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Stand beside me wench of desire,
But remember thy place.
question not whats required,
Remember the key
Rests upon your tongue.
This may be required of thee
Spring of your desire
Pain of heart, desired of passion,
Bound by that before you.
All for love,
Yet there you are.
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Bound by the ropes of misconception
Pathway, a new and dancing water,
Leaps a deep wall of dusky daughter,
Shadowed thy sweet midnight while my lay.
Big was the breath of her fond refrain;
Reflect thy light of every zone,
Bent against her side the solemn tone,
Fell, and was the passion of my brain.
They flow with us to our other eye,
Brought me the flush of your perfect age,
You had me to the silvery page,
All does well against the earth and sky.
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I guess it is the circle of life.
My young friend whom I used hypnosis to help her get her study habits in order, as well as helped make some lifestyle changes came for a final visit after I had already gone to bed for the night, and after a bit iof a romp, she told me she had told a friend she has met a couple months ago at a race, yes. She seemed to think I would be torn, and I was, but not how she thought. She is far too young for me, her life ahead. Strange way to say goodbye but I did appreciate the thank you. One of the stranger relationships that wasn't that I have experienced. But she seems happy and in this life, we should all learn to be happy. I am going to miss the sessions and the pizza. Life goes on.
Rah
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I seldom kiss and tell but tonight was to fun for this old man. A friend stopped by with one of her freinds, we somehow got into discussion of my friend telling her I was the guy who got her into hypnosis. Her freind proclaimed that it would be fun but she was unable to be hypnotized at all. Apparently a previous BF had tried and had no sucess.
I mentioned I had not seen that often, though it has happened, so unplanned we had a hypnotic session. Her claim of not being able to be hypnotized turned out to be very untrue. She fell through the stages like someone one works with in multiple sessions. My friend left to run some errands and I suggested she was gypsy Rose Lee and put on some suitable music, and she stripped like a pro. I chuckled knowing how deep she was under. In the scheme of things some Ben Wa balls were inserted, she was told to get dressed and have no memory of being naked, just totally refreshed from her sleep. I also planted a couple other suggestions as well. She woke, and exclaimed how she almost fell asleep, and went to sit on the couch. Their was a suggestion she would not be able to get off the couch once seated. There was also a further suggestion about when the Hitachi's started that she would climax soon after they started. Stage was all set, turned them on to their lowest setting. She is trying to get up, and the climax wave hits her. I turn them off but she finds she still can't get off the couch, and evil me tries medium speed. The poor girl near loses complete control whil still trying to sit up, she was climaxing hard. I did not expect much difference on the final high setting, but the poor girl literaly passes out for a time. She no longer claims she could not be hypnotized, but the last suggestion, as I wanted my balls back was for her to drag me to the bedroom, disrobe and take no slack from me about not wanting to get undressed, I think she raped me. I got the balls back, and my last few suggestions must have had an impact as she claimed she had never ever heard of someone as big as I, untrue, but suggestions are fun. The final suggestion is she would walk bowlegged for the next couple days. This was possibly the funniest aspect of all. My friend came back, and her friend kissed me on the cheek, and asked if she could come over sometime. It was a fun night. |
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Ok found out who claimed I was a rock, perhaps they meant rockhead. A daughter of a friend who I sold a car to below book value, because she was financially strapped and her old car died. I never even considered that she was the source of the candy. I guess now with gas prices through the roof she is apreciating the cars milage as well as it being mechanically sound. It only got about 35 miles to the gallon, but according to mom she is estatic still after a couple months of use. |
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Got a package from Amazon today. It was addressed to me, but unsigned. The reciept said:
"You are my rock, I would not have survived without you, Thanks"
I thought I knew who it might have been from, but she denies all knowledge. Not sure who else it might be, pretty strange. Wondering if it may be some sort of scam as I have no clue as whom it might be from. It was just a tray of Fiarro chocolates so pretty sure not a vendor looking for review. I guess we never know just who our lives will touch.
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Sometimes, one misses the touch, holding hands, as well as skin on skin. I am not sure about the "getting older", but it does beat the alternative. Somehow it seems we fade away with time. |
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Just ask. I am no mindreader.
