would be really hot.

 

[fitdaddy6936]

We should post a Housework Questionnaire for the men.
That would be really hot.

Fire away... Lol

 

[GiggLeGasm]

Fire away... Lol

the first time you had to really work hard to get the polishing done, did you use oil or a dry soft cloth?

 

[SeductiveSarita]

 

[fitdaddy6936]

the first time you had to really work hard to get the polishing done, did you use oil or a dry soft cloth?

We use oil in my house, polishing is shared duty between me and the misses, we alternate

 

[fitdaddy6936]

That is hysterical!!!!

 

[SeductiveSarita]

That is hysterical!!!!

 

[cole4258]

How deep the mental thoughts are so early in the morning

 

[Jamiegeo]

Urgh...Here we go again..

 

[shadowofaman]

I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.

 

[RossieOregon]

I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.

Plus discard all your toys (if you have any) before your relatives discover them.

 

[shadowofaman]

Plus discard all your toys (if you have any) before your relatives discover them.

Lol yes they might find some toys disturbing. I already got rid of my DVD collection because of all the free porn on the Internet.

My next random thought should be is free porn really free?

 

[DarkSimian]

I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.

my best friend has very explicit instruction on what to do when I die....

 

[BlackCashmere]

Walking towards a brighter light