Monday, October 31, 2011
scrabble words for the day
urease - an enzyme found in many beans
ahi - a type of tuna found in hawaii
arti - a cardinal point on a compass
li - philosophical concept of principle
i have become a scrabble addict!
ahi - a type of tuna found in hawaii
arti - a cardinal point on a compass
li - philosophical concept of principle
i have become a scrabble addict!
100 things about me - 1 - 25
1. I listen to Happy music when I'm sad, and sad music when I'm happy.
2. I am the procrastination QUEEN.
3. My favorite type of chocolate is white chocolate.
4. I prefer to sit on the floor than on furniture.
5. I actually like Ramen noodles, and could eat them all week and not be tired of them.
6. I can't tell time on a clock unless it is digital.
7. I am a Dr. Pepper and Root Beer fanatic
8. I adore Sushi and Sashimi
9. I am a salad queen.
10. I used to be REALLY fat, I've lost over 193 pounds.
11. I have a mans initials on my chest, it's kinda like asking you to use a hand towel with someone else's monogram on it.
12. I've always wanted to be pierced, but I'm scared to death of needles.
13. I have 4 tattoos all of butterfly's
14 . I'm obsessed with butterfly's
15. I am riddled with scars and very ashamed of all of them.
16. I used to be a dominant and owned someone for 2 years.
17. I have exchanged sex for favors and money.
18. I have not worn panties in over a decade.
19. Giving a Blow job is my favorite thing to do, next to having anal sex.
20. Greasy pizza over Greasy Chinese, any day. But cold pizza still rocks.
21. I am an action, horror and historical movie fanatic.
22. Some of my favorite movies are weird, like Memento, Fight club and Boon Dock Saints, Lion in Winter and 300.
23. I look for bdsm analogies in my music and movies.
24. I love to sing, even if I can't hold a note.
25. If I had been born blonde with big boobs, I'd be a stripper, a las vegas show girl, or a porn star.
2. I am the procrastination QUEEN.
3. My favorite type of chocolate is white chocolate.
4. I prefer to sit on the floor than on furniture.
5. I actually like Ramen noodles, and could eat them all week and not be tired of them.
6. I can't tell time on a clock unless it is digital.
7. I am a Dr. Pepper and Root Beer fanatic
8. I adore Sushi and Sashimi
9. I am a salad queen.
10. I used to be REALLY fat, I've lost over 193 pounds.
11. I have a mans initials on my chest, it's kinda like asking you to use a hand towel with someone else's monogram on it.
12. I've always wanted to be pierced, but I'm scared to death of needles.
13. I have 4 tattoos all of butterfly's
14 . I'm obsessed with butterfly's
15. I am riddled with scars and very ashamed of all of them.
16. I used to be a dominant and owned someone for 2 years.
17. I have exchanged sex for favors and money.
18. I have not worn panties in over a decade.
19. Giving a Blow job is my favorite thing to do, next to having anal sex.
20. Greasy pizza over Greasy Chinese, any day. But cold pizza still rocks.
21. I am an action, horror and historical movie fanatic.
22. Some of my favorite movies are weird, like Memento, Fight club and Boon Dock Saints, Lion in Winter and 300.
23. I look for bdsm analogies in my music and movies.
24. I love to sing, even if I can't hold a note.
25. If I had been born blonde with big boobs, I'd be a stripper, a las vegas show girl, or a porn star.
Words of wisdom from beth
#10
I can't tell you the SECRET TO SUCCESS . . .
I can however tell you the SECRET TO FAILURE . . .
Trying to please everyone.
I can't tell you the SECRET TO SUCCESS . . .
I can however tell you the SECRET TO FAILURE . . .
Trying to please everyone.
Words of wisdom from beth
#9
You know life is WORTH THE STRUGGLE
when you look back on what YOU LOST
and realize what you have NOW IS WAY BETTER
than what you had BEFORE.
Words of wisdom from beth
#8
Even though no one can go back in the past and make a brand NEW START,
anyone can start from now and make a brand NEW ENDING.
Even though no one can go back in the past and make a brand NEW START,
anyone can start from now and make a brand NEW ENDING.
Words of wisdom from beth
#7
Women in relationships are like the POLICE
they can have all the evidence in the WORLD
and STILL want a CONFESSION
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Words of wisdom from beth
#6
Girls fall in love with what they HEAR.
Boys fall in love with what they SEE.
This explains why girls wear make-up
and
boys tell you whatever you want to hear
to get into your pants.
to get into your pants.
Words of wisdom from beth
#5
SILENCE is a woman's LOUDEST cry.
When she's SILENT,
there's a million things running through her mind
and shes at her BREAKING POINT.
Words of wisdom from beth
#4
SOMETIMES
you just have to distance yourself from people.
you just have to distance yourself from people.
If they care, they'll NOTICE,
if they don't well, then YOU will.
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Words of wisdom from beth
#3
It's funny to watch people RUN from those who try to make them happy, and FIGHT for the ones that make them sad.
It's funny to watch people RUN from those who try to make them happy, and FIGHT for the ones that make them sad.
Words of wisdom from beth
#2
It's better to love someone who's far and still CRAVES to be with you, than to be with someone who's near and doesn't even CARE to see you for who you are.
It's better to love someone who's far and still CRAVES to be with you, than to be with someone who's near and doesn't even CARE to see you for who you are.
Words of wisdom from beth
#1
Sometimes it's easier to pretend it doesn't BOTHER YOU, than to admit it's KILLING YOU..
Sometimes it's easier to pretend it doesn't BOTHER YOU, than to admit it's KILLING YOU..
Regret
People who know me will tell you i often say what is on my mind and have no filter from head to mouth.
I've been accused of always voicing my opinion when i should be silent.
I do not however share my actual feelings as much as I would like to.
I'll talk a lot, I'll create meaningless conversation, but substance is often lacking. Truth of the matter is, I am often embarrassed by how I feel, and often think my feelings are inappropriate. That if people really knew how I felt about others and situations, they would think me a horrible person.
I am overwhelmed. I almost had a moment today, about two hours ago, I sat with a bottle of pain pills for the second time in three days, I had five in my hand-and it hit me. This is myself trying to get my own attention, to shake myself awake, to return to realization. That a drug induced coma, isn't the way this weekend is supposed to go.
I had to step away for a moment. I went and made a cup of coffee, sat outside on the porch and turned on the radio and watched the fog roll over the side of the mountain and enjoyed the morning for what it was.
Cold.
Erie.
and Strangely Beautiful.
The reason I am coming undone is because I have never felt this "regret" to this extent, I have never felt like I am falling out of control. I am so disappointed in how I've let everything pan out and come to be. My life was supposed to be better than this.