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Why do black tie functions exist? I knew a few of the folks, they looked as uncomfortable as I felt. Always feel like such muckity muck events are designed to keep one from scratching. Food was good but really which is the right fork and why do I need 4 of them? Sigh, I guess the country side probably shows through. Bunch of old geezers all making the polite talk, no meanings in what they say. Blue haired women dragging their spouse along. Just how do I manage to get pulled into these things? |
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The mind is a funny place, Been working with a college student, to improve her studies for some time. She progressed from nearly failing to top of her class, her grades exempalary. She claims she doesn't study near as hard now as she remembers better. We worked hard at improving her recall over several months of hypnosis. Young lady had a weight problem. Interesting how having a climax build as she approached her first mile. She is doing 5 miles now a couple times a week. I chuckle when I see her cross the mile mark on the treadmill. Kind of humorous to watch. That said, she has lost about 40lbs now and is much more fit than she was when we met. I suspect the fitness or the weightloss has helped her psychologically as she claims to be happier than she has ever been. She says our sessions are the highlight of her week. She goes under now with a keyword, falls to stage four rather quickly. We have delved into her past, she told me her darkest secrets, though those improper to share. Came home the other day, her and a friend were cleaning my house, no that was not under suggestion. Being an old bachelor apparently I do not clean well enough for some, though I have issues with a cluttered house. But they were busy scrubbing out my kitchen cabinets. I must admit, it has been, cough, a few years since that last done. They were definately improved from their efforts. Her freind went under but only to stage 3 and that took some time, but she is keyed now and goes under quicker though she has not built the rapore with me to fully let go to stage 4, we have only had a few sessions. Her grades have yet to improve, but it is early yet. Many things I could but shouldn't tell, but the mind is an interesting playground, it is interesting to see where the subjects minds lead.
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If you are not ejoying life, something is wrong that needs attention. Life should be lived, loved and happy. Some of the grimises I see on this site, tell me many have yet to learn lifes little secrets. |
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Storms a coming, baton down the hatches, curl up with someone warm...
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Long time since the journal operated, good to see it back. I find it amazing after viewing many here how the responsibility of a sub or slave seems to all fall upon them. I see some toss the shoes as often as they change condoms. Some don't seem to get responsibilities go both ways in any relationship. If your whole relationship is solely sex based, sooner rather than later, the shoes get tossed. I guess some are so shallow or afraid of forming those permenant bonds that bind. It is the responsibility of both to know what is needed. We only get one spin around the block, and we should be able to enjoy the wind blowing through our hair, we should strive to be happy. Sadly too many seem to look for the instant thrill, with tomorrow living unto its own. Seems many with the bend for kink is to only satisfy the base without even looking for the gold underneath. Seems folks should be deeper than their toys, their interest more than the next conquest. But from what I read, this does not seem to be the norm.
Rah
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I have found it interesting, that many little ones believe that the act of sex is all natural and few even bother to study. Seems to most true for most American women, who often just do what comes naturally. It is a complete study, requires a lifetime of learning. Learning to find the knife edge, then how to sustain it, as needed and time allows. One should have their partner so drained, mind in the other-space, on the very edge of insanity. Alas, seems many have never seen the edge beyond climax when the world darkens and the lights go out. Worst are those who have never endeavored to be the best they can be at all in what they do. In several countries I have visited, it is indeed a study and a training, many in the states, are just too lazy to just try. Anyone can just do it, but it takes more to make it memorable, unwilling to forgotten.
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We stand together, above the abyss,
The rocky trail below us,
We discuss the path to the vista,
and the obstacles in our path.
Decision made we forge forward,
Each helping the other along.
The vista is worth the effort
To hear the winding song.
The journey along has changed us,
Trust more than at the beginning,
Closer than what once was,
To sing the joy of living,
Each in their own part,
To make the whole a triumph,
What is needed being done.
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“Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels.”
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Strange world. After reading some profiles here, a really strange world. Sometimes I suspect some are living altered realities, their world of dream, that does not exist on this plateau. But, that is just my take. Some claim to be sub or slave but seem to try to set the rules and top from the bottom. Seems to be an ongoing theme. Very. very few seem to have the desire to be happy. Some think material things are the source that leads to that path. Those really show me the most clueless about life as it, from their perspective is all about them, not the we. I suppose it is their choice, their reality, and there is a sucker born every minute. Others make me suspect that shiny things then walking is their goal some have admit to doing just that several times and still looking for shine, of course they wish to take half of everything with them when the shine wears off but that is not their motivation, really.
