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| Often my Point Is Lost ...LoL |
| 09.26.05 (5:08 am) [edit] |
Every now and again we run amuck WERE HUMAN we say things and wonder WHY did I say that, OR we do something without thinking of the full outcome or the consequences of our actions SOME just act because they don't care about others feelings They tend to feel superior in some way shape or form. as if only there opinion matters. Or There is the fella who always has to have the last word.. LOL sometimes that really isn't such a bad thing. Along with every type of persona comes yet another way of relating to other Humans. I myself admire Someone who can speak with Authority coupled with Common Sense. add a Twist of Humane To that Mix and we Have Someone who should be a motivational speaker. Because Iam sure I would like listening to him/her for hours and he/she might be able to sell me the whole bill of goods. Some People can just talk, those are the people I like to listen to.
At work there is this District Manager who comes around and everyone just scrambles about making all these changes and bending over backwards making the Impossible Possible. I hadn't met him until about a year ago, I really didn't like the way everyone bent when he was coming about, Iam a firm believer that if you respect someone and there abilities you speak openly but fairly (long story there for another time) anyhow I heard him speak after I had already decided I didn't care for the Tyrant in him. and in all fairness he is still a tyrant but LORD that MAN can TALK, I could listen to him for hours and understand and relate to everything he has to say. he is like a different man when he speaks. NOW I don't forget about the tyrant he can be, but I do have a renewed respect for someone who captivate an audience the way he does. he is a natural speaker. After about a year I went up to him after one of the meetings and I ask him, Did you take a class on Public Speaking? how is it that you do so well with it, He told me No, he was thrown into it years ago, and he was scared to death he didn't want to do it, he was sure he would make a fool of himself, but he didn't have a choice so he just carried that with him, and tried to speak so that he could be understood and heard and while he still is nervous it is much easier today then when he started and it don't frighten him like it use to. but he said he NEVER forgets that fear he had and he uses that sense he gained from it, to speak now. and the biggest key is BELIEVE in what your saying, if you really believe in it you will be more then convincing, you will be understood.
I listened to him with an open mind, just drinking in everything he had to say and the key factors stuck to me, the things *I* could myself relate to, the things *I* Myself knew to be fact, and realized that the key to being understood fully was in believing in yourself and what your doing or saying. He BELIEVED and he Made you BELIEVE.
I still think the man is a Tyrant when he comes around, but I suppose I have a new respect for him that I didn't have before. and he did earn that the honest way by being himself.
OK MY POINT!! LOL I do have one I just generally take the long road getting there
LIKE who you are, Speak because you believe in what your saying NOT because you want to win an argument or make fool of someone else. Care deeply about the people in your life. and believe with every ounce of your soul.
Ok I can stop now I' am sure you ALL got my Point ....LOL
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| Monday Morning Sleep Deprived ..lol |
| 09.12.05 (3:09 am) [edit] |
I received this email about Women and the need for Sisters recently and it just keeps coming back into my mind, kind of like when you forget to do something..lol
ANYHOW Here was the Email
To all the SISTERS who have blessed my life:
A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and
visiting with her Mother. As they talked about life, about marriage, about
the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother
clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober
glance upon her daughter.
"Don't forget your Sisters," she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the
bottom of her glass. "They'll be more important as you get older. No
matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the
children you may have, you are still going to need Sisters.
Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them. And
remember that 'Sisters' also mean your girlfriends, your daughters, and
other women relatives too.
You'll need other women. Women always do."
'What a funny piece of advice!' the young woman thought. 'Haven't I just
gotten married? Haven't I just joined the couple-world? I'm now a married
woman, for goodness sake! A grownup. Surely my husband and the family we
may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!'
But she listened to her Mother. She kept contact with her Sisters and made
more women friends each year. As the years tumbled by, one after another,
she gradually came to understand that her Mom really knew what she was
talking about.
As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman,
Sisters are the mainstays of her life. After almost 55 years of living in
this world, here is what I've learned:
Times passes. Life happens. Distance separates. Children grow up. Love
waxes and wanes. Hearts break. Careers end. Jobs come and go. Parents
die. Colleagues forget favors. Men don't call when they say they will.
BUT Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are
between you. A Sister is never farther away than needing her can reach.
When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it for
yourself, your Sisters will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on, praying
for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open
arms at the valley's end. Sometimes, they will even break the rules and
walk beside you. Or come in and carry you out.
My mother, sister, sisters-in-law, and girlfriends, bless my life! The
world wouldn't be the same without them and neither would I. When we began
this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or
sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other.
Every day, we need each other still.
NOW I have many Sisters Myself and when I read this I fully understood from the very first line where it was heading, but really so many YOUNG LADIES today might not get it right off the bat. I recall when I was young and just starting out in my marriage that I jumped right in with my Husband Being the center of my universe. and it does take MEN a little longer to give up there Mommy Ties, and by that I mean early in the marriage I think he ran to his mom for advice before coming to me, Then One Day His Aunt read him a passage about when a man gets married he is to cleave unto his wife, that came along with the explanation that at some point he needed to learn that Momma while she is wonderful women isn't who he should be talking to about these things, I do believe that he changed almost overnight once he understood that concept.
It seems to me that while women are more emotional and they tend to have this huge need to nurture and make things right for there family, they fall into there rolls so very easily and make there mate the center of there world, they tend to try and do all the old fashion ways that have been inbreeded into them and still maintain all the new ways of culture coming there way, how many women today work, and still cook, clean, and play soccer mom?
Don't misunderstand me, some Men do pull more then there share as well, but on an average its still the women's place to take care of the home and the hubby, and the kids and the pets etc for some reason the man still gets to take out the trash and pay the bills etc. and while Mom gives the kids there bath and gets them ready for bed, Dad does get to read that bedtime story if he isn't to tired.
My Point is that while women tend to take on a lot more emotional challenges of there own making actually ...LOL how many times have you just done it all in and then when your tired you blame yourself, your mate, your everything for not noticing that you have done all these things OUT OF LOVE for your family and friends.. (the old emotional burnout) LoL we don't really mean all those nasty thoughts and words spewing forth we just need to be understood
SO HERE IT IS! who UNDERSTANDS? Yes you got it Your SISTER!!
Ok so Be Good To yourself today and call your sister and tell her how much you love her!
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| The RIGHT way and the Wrong WAY to get things done ..LOL |
| 09.09.05 (7:00 am) [edit] |
A friend at work sent me this ,, she said she hoped it would brigten my day since I seemed to be back peddling trying to get everything done that needed to be done in a timely manor. at the end she suggested that I work harder on the last couple then I do with the first few, and she concluded with the fact that if I used my Knowledge to its full extent that I would already know ALL THIS.LOL well needless to say she did brighten my day and left me laughing loudly for sometime, and since it made me so gosh darn happy to learn that I had been going about things ALL WRONG, I felt the need to pass this info along To you all...
However with a note of caution, Iam, of the mind that its not always easy to use those last two with a straight face, so I suggest that you all wear a mask when doing so!!
From a strictly mathematical viewpoint it goes like this:
What Makes 100%?
What does it mean to give MORE than 100%? Ever wonder about those people who say they are giving more than 100%? We have all been to those meetings where someone wants you to give over 100%. How about achieving 103%? What makes up 100% in life?