I've been accused of always voicing my opinion when i should be silent.
I do not however share my actual feelings as much as I would like to.
I'll talk a lot, I'll create meaningless conversation, but substance is often lacking. Truth of the matter is, I am often embarrassed by how I feel, and often think my feelings are inappropriate. That if people really knew how I felt about others and situations, they would think me a horrible person.
I am overwhelmed. I almost had a moment today, about two hours ago, I sat with a bottle of pain pills for the second time in three days, I had five in my hand-and it hit me. This is myself trying to get my own attention, to shake myself awake, to return to realization. That a drug induced coma, isn't the way this weekend is supposed to go.
I had to step away for a moment. I went and made a cup of coffee, sat outside on the porch and turned on the radio and watched the fog roll over the side of the mountain and enjoyed the morning for what it was.
Cold.
Erie.
and Strangely Beautiful.
The reason I am coming undone is because I have never felt this "regret" to this extent, I have never felt like I am falling out of control. I am so disappointed in how I've let everything pan out and come to be. My life was supposed to be better than this.
Tell-tale
a tell-tale is an indicator or a signal, some peoples actions and behaviors are as much a tell-tale as a pierced or hard nipple under a t-shirt.
Unique Perspective
Millions of people share photos with their Twitter followers.
But few of these pictures are as spectacular as those uploaded to the site by Paolo Nespoli, who goes by the name @astro_paolo on Twitter. But then he has an almost unique vantage point - he is an astronaut aboard the International Space Station.
Every couple of days, he tweets pictures of Earth from space to his followers.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/magisstra/
But few of these pictures are as spectacular as those uploaded to the site by Paolo Nespoli, who goes by the name @astro_paolo on Twitter. But then he has an almost unique vantage point - he is an astronaut aboard the International Space Station.
Every couple of days, he tweets pictures of Earth from space to his followers.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/magisstra/
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
morning person
It's not that I'm not a morning person, i just don't have the right kind of alarm clock.
blowjobs
I don’t feel that putting my mouth on someone’s cock is an inherently submissive thing to do. It can be, but everything in sex is about context.
Apparently
Joseph Gordon-Levitt
has grown the fuck up. I couldn't stand him on 3rd rock, but now that he is a bit older, damn he cleans up nice!
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Held For Ransom
Can you imagine what it would be like to be kidnapped and held hostage? Can you imagine how distraught you would be over being held hostage? Can you imagine how frustrated and restricted you would feel because of the limits that your captors had placed on you?
You would more than likely feel disoriented and lost. i think it is safe to say that being kidnapped and held hostage, uncertain of your fate would be an incredibly traumatic experience that none of us would ever want to be placed in.
Many people are being held hostage right now, and don’t even realize it, the interesting thing about it is that their captor is themselves. The reality is that many people are holding themselves hostage.
i only bring this up because i have been sitting here for the past few days spending 15 mins a whack, looking at other women’s profiles, be they slave or submissive. I have come to realize these women are placing a lot of conditions on their submission, in essence holding themselves back from a life they dream about in the process.
They are dictating limits to themselves, they are restricting their own freedom, and they feel lost and very uncertain of their fate. Like a typical hostage, they feel out of control. The self-imposed restrictions are not as obvious as they might be to a person who has been kidnapped, however they are there and they seem very real.
We in essence hold ourselves hostage. We deprive ourselves by placing artificial limits upon ourselves. Every now and then we can see the light peeking from under the blindfold, we know it’s there, we know that we want to see the light, we know that we want to break free, however we don’t. i see this all the time when it comes to women who are afraid to take that small step from hiding behind a screen to reality.
You can say that in many ways we develop Stockholm syndrome and we sympathize with our captor. We make excuses for why we should be in the position that we are and we make certain justifications for our behavior and we begin to believe the lies that our captor tells us. After all, the sweetest lies are the ones we tell ourselves. Even when the self-imposed binds of restriction are released we still act as if we are restricted. In fact, we begin to fear freedom and all that comes with it. Some people have held themselves captive for so long that they no longer recognize their authentic self. i myself am no exception, my Master has told me this, and i believe Him. He has said “i will push away the debris, to reveal the true you.”
i am very disturbed by how lifeless these people seem, especially when i know that most of what i see is self-imposed and that it could be corrected. These women could breathe new life into themselves if they would only awaken, if they only understood that there is so much more available to them than they realize and the dream of reality isn’t as farfetched as it seems.
You can decide to walk away from your captive anytime you like. You hold the ransom; you hold the keys to the cage you have put yourself in. It’s all up to you!
You would more than likely feel disoriented and lost. i think it is safe to say that being kidnapped and held hostage, uncertain of your fate would be an incredibly traumatic experience that none of us would ever want to be placed in.
Many people are being held hostage right now, and don’t even realize it, the interesting thing about it is that their captor is themselves. The reality is that many people are holding themselves hostage.
i only bring this up because i have been sitting here for the past few days spending 15 mins a whack, looking at other women’s profiles, be they slave or submissive. I have come to realize these women are placing a lot of conditions on their submission, in essence holding themselves back from a life they dream about in the process.
They are dictating limits to themselves, they are restricting their own freedom, and they feel lost and very uncertain of their fate. Like a typical hostage, they feel out of control. The self-imposed restrictions are not as obvious as they might be to a person who has been kidnapped, however they are there and they seem very real.
We in essence hold ourselves hostage. We deprive ourselves by placing artificial limits upon ourselves. Every now and then we can see the light peeking from under the blindfold, we know it’s there, we know that we want to see the light, we know that we want to break free, however we don’t. i see this all the time when it comes to women who are afraid to take that small step from hiding behind a screen to reality.
You can say that in many ways we develop Stockholm syndrome and we sympathize with our captor. We make excuses for why we should be in the position that we are and we make certain justifications for our behavior and we begin to believe the lies that our captor tells us. After all, the sweetest lies are the ones we tell ourselves. Even when the self-imposed binds of restriction are released we still act as if we are restricted. In fact, we begin to fear freedom and all that comes with it. Some people have held themselves captive for so long that they no longer recognize their authentic self. i myself am no exception, my Master has told me this, and i believe Him. He has said “i will push away the debris, to reveal the true you.”
i am very disturbed by how lifeless these people seem, especially when i know that most of what i see is self-imposed and that it could be corrected. These women could breathe new life into themselves if they would only awaken, if they only understood that there is so much more available to them than they realize and the dream of reality isn’t as farfetched as it seems.
You can decide to walk away from your captive anytime you like. You hold the ransom; you hold the keys to the cage you have put yourself in. It’s all up to you!
Happiness
The happiest people don't have the best of everything, they just make the best of everything they have.