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One needs to be footloose and able to travel and have passport. One should enjoy the ocean and the patience of sailing. One should be able to enjoy the simple things in life, enjoy new people and new sites, new places. One must enjoy exploring new places, new people, the sun, and the sea.
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Look beyond the words and into the gestalt of being. Seems many built their walls, and by choice, do not want them torn down. Imaginations of fantasies far beyond the realm of reality appear to be their forte. Dreamers of what can never be, become their desires. When the bubble of reality pops, they seek again, lesser than they were before, but the imaginations continue, realities will elude them until the new reality sets in, finding the river of time has passed, and the colored realities have faded. Inner self sinks below the surface of those waters, the beauty rotted away; that which has been left behind, the fish no longer seek, the goods already eaten away, by those who have gone before. And only then do they wonder why.
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Sometimes one reads a profile and just knows... |
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Seems like all that peak my interest are so far away. From experience, I know that seldom works well.
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Folks need to be real careful with a number of links I have seen posted here the last few months. It seems some creep(s?) are trying to get Bitlocker on site users computers. I looked at four new "users" that lead to a bit locker install. In case you are unaware of what Bitlocker is it is simply a program that encrypts your disk and requests you pay the Bitlocker owner/hacker to get your disk information back, which may or may not happen if you pay them. BE VERY SUSPICIOUS OF ANY OFF SITE LINK. The computer you save may be your own. BitLocker's most common method of install is via links of downloaded files. I saw one tonight that was a link to an SCR program which in the MS world is a screen saver extention, however it is an executable like any other program. BE VERY WARY, there are scumbags out there.
I am computer literate, but I know of no reliable method short of wipe and start over that will fix Bitlocker.
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Just read a profile how if she as a sub were asked to dinner she would expect to pay half. I guess I am old fashioned. If I were asking, it would be almost an insult if she demanded to pay. If she were asking it might be different, but seriously if a meal is an issue, pretty sure I would not be asking but getting house in order. A meal is no obligation, but some things have a certain propriety.
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There are those who are extreme. If you desire the extreme side of life, might as well keep on looking. There is a purpose for everything under the sun. In life, in play, in everything we do there is a purpose. I have no desire or need for drama, life will offer its own. We focus on not "to destroy" but that to enhance our life experiences. One should recognize that all are different, one only needs to read a few profiles here to see many motivations. Few seem to believe that we must build, not destroy, that life is not that of a dark path and destruction but of light and pleasure. This can be different things to different people. A small quirk of mine is to pleasure my partner. I enjoy making the lights go dim and the ears roar, to see ones partner ride that knife edge and to hold it as long as she can endure, then cusp release in that final burst where worlds collide. So many here seem to think that learning this edge is a natural thing, just lay back and let it happen. Maximum pleasure is derived from maximum participation. Sometimes that participation is static and bound, in others it is depriving the senses of everything but that overwhelming sensation where not even sounds exist, and screams are denied. Other times it is simply a holding, entwined together nothing spoken, just held. It is up to all involved to learn those signals, those smells, that can make the senses tingle and the world collide. But alas some don't seem to get it, rudderless, they wander around screaming all for me and none for thee. These are the saddest souls.
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Due to the many females here who get so many mails to weed through, I choose not to add to the weed pile. Occasionally I may mail someone for various reasons, but understand I will not willfully contribute to the weed pile. Feel free to mail me, and I will answer, but I will not contribute to the pile most female participants contend with.