Here's a little mathematical formula that might help you answer these questions:
If:
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
is represented as:
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26
THEN**
H-A-R-D-W-O-R-K
8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98%
AND
K-N-O-W-L-E-D-G-E
11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5 = 96%
BUT
A-T-T-I-T-U-D-E
1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5 = 100%
AND
B-U-L-L-S-H-I-T
2+21+12+12+19+8+9+20 = 103%
And Look How FAR A Little ASS-Kissing will take you
A-S-S-K-I-S-S-I-N-G
1+19+19+11+9+19+19+9+14+7 = 118%
So, one can conclude with mathematical certainty that While Hard work and Knowledge will get you close, and Attitude will get you there, it'sthe Bullshit and Ass kissing that will put you over the top.
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| My Atempt at Keeping Up with Brawdy Humor!! |
| 09.02.05 (12:42 am) [edit] |
Sometimes just coming up with a new subject to write about can be a challenge, I have like 6 unfinished stories at the moment..LOL well often my mind starts on a project and before its done I come up with a new branch which don't quite fit this story so I start a new one with the Same enthusiasm as the last one and thus the vicious circle begins ~wicked chuckle~ an excuse for not finishing something.. Does this one work for you?
I' am considering doing a comedic approach to an erotic story The Idea spawned when I was laying in bed watching Movies with my sister ..LOL you see My Sister lives about 3 hours from me, I' am the oldest she is the youngest and were the closest of all 6 of us kids. so whenever I manage a few days off work together I like to head up to her place where we generally laugh and shop and watch movies (we can solve all sorts of crime together LoL) anyhow we were watching some stand up women comedians mostly the Black Goddesses of Humor and they just have a way of talking about there sex life without actually using the words for instance one that had us laughing was "you know My Man he can please, he sure does have a way of putting his Junk in my Trunk" well we laughed and made all sorts of jokes about telling our mate (if we had one we wouldn't be two sisters snuggled up together laughing at movies and poor jokes) anyhow I got off on this idea of a women who wanted to spice up her average sex life by adding some spice and this idea came to her while watching a comedic video The star of my story of course is average women lacking excitement and she becomes so enthralled with the way that these women speak about there men and the idea that Passion begets Passion is the whole basis of this story line.. anyhow add in the comedic value of your average Joe Blow who gets all excited at the change in his Normal Wife that he is tripping over himself wanting to go along with her idea of added spice in there sex life.. ok so here is the scene for you
"Marge, wiggles her behind up into Joe's Manhood. whispers "Mmm, Baby (just like she saw in the movie) How about you put your Junk In my Trunk? she wiggles and moans in sultry ways and Average Joe about looses himself in her passionate moans, in his excitement to keep things flowing smoothly Average Joe, runs from the room leaving poor Marge wondering what's going on he runs down stairs out the door to the garage where he promptly throws his tool box full of his Junk in Marge's Trunk, and then promptly runs back upstairs gasping for breath he asks "Ok, That's done now what?
LOL ok now maybe you can see why I get lost so often oddly enough I rarely write with humor yet I talk with it all the time.. I LOVE TO LAUGH and Giggle I can generally keep my friends laughing sometimes to the point of tears ..hehe
EVIL GODDESS I AM!! yes YES yes I AM I AM
Anyhow That's all my ramble for today
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| Lost in my Own MIND Today :wink: |
| 09.01.05 (4:32 am) [edit] |
ever consider that maybe we don't write because there is so many things to write about that we can't seem to pick just one? well Iam thinking maybe that is the answer. since if we were sitting across the table from each other having a cuppa coffee you might have a problem getting me to shut up. LoL yeah Iam a chatter, but at the same time I adore a great story, I think one of my absolute favorite things in like is to lay in bed and listen to someone talk. LoL hey I like to listen to someone talk most of the time, but I think that laying in bed is really when I listen best, its like the most relaxing time for me. some call it the bedtime story or Pillow Talk.. me I call it Heaven on Earth. Now when I was with my Hubby, sometimes he would tell me bedtime stories but generally as with most things it don't last long.
I think that if everyone spent just a little more time listening to another person that the world would have far less harsh and bad moments. I mean how can you really treat someone badly if you know and understand them? (yes I know broad statement, bare with me) Its so very easy to act harshly and uncaring about another person when you don't fully understand them when you don't allow yourself to become involved with them. BUT learning all you can about another person ALWAYS opens up new doors, like I had no clue that you did this or that you knew this, or God Forbid were actually alike in something ...UNDERSTANDING another person is never ever wrong, even when its a huge let-down to learn that the person you care about is really an Idiot. using your sense of intuition wisely. like if it feels off it might be etc we humans generally just ignore then sense of intuition because it goes against what we want. now if we were a Dog, we would listen and just bite the idiots right off the bat!
LOL enough for today, The reason for my post is two folded, one is that a couple of my VERY FAVORITE T-Blog folks have expressed a concern over my lack of posts.. and well I work way to much is my only answer to that.. AND secondly a friend laughed at me last evening because I started telling him a story and got side tracked but still managed to come back to the topic at hand to make my point and I wanted to see if I lost myself in a ramble how far off topic I would go....
Yur all safe I didn't make it to far, I left all the erotic notions deep in the locked safe. hehe :lol: :wink: :roll: :lol:
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| Morning Laugh |
| 08.11.05 (4:08 am) [edit] |
Ok, I wake up late, with two little girls playing with my hair .. grandma wake up they giggle, YOU have to know that there really is no better way to wake up actually..
anyhow they are now off fighting over toys and Iam trying to get my fair share of the coffee and catch up on my email before I head off to work.. ANYHOW
now that my Coffee has been firmly spewed across my monitor I will share HOW That happened ..
I have this friend who sends me daily jokes and stuff, which I always read his because he often has some really funny ones, that brings us back to todays coffee spew BUT really don't take my word for it Judge for yourself ..
Twenty Dollars
On their wedding night, the young bride approached her new husband and asked for $20.00 for their first lovemaking encounter.
In his highly aroused state, her husband readily agreed. This scenario was repeated each time they made love, for more than 30
years, with him thinking that it was a cute way for her to afford new clothes and other incidentals that she needed.
Arriving home around noon one day, she was surprised to find her husband in a very drunken state. During the next few minutes, he explained that his employer was going through a process of corporate downsizing, and he had
been let go.
It was unlikely that, at the age of 59, he'd be able to find another position that paid anywhere near what he'd been earning, and
therefore, they were financially ruined.
Calmly, his wife handed him a bank book which showed more than thirty years
of steady deposits and interest totaling nearly $1 million.
Then she showed him certificates of deposits issued by the bank which were worth over $2 million, and informed him that they were one of the largest
depositors in the bank. She explained that for the more than three decades she had "charged" him for sex, these holdings had multiplied and these were the results of her savings and investments.
Faced with evidence of cash and investments worth over $3 million, her
husband was so astounded he could barely speak, but finally he found his voice and blurted out,
"If I'd had any idea what you were doing, I would have given you all my business!"
That's when she shot him.