Vending machines
At work, they have these vending machines that spit out safety equipment in case you lose the equipment you are issued. It reminds me of the vending machines we used to have at school that spit out pencils and paper.
wow, i'm old.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Houdini
The Illusionist
A working magician from the age of 17, Harry Houdini (née Ehrich Weisz) became America’s favorite magician and a world-renown legend for his daring escapes. It was only fitting, then, for this master trickster to die on October 31, 1926—from a ruptured appendix.
The Choice Of Love
This is a beautiful quote from Emmanuel's Book II, by Ram Doss.
What does the voice of fear
Whisper to you?
Fear speaks to you
in logic and reason.
It assumes the language of love itself.
Fear tells you,
"I want to make you safe."
Love says,"You are safe."
Fear says,
"Give me frozen images.
Give me something I can rely on."
Loving truth says,
"Only give me this moment."
Fear would walk you on a narrow path
Promising to take you where you want to go.
Love says,
"Open your arms and fly with me."
Every moment of your life
You are offered the opportunity to choose--
Love or fear,
To tread the earth or soar the heavens.
What does the voice of fear
Whisper to you?
Fear speaks to you
in logic and reason.
It assumes the language of love itself.
Fear tells you,
"I want to make you safe."
Love says,"You are safe."
Fear says,
"Give me frozen images.
Give me something I can rely on."
Loving truth says,
"Only give me this moment."
Fear would walk you on a narrow path
Promising to take you where you want to go.
Love says,
"Open your arms and fly with me."
Every moment of your life
You are offered the opportunity to choose--
Love or fear,
To tread the earth or soar the heavens.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Tears
They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition and of unspeakable love.
The Company Of Wolves 1984
Little girls, this seems to say
Never stop upon the way
Never trust a stranger friend
No one knows where it may end
As you're pretty, so be wise
Wolves may lurk in every guise
Now as then, 'tis simple truth
Sweetest tongue hides sharpest tooth.
~Rosaleen (The Company of Wolves, 1984)
Friday, October 21, 2011
dwelling on the past
My ding a ling by Chuck Berry is a fairly silly song.
I used to hear it all the time when i was a child.
Growth and Inspiration come in a myriad of ways.
Below are the lyrics and a comment i wish to make.
The Lyrics
My Ding-A-Ling-A-Ling
When I was a little biddy boy
My grandmother bought me a cute little toy
Two Silver bells hanging on a string
She told me it was my ding-a-ling-a-ling
Oh My Ding-A-Ling Oh My Ding-A-Ling
I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling
Oh My Ding-A-Ling Oh My Ding-A-Ling
I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling
The momma took me to grammer school
But I stopped off at the vestabule
But Evertime that bell would ring
You'd catch me playing with my ding-a-ling
Oh My Ding-A-Ling Oh My Ding-A-Ling
I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling
Oh My Ding-A-Ling Oh My Ding-A-Ling
I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling
Once I was climbing the garden wall,
I slipped and had a terrible falll
I fell so hard I heard bells ring,
But I held on to My ding-a-ling!
Oh My Ding-A-Ling Oh My Ding-A-Ling
I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling
Oh My Ding-A-Ling Oh My Ding-A-Ling
I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling
Once I was swimmin across turtle creek
Man them snappers all around my feet
Sure was hard swimmin across that thing
with both hands holding my ding a ling
Oh My Ding-A-Ling Oh My Ding-A-Ling
I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling
Oh My Ding-A-Ling Oh My Ding-A-Ling
I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling
This here song it ain't so sad
it's the cutest little song ya`ll ever had
those of you who will not sing
you must be playing with your own Ding-a-ling!
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i put a section in bold about swimming across a lake with both hands holding your ding a ling. I often view the past and the future like a lake you must swim across. With both hands on your past, you only make it hard to reach the other side and near impossible.
dwelling on the past, doesn't help you to reach your future.
Like i said, inspiration can come from a myriad of places.
People complicate things
Attention whores seek attention and do not care about who or what gets hurt or destroyed in the path to get that attention.
my time with my owner today, was given up for the likes of an attention whore. At first, it was a slight irritation nothing more and i laughed and joked it off.
As the night went on, my irritation became more and more and then turned into aggravation.
What makes this the worst of all . . .
i predicted this and i foresaw this happening, . . . i knew it was coming and i was powerless to stop it.
Had a conversation with my owner about how many things in life can drive us apart and keep us from one another. in which he said Life is Life. I responded with no, People is People.
Life isn't complicated and doesn't have to be.
People complicate things.
This was a prime example.
Boredom set in, and i became the victim.
my time with my owner today, was given up for the likes of an attention whore. At first, it was a slight irritation nothing more and i laughed and joked it off.
As the night went on, my irritation became more and more and then turned into aggravation.
What makes this the worst of all . . .
i predicted this and i foresaw this happening, . . . i knew it was coming and i was powerless to stop it.
Had a conversation with my owner about how many things in life can drive us apart and keep us from one another. in which he said Life is Life. I responded with no, People is People.
Life isn't complicated and doesn't have to be.
People complicate things.
This was a prime example.
Boredom set in, and i became the victim.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Fire and Ice - another movie that shaped a slave
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ARCE_ZpakFI
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice
by Robert Frost
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice
by Robert Frost
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Dangerous Beauty 1998
Veronica Franco: [she's pealing a banana] The Latin for banana is arienna. Banana tree is pala.
[she swallows the banana whole, as the wives look on shocked]
Veronica Franco: A woman's greatest, and most hard-won asset... is an education.
Giulia De Lezze: Just because you can say it in Latin doesn't make it any less obscene.
Veronica Franco: Just because you took a vow doesn't mean you know how to love.
[she swallows the banana whole, as the wives look on shocked]
Veronica Franco: A woman's greatest, and most hard-won asset... is an education.
Giulia De Lezze: Just because you can say it in Latin doesn't make it any less obscene.
Veronica Franco: Just because you took a vow doesn't mean you know how to love.
Movies that have moved a slave
Dangerous Beauty 1998
A movie about a woman who was accused of witchcraft by the spanish inquisition because she was a courtesan.
The Lion in Winter
A movie about a King who locked his queen away in a tower, had another woman who he was trying to get an heir from because the three sons he had, were not fit to be king.
The taming of the shrew - Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton
A movie about an unruly woman who does not wish to be married and tamed and a husband who is strong enough to be the one who tames her.
A movie about a woman who was accused of witchcraft by the spanish inquisition because she was a courtesan.
The Lion in Winter
A movie about a King who locked his queen away in a tower, had another woman who he was trying to get an heir from because the three sons he had, were not fit to be king.