Peace,
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Sometimes I look back and think just how fortunate life has been to me. Yes. there have been hard times from waking up on the terminal ward in the military hospital in the 70s, to two significant little ones who have died, but the in between were pretty damn good. Sometimes I think it is good for us to step back and look around as we pass down life's trail. I remember the dark times and the times that were skinny. I remember the sudden appearance of a thousand little lights in the chopper frame. There have been times I have been reasonably sure I would not survive and yet, these many years later I am still standing, able to run 5K's with little effort although by far, not the fastest kid on the block. I did nothing to deserve to be still standing, but I am here, another year gone by. I wonder just how in the hell I got to be this old, never imagined I would, nor that life would be good. Don't feel old, but some youngster on the site tells me I am. I take into account she has lived but a short time and one day, if she is very lucky, she will stand where I do on the ruler. I read their profiles and wonder, was I ever that young? I don't remember changing, though I do remember living. I often wonder how many here have even made the attempt. Am I the only one to appreciate the sunrise, and the sunset? Am I the only one whose heart can be melted by a child? Am I the only one who still likes brussel sprouts? It seems many, and perhaps it is my perception, fail to appreciate the little things in life. It seems it would do many good to step outside their comfy little box into the real world in many places where some wonder whether they will have a meal that day, and whether if they do, someone will take it from them; not whether their I-phone will have enough juice for the next message. It seems so many take for granted the little things, the important things, that are real in their lives. So many running to the virtual life, completely ignoring that which is real. |
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It seems to me that many here who proclaim they wish to serve, are simply looking for a meal ticket. I am one that maintains a clean house and do not tolerate clutter, crap left in the bathroom, piles of laundry left about, or dishes left in the sink for days on end. I wonder how someone 300 lbs really believes they can keep anything up, let alone themselves. So many don't look like they could walk a mile let alone a 10 mile hike. Perhaps it is unimportant to some, but in the realm of life, good sex is not wondering if it is a wrinkle one has found. One should have pride in their little one. That little one should have enough respect for her other that she maintains her shape and appearance. I am amazed by the young ones here who so obviously can't keep up with themselves, let alone keep up with another. Even at my age I can at least get into and maintain a lotus position. Fitness is important in life as well as for sex. Who would even want a partner who would just lay there. So many diseases are caused by lack of fitness principles. If your knees hurt after going grocery shopping, then you have a problem that is most likely related to the weight you are carrying. Yes I do understand their are issues that can make fitness difficult but to use that as an excuse to be the good year blimp is amazing. Just what value is the service you perform? To be young and be in such a condition, is wasting your life. Turn off the TV and do some yoga, use some discipline. If you are under 6 foot and weight 200+ lbs, you are fat, you are out of shape and in no condition to even think of being of service to another, let alone even hold up your side of the routine household chores. Yes, I guess I am a bit narrow minded in such things. Losing weight and getting into shape is not that difficult. Yes I have been there but will never go back. Take a little pride in yourself, give yourself something to be proud of, give your significant other something to showcase.
Examine your picture. Do you see a permanent frown or is your face set in permanent displeasure, golly that has to be something special to look forward to come home to, no wonder your last guy left.
Life is good, you don't have to smile all the time, but you don't need the permanent grimace of survival either. Happiness is an attitude, an approach to life. The world is a mirror, it only reflects the image you project.
I am sorry if this offends you, perhaps your friends won't tell you, but there might be more issues in your relationship than just the guy was an asshole. Good sex requires fitness flexibility and endurance. If you are missing these you may receive good sex, but you are surely not performing to your true potential.
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I am beginning to think I must have come from a distant age. It seems to me that many have misplaced their focus, perhaps it is I that is blind. I know the world has changed, and evolved. Strange in this "Holiday Season" how the message has been lost on the "all for me" world.
My structure, my being, has not evolved, and a stoic eye gazes on that which passes my window on the world. It seems many live in fantasy, perhaps it is I, for my rational world fails to understand them. The focus on importance, in these things I differ from most, it seems. Perhaps the old dinosaur, has failed to realized the comet has fallen. In this life I will not change, for my being was formed by my travels of the world.
I know I am unique, and have been luckier than most. For one to know that special connection in life with his little one twice, is indeed unusual. The pain of the crossing that final gulf lives on in those left behind. I know that I will one day cross the stream that divides this existence, I am thankful for those who have crossed within my sphere. As I look around I see the gulf between me and the world has widened. There are those I fail to understand, there are those I choose to keep outside of the circle of influence. Life is too short to tolerate it's disruption. There is a place for peace. The old guard never die, they simply fade away.