You know, sometimes, men just don't know when to keep their mouths shut
THANKS GENE NOW COME CLEAN MY MONITOR ..LoL
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| My Morning Coffee |
| 08.10.05 (1:20 am) [edit] |
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First I think Maybe I should go to Judy's Place for Coffee, I bet she has Cold Pizza with Morning Coffee..LOL now if you want to know what that means you will just have to go read her Blog ... *chuckle*
I have found the ANSWER to my writing Lapse!! *chuckle* I get here to The Mighty Tblog and I read and comment and read and Comment ...lol I love to comment ~Chuckle~ so anyhow I think Iam using up all my Good Stuff on my comments (Did I mention I love to Comment?) ~~Chuckle~~ for those of you who get the Mighty Comments you realize by now that I have an Opinion on just about everything so this is working for me except that I don't get much new written .. BUT Iam working on a new story (probably not for the fait of heart, I do rather like my erotica) anyhow Perhaps I should just place warning labels on some of my writing stuff Ya Think? ............... LOL ok I got up early and was going to work early and now if I hurry I just might make it ON TIME!! ........................*chuckle* Laterssssss
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| Whos WHO in My read List ..LOL |
| 08.05.05 (8:36 am) [edit] |
I floated around reading today, not really intending to write.. AS much as I wish I could get my mind working I think maybe its on a lazy hiatus by that I mean that it seems that Iam at some stuck place you see Iam use to writing regularly about whatever comes to mind. but lately it just seems that I spend more time reading and commenting then I do actually doing my own writing. "PERHAPS that is my path at the moment" LOL anyhow
I have a few great blogs I love to visit and all for diverse reasons.. One I love is [u]JudyPatooote[/u] Blog Ohhh That women has a way of making you see your own past though her memories, Just is a fine writer in my eyes because she can show you something with or without a visual which lately she has had some very fine Visuals to go by. I love old pictures myself and Judy seems to have a TON of them all cute and full of character.. be sure and check her out!!
Another Blog of Interest is [u]Surrogate's[/u] Blog, I would see him as a sort of activist, or at the very least he has a Brilliant Mind. Very Clever Man with a great eye for Detail. I think maybe he has his own little Pipeline Into the Comings and Goings around this nation, Keep in mind that he does have his own opinion on things and being a Clever Man he can defend them fully Check him Out Really A Great Read from a Wonderful Writer.
Another would be [u]Null Factors [/u]Blog.. Now that is some light reading with the greatest twist of humor, he is perhaps one of the most open and friendly people I have met here. he really is one of my first stops when I come here because he is much like a breath of fresh air for me.
Now I really like to read [u]SeaGrass's[/u] Blog.. he has a lot of talent, and I often find myself wondering what it would be like to listen to him tell a story. I find his mind to be very enticing he has this way of putting things that just seem to elude you, when you read him its like "Oh, Wow, That is deep why didn't I see that before, even better why didn't I think of that!" he tends to put out some short blurts of stories and he does manage to give you a full sense of the story with but a couple paragraphs I REALLY do ENJOY reading his Thread immensely
Ohhh and if your in the Mood for a very Harsh Look at the world around you, WELL there is nothing better then reading the Blog of FallingCarefully anyhow This Coffee Drinking Brit, yes there actually is a Coffee drinker over there.. anyhow Not only can he write, but he finds a way to put humor and disgust all in one place, he is like the blinding light glaring on a subject often its a subject that most would wear sunglass so as not to see it all anyhow WONDERFUL READ if you can handle a brass opinionated Coffee Drinker with a No Holds Bared kind of mentality
And if your into the dark side of things READ [u]KURT MADDOX [/u]he is an awesome writer, very friendly man full of talent and he writes about one of my favorite subjects VAMPIRES ..lol he is a research type person I find he twists the fantasy with some fact and makes for a lovely read.. be sure and check him out
Lastly today I would like to recommend [u]REDTigress's [/u]Blog, I find her very well written, and I wish I could tell you more about WHY I like to read her, but actually Iam not sure, she has a feel about her of humor yet someone who has overcome some sort of painful place. THAT is just my person opinion I really don't know, I only know that I enjoy reading her Blog which I haven't done in few weeks now. but she is worth a look see.
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| Does Your Mind Take A Vacation When Your Body Can't? |
| 07.29.05 (4:35 am) [edit] |
For someone who normally can ramble on for hours about just about anything, I do seem to have reached a rather dry spell. and really there are so very many things in the world which we could strike up a great conversation about, YET, I often feel lately that I have nothing to say. I think that I might even have lost my ability to debate effectively or perhaps its been fine tuned, since I really haven't changed my mind on anything recently I just seem to state my opinion and walk away from the disagreement .. EVEN at work! *sigh*
Iam quite well known at work for my err well My Mouth! and my Opinions, you see where most of my fellow Managers will often stand quiet while there boss tells them whatever it is that they feel the need to impart today, such as *I* think you need to make this change and that change and I don't like the way you have done this etc .. NOW if and it does happen sometimes that THEY are CORRECT I will say, "Yes, I agree and I understand. I will make those changes" But if your asking me to do something that just goes against my grain I state my case, where many of my co-managers will just agree and they complain after words about the fact that this is a mistake. and really 9 out of 10 times when I do comply (because they are my boss and I do have to do as Iam told) I end up having to make the change back for whatever reason, OR a new plan comes into action VERY QUICKLY (that way no one is wrong you know LoL)
LoL Got a little off track there, because actually I was just going to state that lately I don't even seem to want to debate those issues. Perhaps My Mind is on Hiatus? My Boss tells me last night that he wants me to work on this project, I said, I can do that, sounds like a good Idea ( I think he thought he was on a roll haha) because he comes to me with in his words and I so Hate when he does this "Hey, I got just ONE more Thing for YOU" and the reason I hate it so much is that its always Just one more thing like 40 times a day, Once or Twice I have reminded him that Just ONE more THING means just that! ONE MORE not 20 he takes it well always laughs and says Yes Yes I know. So he comes up with this "Just One More Thing" and really it isn't something we can implement at our location, were not large enough, therefor simply we haven't the room and still remain productive, YET when he said this, I said, only that I would do my best, not sure that is viable at this location and just left it at that.
NOW WHY would I agree to something I disagree with UNLESS, my mind is on Hiatus
Ohhh This is way to much thought process for one day I need a NAP!
Enjoy your day, seems I haven't lost the ability to ramble after all *wink*
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| Always The Day After .. If Only We Knew, how many times have you felt this way |
| 07.21.05 (8:31 am) [edit] |
ever have one of those days where you know you have something to say, but you really are not sure just what that something is .. WELL today that is me I have a story hidden within my own mind and Iam having trouble getting it into something I can understand, I have written and re-written things in my mind over and over the last couple days, just trying to make sense of a senseless occurrence,
almost a week ago, I was leaving work and witnessed some boys being boys and acting stupid horsing around two of the boys jumped on the trunk of there's friend car, he took off not speeding but accelerating as they past me. I called out, someone is going to get hurt, which Iam sure they didn't even hear me, and a split second later one of the boys fell off the back of the car when he hit the payment just something in the way he landed told me he wouldn't be getting up.. his friends are rushing to get to him, Iam yelling to a co-worker to get an ambulance. as I rushed to the scene yelling for these young boys to NOT MOVE HIM.
I don't seem to be able to get all of the faces of these boys out of my mind.