The taming of the shrew - Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton
A movie about an unruly woman who does not wish to be married and tamed and a husband who is strong enough to be the one who tames her.
Monday, October 17, 2011
Easy mark for Fraud
A last observation having to do with the tendency of some Goreans to accept illusions and such as reality is that the Gorean tends to take such things as honor and truth very seriously. Given his culture and background, his values, he is often easier to impose upon than would be many others. For example, he is likely, at least upon occasion, to be an easier mark for the fraud and charlatan than a more suspicious, cynical fellow. On the other hand, I do not encourage lying to Goreans. They do not like it. - page 255, Magicians of Gor
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Judgement
We often judge ourselves based upon our intentions and we judge others based upon their actions. I wonder at times how better the world would be, if it were the other way around.
Anxiety
I'm convinced that this anxiety running through my life is the tension between what i "should be" and what "i am". My anxiety doesn't come from thinking about the future, but from wanting to control it. It seems to begin whenever i smuggle into my mind an expectation about how i or others should be. It is the tension between my desire to control the world and the recognition that I can't.
Tomorrow I start my new job. I'm not going to be around much and i am already missing Master.
Tomorrow I start my new job. I'm not going to be around much and i am already missing Master.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Realization
talking to my sister, i have come to realize i have not given a blow job since 2 days before new years.
Wow.
Just,
wow.
Wow.
Just,
wow.
The last hour
http://theburninghouse.com/
This is a rather interesting website and i just spent over the last hour at it, looking through the many photos people have uploaded.
The premise is, if your house were to burn to the ground, what items would you take with you.
I love how not only do the items themselves speak about people, but how they actually arrange them and take the photo as well.
I shall soon take my own picture and upload to the website, myself.
This is a rather interesting website and i just spent over the last hour at it, looking through the many photos people have uploaded.
The premise is, if your house were to burn to the ground, what items would you take with you.
I love how not only do the items themselves speak about people, but how they actually arrange them and take the photo as well.
I shall soon take my own picture and upload to the website, myself.
Why did the chicken cross the road
BARACK OBAMA: The chicken crossed the road because it was time for a CHANGE! The chicken wanted CHANGE!
JOHN MC CAIN: My friends, that chicken crossed the road because he recognized the need to engage in cooperation and dialogue with all the chickens on the other side of the road.
HILLARY CLINTON: When I was First Lady, I personally helped that little chicken to cross the road. This experience makes me uniquely qualified to ensure -- right from Day One! -- that every chicken in this country gets the chance it deserves to cross the road. But then, this really isn't about me.......
OPRAH: Well, I understand that the chicken is having problems, which is why he wants to cross this road so bad. So instead of having the chicken learn from his mistakes and take falls, which is a part of life, I'm going to give this chicken a car so that he can just drive across the road and not live his life like the rest of the chickens.
GEORGE W. BUSH: We don't really care why the chicken crosed the road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road, or not. The chicken is either against us, or for us. There is no middle ground here.
JOHN KERRY: Although I voted to let the chicken cross the road, I am now against it! It was the wrong road to cross, and I was misled about the chicken's intentions. I am not for it now, and will remain against it.
GRANDPA: In my day we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Somebody told us the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough.
ARISTOTLE: It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.
JOHN LENNON: Imagine all the chickens in the world crossing roads together, in peace.
BILL GATES: I have just released eChicken2011 which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your check book. Internet Explorer is an integral part of the Chicken. This new platform is much more stable and will never cra...#@&&^(C% ......... reboot.
BILL CLINTON: I did not cross the road with THAT chicken. What is your definition of chicken?
DICK CHENEY: Where's my gun?
AL SHARPTON: Why are all the chickens white? We need some black chickens
JOHN MC CAIN: My friends, that chicken crossed the road because he recognized the need to engage in cooperation and dialogue with all the chickens on the other side of the road.
HILLARY CLINTON: When I was First Lady, I personally helped that little chicken to cross the road. This experience makes me uniquely qualified to ensure -- right from Day One! -- that every chicken in this country gets the chance it deserves to cross the road. But then, this really isn't about me.......
OPRAH: Well, I understand that the chicken is having problems, which is why he wants to cross this road so bad. So instead of having the chicken learn from his mistakes and take falls, which is a part of life, I'm going to give this chicken a car so that he can just drive across the road and not live his life like the rest of the chickens.
GEORGE W. BUSH: We don't really care why the chicken crosed the road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road, or not. The chicken is either against us, or for us. There is no middle ground here.
JOHN KERRY: Although I voted to let the chicken cross the road, I am now against it! It was the wrong road to cross, and I was misled about the chicken's intentions. I am not for it now, and will remain against it.
GRANDPA: In my day we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Somebody told us the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough.
ARISTOTLE: It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.
JOHN LENNON: Imagine all the chickens in the world crossing roads together, in peace.
BILL GATES: I have just released eChicken2011 which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your check book. Internet Explorer is an integral part of the Chicken. This new platform is much more stable and will never cra...#@&&^(C% ......... reboot.
BILL CLINTON: I did not cross the road with THAT chicken. What is your definition of chicken?
DICK CHENEY: Where's my gun?
AL SHARPTON: Why are all the chickens white? We need some black chickens
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
WaterBondage
Using balloons to drag the nipples up, not to mention it will probably keep moving and jerking around.
Inventive. Devious. Love it!
amicable ending
“i guess i’ll just have to fuck some sense into you, ” he said testily, when i told him that i thought the irish poems set to music that he shared with me were too stilted. i find it difficult to lie about art to him, and with a resolution like that, why would i?
still, it’s always one thing or another. he wanted me to drink from him. to carry him inside me. i wanted to wear him where i could feel him. in this, we stumbled easily on a compromise.
i wish that all of our disagreements could be settled so amicably
You are making a mess
He frowned at her. “You’re making a mess,” he stated coolly.
Her entire body tightened and blushed at him pointing it out, for saying it out loud. Saying that her panties were so dampened to the point of transparency. For drawing attention to the fact that she couldn’t stop the wetness from trickling out of her.
He fetched the mat in front of the laundry machine in the basement, the very same one their dog, as a puppy, had slept on. As he rolled her onto it, her stomach clenched and she felt another flood of wetness gush from her. He walked behind her so she couldn’t see him, but minutes later, she felt hot jets of his orgasm splattering on her body. She cried out, wishing she could see him stroke himself.
“Do you know how hard I get,” he murmured, “knowing you simply just can’t control yourself? That this body…” Another pulse of semen landed on her breasts. “This body just stays wet for me?”