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The yahoo links designed to compromise users are getting thick on this site. I guess I should not be too surprised by the scammers, but one really does wonder if their are only a few dozen with multiple accounts or a few hundred. Usually they are easy to identify. Just saw one go by who wasn't even sure how old it was, its profile said it was 19 but the profile text said it was 29. Sheesh at least the could use a different line. I have seen a half dozen with the exact same profile on half dozen pics... |
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Nice sunny day, especially for the month of December. Today I spent on me. I got the old flat top out, trying to remember songs I'd written of those things gone by. If I can remember the starting riff, the song flows easily, but if the first notes don't come, my memory falters. I go through my little book of lyrics and find several old songs that have drifted by the wayside. The words are there, the memory still exists, but the tune has walked away. I guess I need to spend more time playing. It seems the years have passed me by. I get so involved with projects that time becomes meaningless, even food becomes only a thing of necessity. I guess at least the animals are not scared of my singing, a small herd of deer came and listened as I sang some old tunes. They did not seem to to mind the songs were unknown and half forgotten. I am glad I live in the country, where the wild ones live, and the neighbors don't complain about my caterwauling. I have found that which boils slower than a watched pot, it is those critical components that were shipped from China.
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I did not mean I intended to raise a new family, just thought it would be fun. |
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I think it would be fun to raise another family. No complaints with the ones I have raised, all successful and we have always been, and will always be friends. But having kids around, to go to the ballpark, to teach, to focus on real life is something missed when the pitter patter is gone. There is something fascinating when the light bulb turns on, it is something wonderful when the psychic turns on, when the mind of exploration is encouraged. Each of my children were different, each had their own focus that had to be channeled and encouraged. It disparages me those who have no time for their procreation, those who have no care for their children but only focus on their own needs; these are the saddest people on earth, they will always seek and never find that which gives one their greatest pleasure. Those who believe that sex is their ultimate goal, those who forget that life is to be lived seem to be all too common. It amazes me those who only get by, who avoid life challenges, by simply being oblivious. Life is to be savored. Yes, in every life the good and the bad happens, I suspect I have weathered as many storms as most. The attitude with which one approaches every facet, I believe, is that which makes one successful in their life. Life should not be squandered but cherished. I have outlived two little ones, not by choices made but sometimes life is fickle, those left behind must continue on. It is easy to say why me, it is easy to be complacent. Life is not for the lazy, life is not for those who have failed to grasp that we are here for a moment. Life is to be lived with verve remembering the world around us is simply a mirror that reflects what we project.
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100 lasers arrived. Seems forever that those parts from china take. LM317`s, a few capacitors and resistors and a a couple pair of safety glasses, yet to arrive and I will be in business. One hundred .5 mw lasers, should make an interesting experiment. No, it has little to do with sex, same as me these days though not by choice, the last two little ones moved to the great beyond. Solder and heat sinks, and a little juice. Seems curiosity never fades, even as one gets older. If things work as they might, I honestly don't know the answer, I may yet get to change the world again.
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There are things in the "lifestyle" I will never understand. A little one passed recently who belonged to another Dom for many years. Six months ago she was diagnosed stage 4 cancer with the cancer metastasized and spread to multiple organs. The supposed Dom just dumped her, abandoned with few places to turn. A sad story really, as she had no family, no resources to turn to. When her"man" took off about all he left her was a car that was on its last legs, and what few clothes she had. Life has its many turnings but one wonders how someone can call themselves a Dom, how one can even call themselves a man, how one could even look in the morning mirror after sharing many years with a little one and just walk away. Worse walk away taking everything in her world at a time knowing she had given her all to him at a time if he was ever needed, it was then. At her funeral he did show up, making like the mourning pauper, playing like he had lost everything. He was not there when she closed her eyes the last time, it was not his hand she held. There are some in this life that have a special Karma coming, I hope it does not pass easily, |
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One wonders why so many seem to have a tit fetish or think the mammary glands are their sole selling point. Somehow I find that that dwells about a foot up to be far more important. I see some who's kink is to be some mindless bimbo whose only claim to worthiness is her chest, even when it is not much of a selling point. But for me that squirrel cage of the brain is of far more interest. Yes, I do enjoy eye candy, but for the long term, I expect her to have the ability to think, to love, to converse, to understand this is not a dark world we explore but one of light.