Yesterday I attended a funeral for the boy who fell of the back of that Car, I have come to learn a lot about him over this last few days from people who knew him well, so I ask you, how can you make sense of something so senseless YES he did make a foolish mistake in riding on the back of that car, he was on his way home with his friends to play a full night of dungeons and dragons with his buddies, his mom had promised to make them blueberry pancakes in the morning for breakfast if they stopped on there way home for pancake mix.
DJ as he is know to his friends was something special from the very first day he entered there lives years ago. 1st of his lifetime friends gets up to speak and tells of how at a low time in his life when he was in 4th grade and not fitting in and his only friend George was off playing with this new kid called DJ and he was so alone that his parents were worried about him, and one evening there was a knock on the door and a young boy standing at the door announced "Hi, Iam DJ Iam a friend of George, He told me where you lived, Want to be friends?" this boy tells of how DJ wasn't like so many where if you are friends with this one then you can't be friends with that one.. DJ had a way of crossing all boundaries he believed that everyone should be like best buddies and he treated everyone as if they were his friend, his group of close friends grew and his group of acquaintances grew even larger.
There were more friends who spoke out telling of there first meeting and the impact which DJ had on there lives, it was amazing to watch these young people speak though there grief.
The press talked about his death the hospital said that in the 12 hours he lived after the accident while on life support to harvest his organs for donation (which again was his Idea) over 300 of his fellow students crossed though his room.
attendance for his funeral was like nothing I have ever seen and I have seen some large funerals this 18 year old boy effected so many people, there was over 400 people squeezed into this very large church, they filled the base of the church, then the balcony was filled, when I and my girlfriend arrived there was no parking left, there were autos parked on the grass, we ended up parking in the business next door to the church. an unbelievable turn out I looked into the eyes of so many of our youth trying to understand the pain and loss they were experiencing It was so difficult, the memorial service lasted a very long time it was almost two hours to the end. at one point Mom got up to tell her Son Goodbye and to share with us a piece of her son, he had written something when he was still in school about how to live on though the gift of donation of yourself in life and your body in death, it was his wish that someone who needed any part of him would receive it, right down to his skin and bones and muscles. AMAZING to me the insight of this young boy. who had such plans for his life.
since DJ was 7 years old he had been planning and practicing to join the service. seriously one of his friends tells of how they use to go into the woods and practice what they figured soldiers must do, I think all little boys play soldier at sometime or another but since DJ had made that his plan so early in life he practiced and played for years and finally he got his wish, he was excepted and would be in the fall going into the service. DJ was so proud that he was finally excepted and would be getting his life long dream that he shared his accomplishment with all his friends and acquaintances, everyone knew about his finally getting his wish.
I have learned so much in the past week about this young man who seemed to live life in the best way possible by being a wonderful caring friend and neighbor and co worker it didn't matter to DJ who you were or where you came from he cared about everyone for the person they were inside.. so I ask you......................
How does one make sense of a senseless action?
The songs sung by a couple of his friends were most fitting beginning with "Come To Jesus" followed later by "On My Knees" and again later and perhaps the most moving of all was
"I Will Remember You"
DJ, *I* will remember you *hugs*
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| Inhumanities Poem |
| 07.15.05 (11:19 am) [edit] |
Inhumanities is a Term used to describe when something occurs that WE as A Mass feel is an atrocity generally its Humans who created these inhumanities against there own, no matter how you look at things you generally realize that most things come from a Great Fear of something that you don't understand OR when you believe that your somehow better then the next person,, there for they deserve such acts committed against them. I wrote this about a year ago, and I just can't seem to get the flow right.. but still I like it and this was just one of the things that came to my mind when I thought of how we have at times persecuited our own, this is a small one compared to many but its just one that I felt the need to write about.
Inhumanities Poem
Winter's Bliss, raged upon the youth,
blasphemous screaming, so uncouth
Elizabeth Parris, Abigail Williams, bored with there plight
With such delight, they became the fight.
first accused, Tituba The slave
The Sarah's followed all looked grave
The Sarah's did say, Innocent we be
While Tituba claimed the devil to see
the townsfolk all in a fright
everyone knew they be victims in this plight
neighbors, acquaintances cast there claims
all were to be tried, someone has to take the blame
accusations abound,
not one was safe all were found
the innocent where tried
so many died
every strange behavior,
all lost without a savior
Burned at the stake
most claiming this is a mistake
Family and Friends alike
overtake them in this plight
Hung in the gallows
everyone cast a shadow
the cults arose, it seemed that the mere
were unable to hear,
looking for evils they judged all
believing themselves on a call
Men and Women alike
all were witches in this fight
a few signed petitions stating this is unjust and unfounded
they became suspects hunted and hounded
children against parents, parents against children, family's divide
it seems that everyone's world was about to collide
when out of the ashes a phoenix did rise
Thomas Brattle with pen in hand gathered the governor on the right side
Governor Phips, disbanded these trials
all breathed a sigh of relief voicing there denials
The superior court was created to try these witches accused
left with there scars so many abused
May 1693 they were all set free,
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| Just Rambling Today *chuckle* |
| 07.14.05 (5:20 am) [edit] |
Last evening after a fairly horrific day at work, I spent some time chatting with a close friend.
You see Iam a chatter, I just love a good conversation. And its even better with a great conversationalist,. Which he is, and that actually is a HUGE part of his charm. while he and I differ on our opinions on most things, Iam quite confident that it doesn't damage our friendship at all. YES WE, both very opinionated people, and more often on the opposite side of a debate. LOL anyhow a very little background...
I work retail, as a manager I get called for so very many issues during my shift, and the least fun of those are the dreaded " I have a customer up here with a DVD player they wish to return without a receipt" and you really wouldn't believe all of the calls I had yesterday, some of these Valid complaints and everyone of them not understanding why I wasn't willing to just this once make an exception.. THINKING TO MYSELF Nope I suppose not.. anyhow (My friend being one of those who feels its not his responsibility to save every receipt, but MY responsibility to sell him a product which will last and not need to go back) Now I do understand his dilemma,, you see my friend can be very ONE SIDED at times, yes he is aware of all those that abuse the system to there own gain, but since he isn't one of those why should he be penalized, I sort of make him sound rather stubborn, which he is at times and actually a trait I do admire in him.. ANYHOW as we somehow ended up talking at great lengths about our different sides of this issue and debating where and how this could all end, I finally told him of a story which is a true story I had dealt with a couple years back..
We had this elderly women who came in to return some batteries which she claimed were no good, without a receipt, she had the package but no receipt and generally is such a small end price that they never ask a manager they just do it, but the girl at the desk was new and she called me, and I ask a couple questions of her and said No, you need a receipt, ANYHOW this women ask to speak to me, (again they often do that if they think it will change my mind and sometimes it does) anyhow I get up there to see this little old lady giving the girls a piece of her mind, and she tells me "Look, It states right here on the package that this is good until 2005 and its only 2001 now!"
Iam rather astonished as I try and explain to her that the date is ONLY GOOD if you DON'T use the battery, once you use it you can expect a normal lasting time for the battery depending on what purpose your using it for
she informs me that I don't know policy for these batteries like she does and that she has been returning our 2nd rate batteries for the past 15 years and its not her fault that we carry such bad batteries, she informed me that she has already spoken with the major companies about there batteries (Duracell, Energizer, and RayOVac) and they all have told her to return these defective batteries to the store!!