Gagging
His fingers around her neck felt her throat heaving, felt his cock tunnel down deep into the slender column. She had stopped her practiced coos and moans now, and was struggling in earnest to take him. She had thought she would be in control of him once she had her lips sealed around his dick, but now he was showing her just how powerfully in control of her he was, with her in this supplicant position. Gagging noises leaked from her as she choked a few times on his cock before he drew back slightly and then rammed forward again.
“Submission requires all your attention,” he said, petting her throat.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Stretched Thin
The truth may be stretched thin, but it never breaks, and it always surfaces above lies, as oil floats on water
Monday, October 10, 2011
Friendship
I can't promise to fix all your problems.
I can promise you won't have to face them alone.
I can promise you won't have to face them alone.
I don't believe in coincidence
I often tell my Master i do not believe in coincidence, that I am a strong believer in fate, or destiny.
Personal Note :
People often say ” If you’re really meant for each other,you’ll still end up together” such a cliche.
Don’t they realize that without EFFORT destiny is useless???
Personal Note :
People often say ” If you’re really meant for each other,you’ll still end up together” such a cliche.
Don’t they realize that without EFFORT destiny is useless???
Love is . . .
Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you.
When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful.
There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever.
Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you.
You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible.
You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile.
Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.
When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful.
There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever.
Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you.
You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible.
You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile.
Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.
Loyalty
Loyalty is faithfulness or a devotion to a person.
Loyalty is willing in that it is freely given, not coerced. It is chosen after personal consideration, not something that one is born into. Loyalty is practical in that it is practiced. It is actively engaged upon, not passively expressed merely as a strong feeling about something. But feelings of loyalty are not constitutive of loyalty, even if it is unusual to find loyalty that is affectless. The test of loyalty is conduct rather than intensity of feeling, primarily a certain “stickingness” or perseverance — the loyal person acts for or stays with or remains committed to the object of loyalty even when it is likely to be disadvantageous or costly to the loyal person to do so. Loyalty is thorough going in that it is not merely a casual interest but a wholehearted commitment.
“It was worth a wound; it was worth many wounds; to know the depth of loyalty and love which lay behind that cold mask. The clear, hard eyes were dimmed for a moment, and the firm lips were shaking. For the one and only time I caught a glimpse of a great heart as well as of a great brain. All my years of humble but single-minded service culminated in that moment of revelation.”- The Sacrifice
Loyalty, Trust, & Love
We say that love demands a lot from you,
But reality suggests it is not at all true..
Two very simple things in love are a must,
One is devoted loyalty and a faithful trust..
Trust in your love make sure it is deep,
The returns you get is for you to keep..
The stronger the bond its harder to break,
Has to be so when there's so much at stake..
When in a relation, its trust that you need,
True belief in your love demands your heed..
Once broken to pieces is hardly rebuilt,
At times you have to live with the guilt..
Here loyalty too plays an important role,
Offers a soothing cohort to a longing soul..
Staying with your love in joy and sorrow,
Smiles you give and the tears you borrow..
In a relation, loyalty brings you close,
The faith you show, when beside you pose..
Just one false step of treacherous mind,
Cracks apart relations of every kind..
Sometimes these emotions are put to test,
Puts two hearts in a conflicting unrest..
One reason all problems are easy to shun,
Is trusting the loyalty of your loved one..
A relation in itself is a bond so strong,
Together you face all the right and wrong..
These factors decide how long it stands,
Here loyalty and trust walk hand in hands.
Lets call a spade, a spade
she was new to Gor, she made a statement about dismissing men. she sounded like a feminist who was burning her bra.
Everyone is entitled to their opinion, and when one is new, certain liberties are made and given.
"You may judge and scorn Goreans if you wish. Know as well, however, that they judge and scorn you. They fulfill themselves as you do not. Hate them for their pride and power. They will pity you for your shame and weakness"- Beasts of Gor, Pg. 11
However, in this case she just kept digging herself a deeper hole and my Master was getting more and more irritated and displeased.
He began to correct her way of thinking and to enlighten her as to the flaw in her way of thinking.
Another came to her rescue. Then began to argue with my owner before the female in question.
"Surely you do not think that her behavior fails to be subject to supervision and correction as soon as she is out of her Master's sight?'' - Magicians of Gor, pg. 225
What this interference reminded me of was when two parents argue before a child, uncertain how to handle things, uncertain as to a punishment, or a correction. They show disunity, and it allows the child to sit back, smug and grinning, because the two people in charge now argue amongst themselves and draw the attention off of where it should have been. The child and their behavior.
The reasoning behind the other mans interference, i shall never know. perhaps he wishes to teach her, perhaps he has an interest in her, perhaps he sees potential, perhaps he had struck up a deal to look out for her, perhaps she is a charge in his home, perhaps he is friends with her owner, perhaps he did not like the correction style, or what was being said to her or even how it was being said. . . . the point is still the same . .
"We grow fond of our myths. Yet our myths are like walls of straw. Ultimately they must perish in the flames of truth." - Guardsman of Gor, pg. 257
The truth of the matter is simple:
Antipatriarchal thinking acknowledges the reality of biological differences between genders but recognizes that cultural conditioning has shown itself to be stronger than anatomy and that anatomy is not destiny. this is the exact opposite way of thinking according to the Gorean philosophy.
Everyone is entitled to their opinion, and when one is new, certain liberties are made and given.
"You may judge and scorn Goreans if you wish. Know as well, however, that they judge and scorn you. They fulfill themselves as you do not. Hate them for their pride and power. They will pity you for your shame and weakness"- Beasts of Gor, Pg. 11
However, in this case she just kept digging herself a deeper hole and my Master was getting more and more irritated and displeased.
He began to correct her way of thinking and to enlighten her as to the flaw in her way of thinking.
Another came to her rescue. Then began to argue with my owner before the female in question.
"Surely you do not think that her behavior fails to be subject to supervision and correction as soon as she is out of her Master's sight?'' - Magicians of Gor, pg. 225
What this interference reminded me of was when two parents argue before a child, uncertain how to handle things, uncertain as to a punishment, or a correction. They show disunity, and it allows the child to sit back, smug and grinning, because the two people in charge now argue amongst themselves and draw the attention off of where it should have been. The child and their behavior.
The reasoning behind the other mans interference, i shall never know. perhaps he wishes to teach her, perhaps he has an interest in her, perhaps he sees potential, perhaps he had struck up a deal to look out for her, perhaps she is a charge in his home, perhaps he is friends with her owner, perhaps he did not like the correction style, or what was being said to her or even how it was being said. . . . the point is still the same . .
"We grow fond of our myths. Yet our myths are like walls of straw. Ultimately they must perish in the flames of truth." - Guardsman of Gor, pg. 257
The truth of the matter is simple:
Antipatriarchal thinking acknowledges the reality of biological differences between genders but recognizes that cultural conditioning has shown itself to be stronger than anatomy and that anatomy is not destiny. this is the exact opposite way of thinking according to the Gorean philosophy.