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I have a serious question. One that as an engineer has me stumped. Alas, I do try to keep the house clean, or at least the part I use, picked up, vacuumed weekly, even dust the books and the shelves. Mop the bathrooms and kitchen weekly. But my house has a mystery that has me puzzled. I have several rooms that I keep shut. I have no animals, not because I dislike them, quite the contrary, but because they must be dealt with if I choose to go off for a month, so no animals, is no mystery. My mystery is dust bunnies. They must have sex nightly under the bed in the shut rooms. I had guests who stayed last weekend, I thought the beds were all made and ready. But I look under the bed, there wasn't just dust, but a whole herd of dust bunnies. The vents in that room are shut off (no need to heat or cool those rooms if you are not using them). The last time I even entered the room was after I had a guest 6 months ago stay in there. I cleaned the room after they left, vacuuming, changed bed linens, and closed the room back up. Imagine my surprise to see three inches of dust bunnies under the bed a couple hours before the guests were to arrive. So just where did those bunnies come from?
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It is a strange world we live in. I know I should not be amazed at my age, but I am. It seems most don't get it. So many have failed to realize their world is a reflection of themselves. Indeed the old parable of reaping what one sows is a profound observation I have seldom seen fail. If we live in a frenzy, the world around us is overwhelming. If we look at the world through angry eyes, the world will appear mad. The world indeed is a mirror of ourselves.
Looking for that reflection of peace, of tranquility, of patience, and of happiness. I can look into that mirror forever.
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Did a 10 K today, the cooler weather and the course made the day awesome. I managed to beat my best, which is a good accomplishment. I didn't beat the young pups, but I never intended to, for one to simply better ones own accomplishment, is satisfying. Other folks have their own agendas!
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Somehow it seems this site has become some sort of dating site. Seems some think "50 Shades of Gray" is a realistic projection. Many seem to think it is all about the sex; admittedly that is a required aspect, but in no means a total reflection.
I know this is a diverse community, as diverse or maybe more than the wide variety of vanilla relationships.
It is probably age catching up with me but it seems many believe that this world consists of only "my wants", "my needs". I guess for some their only center, and anchor is their belief in themselves as the universe center, that they deserve to have the universe as we know it, rotate around their countenance, that somehow, something they have accomplished is deserving of such homage. I guess it is my worldview that in any relationship some give and take is required. I know full well that God on high did not come down and bless me with every answer. But I know the world we create is a reflection of ourselves, if one does not like how the world deals with them, one should consider changing the reflection. One can choose to be "What I am, I am." or one can seek to better themselves, better their perspectives, better their relationships. This is not that difficult to do when one realizes they are not the center of the known universe. It can be a wonderful thing to help a partner blossom a new bloom with different colors than before.
I guess I should stop the rant, this world got along fine without me before I arrived and it will get along fine once I am gone from it. The real winners are those who are actually missed, those who gave more than they received, those who understand the worth of self as well as the worth of a friend.
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Do you have any idea what a backstay is? Perhaps you know where the bitts may be? Perhaps you know how to draw the frap taunt and feel the lift.. Hopefully you know your leach from the luft and know how to climb a latine. and how to unreeve a sheet, without catching your thumb between. How to scud before the wind to see the sights unseen. I have a mistress who I have long known, she commands the respect of all, but what she reveals to and fro makes the journey worth the trip. If you know my mistress, and have seen her wrath, if you have seen her gentle side, and her creatures fondly play. You may have an idea of what is needed, and may disappear from sight as her ways are not traveled quickly, but her beauty is unsurpassed. But the hours can pass so slowly if one is all alone, so many things can be done, while flying, or even when bestilled, tis best to have a voice, and a heart the lives in the sea, to catch the great beyond. |
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Ever wonder why folks want to get you out on yahoo messenger? It is a scam. Usually some sexy posted babe or guy that just can't WAIT TO HAVE YOU.
The bottom line is they want your computer, some want to do a crypto locker extortion, some just want to make it their zombie.
Either way be especially careful with those requests, they are most likely someone trying to compromise your access point.
If you wish to see the vulnerabilities goto: http://www.cvedetails.com/vulnerability-list/vendor_id-290/product_id-1963/Yahoo-Messenger.html
Rah
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Ever have one of those nights where a pillow to hug was a poor substitute. Not necessarily for sex just someone to hold, and someone to hold your back with that special feeling knowing you are her champion, her guide , her friend, her light, and her day. A special one who knows your wants and needs nearly as soon as you do. Someone to kiss on the nape of the neck, simply because she pleases you, but alas the ole clock tick-tocks and the minutes stretch out, and your left holding your pillow.
Rah
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A time for peace, May the peace of the season infuse into your being. May Love grow eternal not just for the season, but to never cease. Life is too short to live in chaos.