After a very long and time extensive conversation with her I learned that she knows all the men in the hardware department by first name, you see this poor little old lady has the bad luck of not having to purchase a battery of any kind for the last 15 years because she comes in and says this didn't last it went dead and the boys take care of her, NO ONE REALIZED that she was expecting the battery to last for years with USE,
*sigh* Ok, Ma'am, let me try one more time.. YES, this battery will last to 2005 IF you don't use it what that means is that it will retain FULL POWER and you can expect it to be just as good in 2005 as it is in 2001 It does not mean that you can put it in your remote, alarm, or whatever item you wish and expect it to retain FULL POWER and LAST UNTIL 2005!! Batteries have a shelf life just like your milk eggs or cheese have, Do you understand? With which she replied "I, Don't think you know what your talking about, I have talked with these companies many times and Iam instructed to return them to the store, I want to talk with the manager of that area NOT YOU, they will understand" Well Ma'am, actually THAT is MY AREA!!! and those are MY product, and Iam sorry but from TODAY on you will have to purchase NEW BATTERIES just like the rest of our customers!!
FINE I will just go to another of your stores with my batteries THEY will Understand ME!
Thank You Ma'am, Have a Nice Day! and I in turn phone OUR other stores within a 10 mile area and tell them my plight and off I go to talk with the fellah's in hardware.
LOL and YES they ALL knew who I was talking about, I informed them that from NOW on they needed to NOT be quite so agreeable to little old ladies who hadn't had to buy a battery in 15 years
So my friend and I had quite a chuckle over this story and yet neither of us changed our stand point of the subject of returns without a receipt (I hope I never have to wait on my friend LoL) but then again really I adore the diversity in our conversations
sooooooooo to all who have a friend such as mine, *hugs* iam sure you understand they can be a pain in the back side, and one of your greatest treasures all at once
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| Erotic Story from Literotica |
| 07.12.05 (4:08 pm) [edit] |
I like to write erotic writings, I do write non-erotic as well, I have been working on some works that are slightly diffrent for me, but time will tell...
The Waking Dream's
by GoddessOfSouls ©
To open one's eye is much like turning on a light, you go from a dim view to one where everything makes sense, and that realization often shakes us to our core. Much like, how could I have not seen it before.
That is exactly how I found myself looking at James. He was someone I knew from work, a rather cute man, who always flirted with all of the girls. James is quite tall, and of course a very warm man. He always appears rather open, but I myself believe he keeps much hidden inside him. Perhaps he keeps all his secrets locked away so deeply that he himself isn't sure anymore what they are.
Anyhow, I digress here. I find that lately I'm often lost in thoughts of him, just normal curiosity I suppose. Yet he has managed to slip into my dreams, or is it my fantasy's? I really can't say for sure just yet. He slips his warm arms around me in a normal welcome and I find myself pulled to him. I find myself wondering does he know what I have been dreaming? Is he aware of what has been happening this last month. How could he? That is just silly I tell myself. Yet he say's things that only happen in my dreams, makes small remarks that No one except someone who actually knew my dreams could know.
"Hi James, how are things for you tonight?"
"Well, Hello Sue" he whispers almost seductively.
I giggle and blush, Its almost as if we share this secret. "I'm doing well, but will be better in a few hours when My shift is over"
James shifts slightly to slip his arm around me for a hug, and bends in to whisper in my ear. "I have become accustomed to my dreams lately, care to share one with me?"
I just giggle, "Now, James I am not sure you could handle my dreams" I reply with a wink.
James just smiles that knowing smile and clears his throat. "Oh, I have been meaning to ask you, didn't you tell me that you collected Dragons?"
"Why, Yes I do, nice of you to recall that"
James smiled slyly and said "I have pictured your room in my mind and I see all of these Dragons adorning your room"
I chuckle nervously because they do actually!
James just continued on, "I imagine you, laying on your bed, in a short silky black nighty, with red roses on the breast and hem, reading a book about Dragons, while you're surrounded by all sorts of Dragon figurines. A rose smelling candle burning beside your bed on your night stand. I imagine your long red hair falling loosely around your shoulders. The way you snuggle into the pillows on your bed when you read. The way your legs slip across each other as you get to the parts in the story which excite you. That sparkle in your eyes which shows excitement about what your reading or perhaps at what your thinking or day dreaming about."
I look at him with a puzzled almost shocked look upon my face, not sure what to say. My mind whirls about with knowing that is exactly right down to the lit candle what I was doing last evening. I was even wearing that same nighty. With a slightly nervous chuckle I tell James, "Well, darlin if I didn't know better I would think you had been peeping in my bedroom window." He gives the slyest smile I have seen yet.
"Perhaps I have." James whispers
Giggling, I answer "Now Baby, I know better then that, no one can see inside my windows with the blinds I have up, Well, unless I decide otherwise that is" I add with a wink.
James just smiles that warm smile of his and tells me its his fantasy and he can do as he wishes in it. "Ok, Ok I laugh but we have much work to do so lets get back to work, or I will never get out of here tonight." We both set about getting done what has to be done.
As my shift is about to end I find James up front around the time clock area, "Well, goodnight James, I didn't know you were done at the same time as me."
"I'm not done for a couple hours yet, I just wanted to wish you a good night, Sue."
"Awww, that is so sweet of you Hun." James leans into give me a hug, and he smells so wonderful, "I love that scent your wearing, what is it?"
Chuckling he replies "What scent! It's just my natural essence when I'm around you."
Laughing out loud "Ohh, Ok baby I will remember you always then by your natural essence." Embracing him in a warm hug, "I will see you soon then."
James leans in and whispers "That Red Dragon clock is my favorite you know" as he releases me and walks off.
I stand there a few minutes watching him walk off wondering again HOW could he have known I have a red dragon clock? I must have said something at one time, damn but he plays a good game.
I get home from work and fix some dinner, then its off to my room to answer some emails and settle in for the night. With the emails done I decide its time for a bath, besides I really do need to shave my legs and it would be lovely to lounge around in a very hot bath for awhile.
I light some of my favorite candles in the bathroom, drawing a bath with some fragrant bath salts, the aroma fills the air. I slip into the tub, the hot water warming my skin feeling so sensual. I really hate shaving my legs, but somehow when you make it sensual it doesn't quite seem so bad. I start with shaving my lower legs, then the upper legs. Then laying back in the hot steamy tub, closing my eyes, running my hands over my skin, the softness of freshly shaven legs always excites me.
My fingers slip onto my clit, rubbing. I know that I really do need to shave my pussy as well, if I don't do it now it just won't happen today. "Thank God for the *Goddess* razor" I find myself talking out loud as if I wasn't alone. It gives you a nice close shave, without a lot of worry about the nicks and cuts of other razors. Pulling the lips of my pussy up with my finger while the razor slips over the skin always gives me a shiver of delight.
Finishing up with the razor I find myself eyeing the shower massager with such need. Pulling it down, adjusting the water to a nice very warm temperature, I let it pulse against my pussy while fingering my clit. Quickly I'm there as my body tenses and the spasms begin to pull from deep within me. Damn, Damn, Damn! But I love my shower massager. Moaning, I close my eyes and let the waves overtake me, shuddering until I'm fully sated. I realize the tub is quite full of water now. I laugh out loud, damn it, I really do need to get a bigger tub!