Sunday, October 9, 2011
My Crazy Family Moments v2
My Aunt is causing problems again.
She has a problem with anyone who friends my cousins Ashley and Nikki, the daughters of my biological Uncle, her husband.
Rather than set her own face book account from "Friends of Friends" to "Friends Only",
or block the people in question,
she demands everyone else in the family not be their friend.
Well, my cousin friended me, and I just clicked okay, hell I got about 25 friend requests that day. I was also half asleep when I added her.
I awoke to my Aunt cussing my mother out on the phone because I chose to friend my cousin on face book. REALLY???
I responded by blocking her.
Now she is claiming and complaining to all my family that I blocked her for no reason.
Sheesh.
Sometimes, Drama Whores, are closer to you than you would like to admit.
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Until I was 27, I think I dated only boys.
I’ll tell you why:
Men scared the sh*t out of me.
Men know what they want. Men own alarm clocks. Men sleep on a mattress that isn’t on the floor. Men buy new shampoo instead of adding water to a nearly empty bottle of shampoo. Men make reservations. Men go in for a kiss without giving you some long preamble about how they’re thinking of kissing you. Men wear clothes that have never been worn by anyone else before.
OK, maybe men aren’t exactly like this. But this is what I’ve cobbled together from the handful of men I know or know of, ranging from Heathcliff Huxtable to Theodore Roosevelt to my dad.
The point: Men know what they want, and that is scary.
What I was used to want was boys.
Boys are adorable. Boys trail off their sentences in an appealing way. Boys get haircuts from their roommate, who “totally knows how to cut hair.” Boys can pack up their whole life and move to Brooklyn for a gig if they need to. Boys have “gigs.” Boys are broke. And when they do have money, they spend it on a trip to Colorado to see a music festival.
I now want and need a guy who is entrenched in his own life.
I like to think of the hydrangea in this story as a metaphor for how relationships need trust to blossom.
Need to know basis
Tonight, someone asked me a question. My response was short and I gave little to no information.
When my owner arrived, they sought to get the information from him, that which they could not get from me.
I do not believe I owe people explanations of my restrictions. I do not feel obligated to answer and divulge information when it is not necessary to do so. It should be enough for them, that I am simply not allowed or permitted to do something or be around someone.
Knowledge is power.
Without it, one can not speak about what they do not know. Without knowing one can not spread rumors and make them seem truthful when one has no information to begin building their lies upon.
I am often suspicious of people who wish to have information they have no business asking about.
It makes me analyze their intentions.
The truth of the matter is simple,
You are on a need to know basis, and you don't need to know.
My father and I are watching the tv mini series Shogun. It is strangely uncanny how similar many Gorean protocols and customs are much like Japanese ones.
I think this excerpt is appropriate for this entry.
When my owner arrived, they sought to get the information from him, that which they could not get from me.
I do not believe I owe people explanations of my restrictions. I do not feel obligated to answer and divulge information when it is not necessary to do so. It should be enough for them, that I am simply not allowed or permitted to do something or be around someone.
Knowledge is power.
Without it, one can not speak about what they do not know. Without knowing one can not spread rumors and make them seem truthful when one has no information to begin building their lies upon.
I am often suspicious of people who wish to have information they have no business asking about.
It makes me analyze their intentions.
The truth of the matter is simple,
You are on a need to know basis, and you don't need to know.
My father and I are watching the tv mini series Shogun. It is strangely uncanny how similar many Gorean protocols and customs are much like Japanese ones.
I think this excerpt is appropriate for this entry.
Truth
There is a truth inside us that simply IS. We can like it, we can hate it, but it's there. It's part of us and ignoring it will not make it go away, just as acknowledging it does not change who we are.
To be comfortable in our own skins, we need to accept these truths.
"Truth not won is not possessed. We are not entitled to truths for which we have not fought."
Page 7 - Marauders of Gor, p.7
"In denying it we deny our nature. In betraying it we betray no one but ourselves. The master will never be happy until he is a master. The slave will never be happy until she is a slave. It is what we are."
Page 159 - Explorers of Gor
"Is it not safer to cower in the caves of lies than to stand upon the cliffs of truth, surveying the world? Yet when one stands in the sunlight, and feels the winds of reality, how dank and shameful seem the dark shelters of falsehood, and how foolish it seems then to have once feared daylight and fresh air."
Page 103 - Fighting Slave of Gor
"But, why," I asked myself. "Should not, rather, one be more ashamed by deceit than the truth? Can there truly be a greater honor in hypocrisy than in honor? It does not seem so. We grow fond of our myths. Yet our myths are like walls of straw. Ultimately they must perish in the flames of truth."
Page 257 - Guardsman of Gor
Friday, October 7, 2011
Oh. My. Word.
He used her body, and his, relentlessly. When she complained she couldn't take any more, he showed her she could.
Always, always, he pushed her to the edge, kept her hanging, made her wait, demanding she control her body, until at last, he allowed her release.
Always, always, he pushed her to the edge, kept her hanging, made her wait, demanding she control her body, until at last, he allowed her release.
Shock and Awe
I was raised as a Southern Christian and have become somewhat Agnostic. My father is Southern Baptist, my mother is Pentecostal. Religion is one of the topics because we all have such impassioned thoughts about, we all vehemently avoid.
I do not advocate Atheism, however, this has got to be one of the best answers I have ever heard for it's defense.
Food for thought.
~note : The Master Slave relationship has been described as evil and wicked as the Islamic fanaticals who want death and destruction. *snicker*
Deception and Confusement
It’s that I no longer know where I am. I seem to move around perfectly easily among people, to have perfectly normal relations with them.
Until the usual happens, that is.
She told me she was the submissive of a man offline, that online she was playing a Free Woman, a dominant. Perhaps, this explains why she argued with him in public, before his guests. Perhaps, this explains why she wishes to place herself above Free Men. Perhaps this is why she sits in the room and whines she is bored and yawns alot, when he is not giving her the attention she thinks she deserves. Perhaps, this is why she sought to tell my sister that when before both of them, she is to close her legs, placing her own sensitivities above his wishes. Perhaps, this is why when i gave her only the three basics of a serve to a stranger, she was upset with me and felt she was owed more.
yes Perhaps, to several other things of note and import . . . yes Perhaps . . . .
Perhaps, it is why she showed her true colors at the end of the relationship, in her anger she pointed out her jealousy to him yelling how he always spends his time buried balls deep in the pussy of other slaves.
Is it possible, I ask myself, that all of them are participants in a crime of stupefying proportions?