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When sailing one watches the tell tails to see how the wind is blowing over the sails. It seems many lack the ability to read the tell tails, and thus loose sight of their wind only to flounder. There is much to consider when sailing.
Rah
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It is an amazing dance we perform seeking to find our paradise. I find it amusing often to see how some perform. You read their text as it is written, oft it seems many outline their wants and not how they would support the wants and needs of their Dom. I know the needs of a little one are important, but somehow many seem so demanding looking for whats in it for me instead of what is in it for us. They oft look for a Dom they can trust yet do not trust he will address their needs.
Perhaps it is their way to set the table, I am sure there is someone for everyone, but am I the only one who finds the ME ME ME attitude distasteful? It is amazing how often this comes through profiles ringing like a bell. |
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Why is it so many not have the guts to work on their relationship. Why do so many choose to give up so easily. Once again I had a friend who decided it was time to move on when things got tough. She actually thought I would let her move in, even though I have never given any indication or encouragement. Over the years this is the 5th long term relationship she just up and abandoned. Afraid I have no desire to deal with the drama, so she had to find a different couch to sleep on. All he asked her to do was clean up the pig sty she had made. I suspect she will grow old and tedious. Just who does she think would put up with that shit. I was straight forward with her, I suspect I may never hear from her again, I don't think she took my honesty well.
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All of us have trials. Those bumps in life come to all. What separates the wheat from the chaff is our management of those obstacles. Some simply trip, fall down, and cry about their fate and the cruelty of the world for putting such a stumbling block in their path.
Others simply get up only to stumble again. But some, those very astute, get up and keep their eyes open for those hazards as they continue on. The later seem to avoid the pitfalls of the path, and find their way to the vista, where the view is grand. The former seldom make it to the top and wish someone would carry them.
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I read so many profiles about those willing to give another the power to destroy, pardon me, but why would I want that power over another, why would any sane individual even consider allowing their destruction by another. To allow someone to destroy you is passive. I do not wish for someone so passive they would be unwilling to prevent their destruction. I want someone willing to build, to climb to higher heights, to lose themselves in passion, to find the one they are meant to be. For this to happen. one must not be passive, but willing to break down the barriers that prevent their light from being it's brightest. I want no broken one on the pedestal but one I can point to what she has become, proud of who she is, and proud of what she has done. One I can praise for being the best little one. One I know would have my back even when the chips were down. One willing to take the chance to climb to higher highs. One whose loves the changes and treasures every one. I do not need nor do I want a passive broken being, but one who knows just who she is and where we want to be, and I will trust that it is her will to be with one like me.
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Life is too short to stand on the sidelines and wait for the white knight. This knights armor has tarnished over the years, his ways have mellowed, his heart grown tender. He has learned to cherish those who cross his path, as we see the future darkly. One never knows when the crystal stem will be broken, life has may twists, some delightfully surprising, others not so much. One must reach out to grab the prize when the opportunity arises, such things seldom present themselves more than once. The years teach us many things, and one of most import is we must sometimes step out and grab the ring while it is still in reach.
May your rings be golden and easy to grasp. May you live today, learn from your past and look forward to your future.
Rah
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What is this obsession folks have of being some sort of dark being. Life is good, why is it a bit of kinky fun is considered the dark side. I would rather consider it a form of enlightenment. I am no demon from hell, nor would I even purport it to be. What I do is not wrongness but rightness. If it were wrong, it would be against my nature to do it. Living in what one considers wrong or dark, is living a course of failure. I don't prefer to fail.
Rah
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One of the things I forget about spring, hang on to your hats, it's going to be a rough night. I love stormy weather, stormy people, not so much.
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It seems spring has sprung and at least some spring things are on schedule. The garden in, the hummers at the feeders. Of course, there are indeed some spring things, still missing. See what happens when one is picky?
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Dang, 5'11" always seemed tall enough for my feet reach the ground, seems many don't feel the same.
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There is a place
There is a place that does not exist on any map,
The location for some is hard to find.
A place where solitude may be found,
Even within the crowd.
A place of stalwart freedom,
Where one may explore in comfort,
a knowing place so secure,
no one may step within.
To be in that place alone,
is naught for the faint of heart,
But a place to be together,
Even when far apart.