Turning off the water, I lay back and just relax in the water and let the shudders ease up until I'm drifting off to sleep in the tub. Fully relaxed, I should be getting off to bed. Getting out I dry myself, wrap my hair in a towel, noticing how red my skin is from the hot water. I shiver as the cold air hits my skin. I hurry off to my bed, where I climb naked into the comforter and wrap myself up to warm.
Clicking on the TV, I surf channels, shivering while waiting for my body to dry fully and warm up in the comforter. As my body warms I find myself sleepy and drifting off, clicking on the remote to turn off the TV and I'm out. A bit early for me, but I could use the sleep.
Opening my eyes to look at the alarm clock, the red lights read 2:30am. I close my eyes again, and drift back to sleep, back to my dreams. The scent fills my senses, my body wiggles over the sheets, I can feel him, smell him, I struggle to wake up, yet not wanting to really awake. The confused state where you don't know what is real and what is a dream. You only know that you don't want it to end.
My mind reels with ideas and thoughts, none of which I can fully grasp. How did he know about the Dragon clock? Why can I smell his scent in my room? How does he know about my nighties? How can he know me in private? Does he visit my dreams somehow? Are we somehow connected in some way? All of these thoughts muddle though my dreams, only to give me more questions without answers.
I can smell what he called the essence of him! I can smell it in my room. I can feel him, his body laying behind me spooning me. His long arms wrapped around me, slipping over my full body. His lips kissing my back, his tongue tracing over my skin as he kisses and suckles the skin with open mouth licks and nibbles. Those long arms running up and down my body, rubbing on my hips, caressing me, grasping my nipples, rolling them through his fingers. Pulling me closer and closer to him, rubbing down over my stomach, onto my legs, I can feel myself moaning in my dream state. My legs part as if begging him to touch me. Wiggling, moaning, pushing my behind up into him, as my passion builds. My body fills with such want, such need.
James Please, Oh, Baby Please I beg with broken whispers between my gasps for breath. My ass pushing into him, I can feel his arms holding me tightly while his finger flutters about on my clit.
James pulls me up higher into him, I can feel his hard cock pushing at the opening of my pussy, I can feel the pressure of his cock against me. "Yes, yes" I moan, "please yes, yes." The feel of his cock about to enter me, while those long fingers of his play with my clit, Lord I'm so wet, so very wet. James finger slips into my pussy, pumping in and out a couple times. He pulls his hand back, he slips his finger covered with my cum into my waiting lips. At that moment his cock thrusts up into me, I'm sucking on his finger dripping with my cum as momentary shock fills me, this tastes, feels real, is this a dream?
I really don't care anymore. I can only respond as my body moves without pause, it's lost in its own need for pleasure. Amazing the realness of his cock, pumping in and out of me with such need. I can feel it swelling within me, pulsing as my pussy walls grasp it, squeezing it, milking it as our climax moves closer and closer to that ultimate point of no return. Climbing higher with his every thrust into me, the life force within him blending with my own as if we were one. The primal need of release. The force he uses as he pumps deeply into me, fucking me so hard my whole body is shuddering with a need to let go. My fingers grasping the headboard, pulling holding tightly, the orgasms rocking though me like waves washing across a shoreline. One lapping over another, when I hear for the first time a voice whispering in my ear.
"Now, Baby, Now!! Let go."
His teeth bite down on my shoulder, the world around me explodes as my body rocks with pleasure. He empties his hot seed into my shuddering body, with a deep guttural groan, overflowing me with his cum. I can feel it swelling inside me, running out over my pussy lips onto my thighs. My body shivers and shudders with delight, as my breathing tries to regain its normalcy. I can still feel his strong arms holding me, as our bodies rock softly together. Then I Drift back into a confused yet contented sleep.
I hear his whisper in my dreams "Until, later my sweet" as he kisses my cheek, just shortly before the Buzz of the alarm wakes me. Reaching to turn off the alarm, stretching, I roll over almost expecting there to be a body behind me. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, my senses begin to awake, and confusion begins. I had fallen asleep with my hair wrapped tightly in a towel, yet my hair was now free. My mind tries to make sense of last night, as I climb out of bed seeing the towel laying on the floor beside the bed. A sense that James had taken off the towel when he had snuggled into me last night.
Almost laughing at myself, I made my way to the kitchen to make coffee.
Those are some dreams your having lately I told myself, glancing at the lock on the door to make sure it was still locked. As I walked I could feel the stickiness of cum still oozing down my legs. Still trying to focus and put the event of last night into proper prospective, what is real, what is a dream? I told myself it all has to be a dream, and that is some dream I had, complete with cum running down my thighs. Curiosity got the best of me, as I slipped my finger into my wet pussy and lifted it to my lips to taste.
Shock begins to overtake me, as my world turns upside down.
This was cum, and not all my own cum, yet how, my doors are bolted and locked from the inside. And that towel laying beside my bed. It was not part of last night, but it was a memory, something I recalled after, as if remembering it later. Much like the smell of James, I recalled smelling what he called his essence. My knees became weak, and my body shivered with the memories of last night. Was I loosing my mind? I needed to know the truth, I needed to understand what was happening to me. I phoned work, and told them I wasn't feeling well and couldn't come in today. I turned off my phone and set about trying to settle my mind and find answers, none of which made any sense to me.
Later that day there was a knock on my door, a delivery man with flowers and a package. I opened the card all that was written on the card were the words "Now, Baby, Now Let go." Last night came flooding back into my memories. Those were the only words I heard last night. I opened the package to find a book on Astral Projection.
Getting a fresh cup of coffee, I settled in with my new book of answers.
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| Erotic Stories from Literotica |
| 07.10.05 (10:01 am) [edit] |
Dusk In Eden
Written by BigBear and Goddessofsouls
Tivona will dance for me at twilight in her forest sanctuary, a open clearing by a swiftly flowing river. The haloed moon is full and shines brightly illuminating her sensuous body as she gyrates and twirls, I am hypnotized by the electrifying look as she gazes at me with her lustrous blue eyes and by her frenzied movements, for tonight I am are under Tivona’s spell She is not just a woman she is your Goddess, your mistress. For tonight I am willing to obey her wishes, her every command. Those who have passed through her forest sanctuary, think of her as an angelic fairy, A cross between an erotic nymph and a sprite, but tonight she possesses my soul with a force unmatched by any mortal woman, I want her, no I lust for her although know it's not right, it’s against all mortal laws.
Watching her makes me come alive once again, the blood surges through my veins, and I'll do exactly as she commands, since in her hands she holds my reins. She tells you to sit there and watch, to obey is my greatest enjoyment. Her body sways all through her sanctuary, as I fantasize of hidden treasure with in her silk wrappings. The silk wraps around and through her legs, and over her voluptuous breasts. "Sit!" she shouts as I start to rise, this is one of her torturous tests. She so enjoys this as much as I do, as the silk dampens, perhaps even more, she parts her lips and smiles "that" smile, it’s this sexy seductress I adore so much.