Am I fantasizing it all?
I must be mad!
Yet every day I see the evidences. The very people I suspect produce the evidence, exhibit it, offer it to me, in plain view. Plain as the nose on their faces.
Corpses. Fragments of corpses, unknowing how to live, me unable to tell them how to.
"Do not ask the stones or the trees how to live, they can not tell you ; they do not have tongues; do not ask the wise man how to live for, if he knows , he will know he cannot tell you; if you would learn how to live , do not ask the question; its answer is not in the question but in the answer, which is not in words; do not ask how to live, but, instead, proceed to do so."
Page 9 - Magicians of Gor
Am I dreaming, I say to myself?
Yet I am not dreaming. I look into your eyes.
Calm down, I tell myself, you are making a mountain out of a molehill. This is life. Everyone else comes to terms with it, why can’t you? Why can’t you?”
Because, I am not deceiving anyone, i am what i claim to be, and their behavior confuses me. i see no profit, no gain, to what they are doing.
it baffles me to no end.
Until the usual happens, that is.
She told me she was the submissive of a man offline, that online she was playing a Free Woman, a dominant. Perhaps, this explains why she argued with him in public, before his guests. Perhaps, this explains why she wishes to place herself above Free Men. Perhaps this is why she sits in the room and whines she is bored and yawns alot, when he is not giving her the attention she thinks she deserves. Perhaps, this is why she sought to tell my sister that when before both of them, she is to close her legs, placing her own sensitivities above his wishes. Perhaps, this is why when i gave her only the three basics of a serve to a stranger, she was upset with me and felt she was owed more.
yes Perhaps, to several other things of note and import . . . yes Perhaps . . . .
Perhaps, it is why she showed her true colors at the end of the relationship, in her anger she pointed out her jealousy to him yelling how he always spends his time buried balls deep in the pussy of other slaves.
Is it possible, I ask myself, that all of them are participants in a crime of stupefying proportions?
Am I fantasizing it all?
I must be mad!
Yet every day I see the evidences. The very people I suspect produce the evidence, exhibit it, offer it to me, in plain view. Plain as the nose on their faces.
Corpses. Fragments of corpses, unknowing how to live, me unable to tell them how to.
"Do not ask the stones or the trees how to live, they can not tell you ; they do not have tongues; do not ask the wise man how to live for, if he knows , he will know he cannot tell you; if you would learn how to live , do not ask the question; its answer is not in the question but in the answer, which is not in words; do not ask how to live, but, instead, proceed to do so."
Page 9 - Magicians of Gor
Am I dreaming, I say to myself?
Yet I am not dreaming. I look into your eyes.
Calm down, I tell myself, you are making a mountain out of a molehill. This is life. Everyone else comes to terms with it, why can’t you? Why can’t you?”
Because, I am not deceiving anyone, i am what i claim to be, and their behavior confuses me. i see no profit, no gain, to what they are doing.
it baffles me to no end.
It's True - The Joys of Getting Older
A fantastic folk song with even more fantastic lyrics.
This song just makes me giggle and i have to sing along during the chorus, it's so hard not to sway and sing along every time i hear this. Below are the lyrics for your enjoyment, Master
where you can sing along.
There's a man somewhere in Carolina
sipping cheap whiskey from his fine china
his thoughts on U.S. foreign policy
are like an infant with cerebral palsy, . . . trying to swim
hes often quoted as saying
that only the weak die praying
This song just makes me giggle and i have to sing along during the chorus, it's so hard not to sway and sing along every time i hear this. Below are the lyrics for your enjoyment, Master
where you can sing along.
There's a man somewhere in Carolina
sipping cheap whiskey from his fine china
his thoughts on U.S. foreign policy
are like an infant with cerebral palsy, . . . trying to swim
hes often quoted as saying
that only the weak die praying
that the smart and the strong
well they just carry on
and create their own destiny
He speaks it seems almost endlessly
if he'd look, he'd see, that no one is listening
but he babbles on
and to him it must not dawn
well they just carry on
and create their own destiny
He speaks it seems almost endlessly
if he'd look, he'd see, that no one is listening
but he babbles on
and to him it must not dawn
that hes not making sense
and he sings
Ooohhhhhh boy, the joys of getting older
Ooohhhhhhh man do what you can,
to find her and to hold her
and in your eyes you will see, she only loves me
and your just a habit dying hard.
Theres a fist flying at Jim Jacksons Jaw
thrown by an officer of the law
He called the cop an oinker,
so they threw him in the clinker
he spent all of one day behind bars
two weeks after he was arrested
his incarceration was protested
they said wheres the evidence
whats the offence?
other than having dark skin?
they replied, your conduct was disorderly
you will be sentenced accordingly
they said theres no respect for police anymore
Jim says its hard to respect the uniform
if you can't respect the man
and he sings
Ooohhhhhh boy, the joys of getting older
Ooohhhhhhh man do what you can,
to find her and to hold her
but my liberty, it's just up to me
i'll decide what's right and wrong
there's an old country western guitar
played by some young man
in some downtown bar
it was once owned by bobby zimmerman
but no one seems to remember him
as i recall he was a trifle irreverent
but i refused to hold that against him
cause he started to learn
not to speak out of turn
but he vanished like a fart in the wind
but if you'll just close your eyes and listen
and remember for a moment to miss him
you could still hear him cry
longing to find
that old country guitar
and he sings
Ooohhhhhh boy, the joys of getting older
Ooohhhhhhh man do what you can,
to find her and to hold her
and i'll stroke softly her strings
and with me she'll sing
an old country western love song
there's a sign on oak street that reads stop
but Peter Whitherspoon did not
and he and his his wife gave up their lives
and he sings
Ooohhhhhh boy, the joys of getting older
Ooohhhhhhh man do what you can,
to find her and to hold her
and in your eyes you will see, she only loves me
and your just a habit dying hard.