She approaches, Unbuckles my leather belt, as she slowly strips off my trousers, I feel sensations I've haven't felt in such a long time. She orders me to take off the rest, and I do as I'm are told, She caresses my skin with the smooth cool silk, giving me goose bumps!. She leaves me sitting on the hard wooden chair, she ties my hands to the legs of the chair with strips of silk so I can't move my hands. This is her unmerciful rule. I sit there watching hypnotized by every deliberate move she makes. She dances under the satiny black sky filler with trillions of stars and the sensual full moon, the only sound I hear is the flowing water as it splashes against the banks and rocks of the river.
Tonight is the full moon, I ready myself in anticipation of the only day of the moon that I am allowed to move freely with mortals. For years now Thomas has been coming to me on this night, each cycle of the moon brings him to me on this one evening. More and more it becomes harder to wait until the next time I will dance for him. Sharing a passion which can't be fully fulfilled. We share pieces of ourselves which no one Mortal nor Immortal could fully understand.
Looking Deep in Thomas’s Soul, I can see his desires for His Goddess, Thomas sees his Goddess as no other can. I tempt him with what he visualizes in his mind, I see him, and he sees me. Dancing around him, not allowing him to touch me for its forbidden, Commanding him to watch me, I have always desired this mortal, he posses such a gift, his heart loves in a way that few immortals can understand. we know love, and we know passion, but we never experience the trueness of touch in the way that the mortals do. How I long to know this place that I see in my Thomas's soul.
Swirling, twisting, twirling about, as the flowing silk caresses my skin, coming to life wet with the nectar of a Goddess. the scarves seem to take on a magical feel as if they become my body itself Thomas sits naked, tied to the chair, knowing if I didn't tie him, we would break the forbidden rules, I am not sure Thomas understands why I always tie him, and demand that he watch me.
As I watch him, I can sense the passion which builds in him, I can see it surface as his manhood grows hard, standing erect, His skin glistens in the moon light, as the essence of love exudes from his very core. In this magical place we meet with the sounds of nature all about us, the babbling brook, the creatures which gather to watch us.
The passion grows, as I tempt Thomas, Dancing about him, removing each silk scarf as I do, twisting it around Thomas's skin, while I can't actually touch him the scarves can, wrapping them around him one by one until I am naked before him, his eyes gleam with desire.
My breasts heave with passion for this mortal, my thighs drip with my essence, my sighs of desire fill the air around us, as I moan deeply with A Want for him so intense. Thomas Looks into my Once Deep Blue eyes to find the loveliest shade of blue now exists, its as if the sea and all of its passion were trapped within them, the erotic desires overtake us as the lustful urge increases.
The creatures who come to watch us begin to mate. In frenzied passion there primal urges take over, all about us they copulate. As Thomas's hard cock begins to drip pre cum, my tongue caresses my lips, "Oh, How I long to taste him" running my tongue across my lips as if I could lick him. Hours pass, but it seems like only minutes, we dance the dance of love in our minds as we fulfill our passions, over and over we make love without touching, as the sun begins to rise, pushing away the one Moon. exhausted we look at each other with a knowing look, saddened we are at parting, yet knowing the next cycle will come yet again.
Tivona’s face is of another world in the shadows of the full moon, one that is sensuously beautiful but wild with forbidden lust, this mystical mysterious lady of the night, her beauty being framed by Heaven's glow of alabaster light. But unlike the moon and sun her beauty can not be eclipsed, nor through all eternity will it fade. She smiles at me as she slowly turns away, as if she were a lover lost with nothing more to say. She peers into the depths of space in darkness unafraid, then turns to face the world again,. Her shyness is mixed with fiery passion as she passes by, behind each veil that adorns her voluptuous figure as she starts slip them off one by one with each gyration, each sensual movement.
As I turn in the chair to see. There's nothing bashful about her, She wants me to enjoy her exhibition, it’s amazing what my Goddess is doing this is the most sensuous dance I've seen her do , She has not one single inhibition! My excitement is apparent, As she begins to whimper and moan, She has absolutely no equivalent, In any other woman I have known. Her deep blue eyes blazing with a fiery passion, Like an untamed feline in heat, Her throaty grunts are emitted, and I stare down at my dampened seat. She dances for me at twilight, She is totally in control, She is the director of my passion, she is the bareback rider of your soul. Even though I'm tied to the chair I still try to reach out to touch her, to grab her, so I can release my uncontrollable, my uninhibited passion into this beautiful creature, my Goddess.
Time has passed so very slowly this last cycle of the Moon, Again time to dance with my sweet Thomas, full of emotions which I can't explain to Thomas just yet, As I move around him full of lust, for I only know just yet the outcome of this magical night. His eyes devour me, as our passions rise higher with each move of my body closer and closer to him, wrapping the silk from my body in tendrils across his skin, feeling his want and need become more then he can handle, struggling to touch me, his manhood grows and grows straining to be sated. The wild abandonment of the animals now mating around us, the sounds of the stream in the distance moving beyond its normal babble to a torrent of water twisting and turning churning within its banks. the soft breeze caressing our skin begins to howl about us, pulling at us, pushing us uncontrollably A wolf howls, and a silence falls across us, the breeze calms, I stand in front of Thomas looking deep within his soul, I can see his chest heaving with passion, he sits still in his chair waiting, gasping for breath, beads of perspiration on his skin, the animals stop mating and watch in anticipation as I move closer
Whispering "Thomas, My Love hush, settle yourself, Tonight is very special" locking eyes with Thomas I move to his feet kneeling in front of him, still looking up at him, feeling the heat of his manhood so very close to my skin, not yet not touching, watching as the pre-cum begins to ooze out of him, tricking down his shaft, I giggle with delight, raising up above him straddling his body while keeping my eyes locked with his, watching his eyes twitch with desire as we have never been this close, I lower down on to his waiting cock straining to be inside of me, as my pussy lips begin to caress the head of his cock my juices mix with his, pushing down hard I am now on his lap for the first time ever we are touching, Thomas Gasps, the shock in his eyes mixed with passion and unbelief, as I begin to pump up and down on him, Goddess whispers "Thomas, once you fill me with your seed, I can release your hands and we can be together until the next moon cycle, if you choose not to release your seed in me, we will part again as we do each cycle".
Fervently kissing you in the darkness of night the full moon shining brightly over head, As my aching lust drives us together. Our souls melting together within the flames of our arousal, Under the lustrous moon light which seems to be shining on us. Your hands caressing my body, tearing moans from deep inside me, howling grunts as your lips find mine and our tongues enwrap around each others. In a never ending dance of desires, lust, overwhelming me as I thrust deeper inside, so deep it’s as if our bodies are now one, One heart, one love, one lust, one mind, thrusting together as our passion builds towards a fiery, orgasmic conclusion. Our moans are being carried by the wind throughout the forest, like the howl of a lonely wolf searching for his mate. The fiery embers of our love burning white hot as our desires mount ever higher, I start to growl out loud as my manhood explodes deep inside your pussy, sending you into convulsions. Your body shaking quivering as you impale my cock into you erupting our hot cum flowing like lava over my hard eager cock. Your body shaking as it cover mines your breasts on my chest, your head on my shoulder breathless you start untying my hands. Taking my weak and spent body over to the bear rug laid out in front of the fire we lay cuddled together. What started out this moonlit night two lovers, now forever united.
My beautiful Goddess Of Souls you will never again crave for love in the night, you’ll feel my loving arms around you , will never sigh for our heated desires that vanish at the dawn of the new day. No haunting memories of a disappearing love will confine your tender heart. I will surround and embrace you when we lay down tonight and I gently kiss your lips at dawning of every new day. I will be there listening, understanding all your wonderful and amusing thoughts you now keep inside and never shared with another soul The tears held within your soul, you’ve denied yourself will be embraced by my caring, loving heart and wiped away by my soft gentle hands You will feel my love truly and completely and will be worshiped for the woman you are my beautiful Goddess. My passionate embraces cuddling you in your lonely slumber, my love fulfilling your ever want and your every desire.
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| Poetry Warms My Mood |
| 07.10.05 (9:55 am) [edit] |
Surrender
by GoddessOfSouls ©
Close your eyes
Let loose your mind
Floating in fantasy
You will find the time
Past or present
All the same
Only knowledge
Blurs within the game
Twisting and turning
Amongst your own
Struggling like drowning
Life is only a loan
Confusion takes over
Lost yet again
Seeking answers that never come
The noise is to loud within
Perhaps its you
Perhaps its him
Again the age old questions
Begin again
Take a chance
Do it slow
Think first
Bask in the glow
Thy Heart Does Seek
by GoddessOfSouls ©
Words speak
Emotions peak
Thy heart does seek
A weepy woe is thee
When the heart begs free
Release it gleefully
Chained in pain
There is little to gain
Let love wan
Close the door
Let in no more
Begin again find amour
Words speak
Emotions peak
Thy heart does seek
Unbroken Circle
by GoddessOfSouls ©
Swish
the door closed
leaving in its wake
confusion
pain
heartbreak
sadness
Through all that I didn't see the open window,
yet its soft breeze caressed my skin
Soothing
comfort
still I didn't feel the full of it
only that I was surviving
Thud
the window closed
As the door again opened
letting in the sweetest breeze
Rejoicing
reveling
at the sense of it
the soul
rejuvenates
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| Poetry for the soul |
| 07.10.05 (9:31 am) [edit] |
Bound To Thee
by GoddessOfSouls ©
They path it twists and turns
the wind it does blow and churn
confusion comes with the dreams
yet the sunlight always beams
today and yesterday blend into one
sometimes we all need to run
like the swift current in the rivers flow
we all need to go
this life and the ones before
you left me alone to grow more
the loss was much to bare
I felt it unfair
I built my strength within my walls
lost my abilities, I'm unable to fall
each life you give me new hope
yet in each one still your unable to cope
your impatience implodes
while we erode
again you walk away
even when I beg you to stay
you can not see
because you do not wish to be
fear and lust
break your trust
again I build alone
this place we call home
with walls so deep
no one man dare to keep
Mirror Of Soul
by GoddessOfSouls ©
Looking into eyes so clouded so dull as if life has left them barren.
masked with tears, they hide, washing away the life force where has the
Brightness gone recalling devilish smiles where now a frown lives.
The edges of your lips curl in an attempt to regain what's lost and missing
but the eyes tell no lies, the life in them fades, Its out of your control, yet
You continue to try, placing yet another facade upon your lips.
Smiling, as you gather your strength, hiding away the dying inside, unseen
To others you know, only those with the true power to see within you will notice.
Only one with the power of change can save this dying soul within you.
Mustering up your strength, to face the world again, you close your eyes
turning from the mirror which shows all, YOU descend upon the world around
You yet again, ~smiling~ will anyone notice the voices whisper softly.
Seduction Of Wren
by GoddessOfSouls ©
Boldly, Speaks The Raven To The Wren
Hello, My Lovely Come Closer.
Let Me Share With You
Timidly Speaks The Wren To The Raven
Hello Sir, Nice To See You,
No Thank You Sir, Iam Fine.
Softly, Speaks The Raven To The Wren
Are You Sure My Lovely,
I Have Plenty To Share.
Quietly, Speaks The Wren To The Raven
Thank You Sir For The Offer.
But, Iam Content
Sulking, Speaks The Raven To The Wren
I Have So Much To Share.
Sadly It Will Go To Waste
Compassionately, Speaks The Wren To The Raven
Kind Sir, Your Offers Are Indeed Most Inviting
Cautiously The Wren Moves Closer
Carefully, Speaks The Raven To The Wren
Yes, As Is Your Company Most Inviting As Well.
Masking His Glee With A Slight Shudder.
Confidently, Speaks The Wren To The Raven
Sir, I'm Most Grateful To You,
Slipping Under His Wing
Proudly, Speaks The Raven To The Wren
My Lovely, The Honor Is All Mine.
Sliding His Band Upon Her.
Frightened, Speaks The Wren To The Raven
Sir, I Don't Understand How This Happened
She Cowers Beside Him
Cruelly, Speaks The Raven To The Wren
Well, My Lovely Because You Allowed It.
He Boasts With Glee.
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| Music and Your Soul |
| 07.09.05 (6:43 am) [edit] |
The Gift of music is used by everyone, since the dawn of time we have used music to inspire us, or to show pleasure, or as a way of praise .. have you ever noticed that what your listening to at any given time will blend and change your mood to fit the music?
Well it does, give it a try sometime, Here is one of my ALL TIME FAVORITE SONGS does that make me a romantic at heart?
[b][u]Truly, Madly, Deeply Savage Garden [/u][/b]
from "Savage Garden"
I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy.
I'll be your hope, I'll be your love be everything that you need.
I love you more with every breath truly madly deeply do..
I will be strong I will be faithful 'cos I'm counting on
A new beginning. A reason for living. A deeper meaning.
I want to stand with you on a mountain.
I want to bathe with you in the sea.
I want to lay like this forever.
Until the sky falls down on me ...
And when the stars are shining brightly in the velvet sky,
I'll make a wish send it to heaven then make you want to cry.
The tears of joy for all the pleasure and the certainty.
That we're surrounded by the comfort and protection of
The highest power. In lonely hours. The tears devour you.
I want to stand with you on a mountain.
I want to bathe with you in the sea.
I want to lay like this forever.
Until the sky falls down on me ...
I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy.
I'll be your hope, I'll be your love be everything that you need.
I love you more with every breath truly madly deeply do..
I will be strong I will be faithful 'cos I'm counting on
A new beginning. A reason for living. A deeper meaning.
Oh can't you see it baby?
You don't have to close your eyes 'cos it's standing right before you.
All that you need will surely come ...
I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy.
I'll be your hope, I'll be your love be everything that you need.
I'll love you more with every breath truly madly deeply do ...
I want to stand with you on a mountain.
I want to bathe with you in the sea.
I want to lay like this forever.
Until the sky falls down on me ...
I want to stand with you on a mountain ...
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| Heaven On Earth or Paradise |
| 07.08.05 (6:39 pm) [edit] |
"Heaven on Earth" A quote that everyone equates there own meaning to and there own Idea of such a Paradise, being Humans with free will does tend to make each of us unique The reality is that when we can share a piece of Our own Heaven with another person we create that Paradise .. for without someone to share with our paradise is empty and NOT a Paradise. only when two or more share does it become a real paradise ..
I think that the ability to let someone in to your life because you want them there and not because you need them is really where we achieve enlightenment
SO who is ENLIGHTENED? ..LOL
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