Theres a fist flying at Jim Jacksons Jaw
thrown by an officer of the law
He called the cop an oinker,
so they threw him in the clinker
he spent all of one day behind bars
two weeks after he was arrested
his incarceration was protested
they said wheres the evidence
whats the offence?
other than having dark skin?
they replied, your conduct was disorderly
you will be sentenced accordingly
they said theres no respect for police anymore
Jim says its hard to respect the uniform
if you can't respect the man
and he sings
Ooohhhhhh boy, the joys of getting older
Ooohhhhhhh man do what you can,
to find her and to hold her
but my liberty, it's just up to me
i'll decide what's right and wrong
there's an old country western guitar
played by some young man
in some downtown bar
it was once owned by bobby zimmerman
but no one seems to remember him
as i recall he was a trifle irreverent
but i refused to hold that against him
cause he started to learn
not to speak out of turn
but he vanished like a fart in the wind
but if you'll just close your eyes and listen
and remember for a moment to miss him
you could still hear him cry
longing to find
that old country guitar
and he sings
Ooohhhhhh boy, the joys of getting older
Ooohhhhhhh man do what you can,
to find her and to hold her
and i'll stroke softly her strings
and with me she'll sing
an old country western love song
there's a sign on oak street that reads stop
but Peter Whitherspoon did not
and he and his his wife gave up their lives
to an 18 wheel peter built truck
now this really doesn't even have to be said
but when she heard they were both dead
their daughter marie only sweet 16
didn't take the news well at all
she died her hair black and refused medication
she was high on methanphetamins and self mutilation
and she often asked the question
if theres a god out there
how could he be so mean
and he sings
Ooohhhhhh boy, the joys of getting older
Ooohhhhhhh man do what you can,
to find her and to hold her
cause the answer's right here
and its surprisingly clearit's not easy to see
but its' perfectly free
it's not mine it's not yours
so put away your credit cards
true love is what you're looking for.
now this really doesn't even have to be said
but when she heard they were both dead
their daughter marie only sweet 16
didn't take the news well at all
she died her hair black and refused medication
she was high on methanphetamins and self mutilation
and she often asked the question
if theres a god out there
how could he be so mean
and he sings
Ooohhhhhh boy, the joys of getting older
Ooohhhhhhh man do what you can,
to find her and to hold her
cause the answer's right here
and its surprisingly clearit's not easy to see
but its' perfectly free
it's not mine it's not yours
so put away your credit cards
true love is what you're looking for.
South of Lincoln - Man Part 1
Maxwell Beardsley Holmquist, a.k.a. South of Lincoln
A haunting and mellow little tale, i instantly felt infatuation with the man.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Punishment
She has no gradations of grief at disappointing you. Any failure feels like the end of the world to her.
What makes a man
Every man, at some point in his life, is gonna lose a battle. He is gonna fight and he is gonna lose. But what makes him a man, is that in the midst of that battle, he does not lose himself.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
My Crazy Family Moments v1
We stood in the backyard, posed for a photo, and I observed, out loud, without fanfare, without thinking: “I am the only one who is not holding a baby.”
My mother, behind the camera, and also without missing a beat, replied, “Would you like to hold your purse?
My mother, behind the camera, and also without missing a beat, replied, “Would you like to hold your purse?
“Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.” — Steve Jobs
Rest in peace, Mr. Jobs.
One of my favorite females
Betty White
Why do people say : "Grow Some balls!"
Balls are weak and sensitive, if you really want to be strong, grow a damn vagina.
"Those things can REALLY take a pounding!!"
Why do people say : "Grow Some balls!"
Balls are weak and sensitive, if you really want to be strong, grow a damn vagina.
"Those things can REALLY take a pounding!!"
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Forgiveness
Ok, no big surprise - I *often* talk about relationships.
I made the statement that, in my opinion, it's not really likely to fall into a new relationship until the old one is really behind you. With so many people who have had transitions in their relationships, I thought it was a worthwhile thing to share.
"To complete an old relationship, you need to do more than paperwork," I said. "Oh, you *do* need to do the paperwork but you need to do more. You need to forgive him (or her) for whatever you're left holding onto and.. One final thing - you need to forgive yourself. You need to forgive yourself for anything you are still holding onto. Perhaps you need to forgive yourself for getting into the relationship in the first place, for not trusting the signs that you saw and thought about later and didn't see, for not getting out earlier, for hurting those around you, for what you did to hurt him (or her). Whatever it is - you need to forgive yourself if you want to make enough space in your heart for someone new."
I'd been thinking about this conversation today and, just having it made a big contribution to me. I'd been holding onto a pissed off argument with my Aunt since the holidays. I'd told several friends that I intended to *never* apologize or really *ever* speak to her again. I know, I know, sounds like a 4-year old.
Anyway - I was stuck having to drop something off at her house today and while in the car, I recalled my conversation with my friend from last night. I decided that what was really missing here was my forgiveness, not my apology - so I forgave her in the car. Sure enough - we had a very nice couple of minutes together, are back on speaking terms and despite my expectation, I feel a bit better about myself and the whole thing.
So there's the challenge - need to open space in your heart for someone else? Have you tried forgiveness? Of them … *and* of yourself?
Paris
Paris is also a cheese lover, and anytime you go into the kitchen and she hears the right muffle of wrapping, she knows your into cheese.
Paris also can tell bad cheese from good cheese, if you take two slices of cheese one the imitation kind some strange off brand, and a kraft slice, both the same size color everything, she will gobble the kraft and leave the other with a look of,
i know you aren't trying to feed me that crap, right?
Monday, Monday
Dear Monday,
Thank you for having the word "mon" in you. That's french for "Mine" and that's what he calls me. It's a great ay to start off the week.
Thank you for having the word "mon" in you. That's french for "Mine" and that's what he calls me. It's a great ay to start off the week.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Negative thinking limits your personal potential
I have learned that our greatest failing is not to take action, not to sing our song. I admit that living expansively and exuberantly isn't always easy.
Sorrow and pain make us want to contract and withdraw, not expand and excel. We live well only when we embrace this paradox -- the very fragility, pathos, and unpredictability of life make every moment precious.
My aim is to persuade, push, and compel you to live every minute fully and consciously. We never know how many chances we'll have to "get it right."
Life is finite. If I am driven in my mission, it's because of my own agony in dealing with loss.
What I have learned is that pain, suffering, emptiness, and loneliness are an important part of the human experience. Everyone -- rich or poor, weak or powerful -- endures these emotions.
We are here on earth to learn, to laugh, to cry, to feel love and pain, to be. Most important, we are here to live and make a difference.
Part of getting it right is getting it wrong.
Sorrow and pain make us want to contract and withdraw, not expand and excel. We live well only when we embrace this paradox -- the very fragility, pathos, and unpredictability of life make every moment precious.
My aim is to persuade, push, and compel you to live every minute fully and consciously. We never know how many chances we'll have to "get it right."
Life is finite. If I am driven in my mission, it's because of my own agony in dealing with loss.
What I have learned is that pain, suffering, emptiness, and loneliness are an important part of the human experience. Everyone -- rich or poor, weak or powerful -- endures these emotions.
We are here on earth to learn, to laugh, to cry, to feel love and pain, to be. Most important, we are here to live and make a difference.
Part of getting it right is getting it wrong.
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About Me
- bethanie
- I'm a great cook, but you'll probably fall in love with me the day I set the stove on fire with my creme brulee. I can argue a case as well as a lawyer, but you'll fall in love with me because of the silly faces I make