You'll know when you get there,
The spirit soars so high,
You await the final crashing
When you return unto the world.
Some dare not take the first step,
Fear rules their heart,
Dropped too oft and times before,
The landing hard and sharp.
But for those who may release
And fly the skies above,
Know there is a next time,
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Will the joker playing with the thermostat just put it down and walk away!
Rah
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Needed: bed warmer, this weather is chilly! I need someone to put my feet on...
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It seems stormy weather seems to just follow some folk. You always know when they are in town because of the storm clouds that accompany their presence. One thing I have learned over the years is stormy weather folks tend to generate their own storms, they are never happy unless there is some crisis of their creation near. Most learn to put on raincoats, or just stay away from the storm. Sometimes it is fun to watch the stormy weather from a distance, but a sailboat is not the best place to share with a typhoon. These stormy weather types wonder why friends abandon them, why does life treat them so, and why can't they find a good partner willing to deal with the constant strife. It really is about attitude and how one perceives their existence.
I think I will continue to sail the safe harbors and flat oceans, I need no storms to make me feel alive. Ones home should be a place of peace, not strife, the world has enough storms without our generating more.
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12 inches forecast over night. I don't know, some might consider that a good night!
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Neque porro quisquam est qui dolorem ipsum quia dolor sit amet, consectetur, adipisci velit
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Back home again, ready to go back south, it is nice in Costa Rica this time of year. I came back to white stuff on the ground. Wild trip though the eco forest was awesome and the volcano formations spectacular. For such a little country 14 active volcanoes seems almost an over abundance. I am thinking about doing it again soon, at least there was no snow. I did run into a bit of rain, but I guess that should be expected in a rain forest. Corona 25 cents a beer, rough...
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I will be away for a few weeks, going to catch some sun, and do some exploring down in Costa Rica. Hope ya'll have a wonderful holiday. |
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Stormy weather is not a lifestyle. Those who love to hear the thunder roll and live for turbulent seas have little sense of peace for themselves or those around them. Peace.
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I am SAFE, little one, play in the SANE ways, that's what the Masters "claim". I chuckled at the Master that claimed was master of everything and he was 20 years old. I guess I must be slow, some techniques have taken years to master properly. I wish they'd share how they managed to master everything they claim to be expert at. I was chatting in a room with one supposed master of everything who want to do shibari with wire. I would highly recommend not following his "idea". Of course the guy in room chat claimed to have lost another job, blamed it on the economy, and had to move back in with his mother. Sigh such flagrant demonstration of natural dominance.. :-P
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Sometimes just having a no string fuck buddy you can call on is useful.
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Tie you up and lick you like a lollipop.
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There are many things improved with practice. One wonders how the 20 somethings became experts when various aspects I still find room for improvement.
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Why do many Doms think they need not listen. Listening is an art that seems to be lost. I have begun to show my age, I hate texting and I am not wild about those who are visiting to text in my presence. There is something lame when one can not let the text lie when in a face to face conversation. To me there is no more rude behavior than to look at your phone while engaged in conversation. These days everyone must occasionally text, but one should learn to be the master of the technology rather than let technology be your your master. It seems proper manners irrespective of age is becoming out of vogue.
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Don't stop because your satiated, take it up a level, till the sparklers live, and the muscles cramp, then do it again for practice. |
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I heard the voice from an angel,
Lilting about that which should not be.
I feel as a young schoolboy,
Seeing the looks of angst,
When you sat down by me.
We flew above the clouds tonight,
The moon reflecting our height.
The old man and the eternal soul,
Not at all like the others.
I felt a king of our creation.
A dream, I shant wake up.
Let me lie here for a time,
My youth found again,
A hope, a dream I cherish,
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I must be getting old.
Heard a kid the other day complain how he couldn't find a good paying job. He had studs around his eyes and lips and a bar through his nose. He had hate tattooed on the knuckles of one hand and kill on the other. He had a big ball stud in his tongue so he mumbled when he talked. He had ink running up his neck and tattooed tears at his eye (I doubt he got those in prison) His mini Mohawk was Orange and green. Afraid I was pretty blunt, I asked him if he'd looked in a mirror lately and if he was hiring someone to represent his business would he really hire someone who looked like him over someone who was less decorative. I don't think it sank in though, all I got was a blank stare.
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When did dominance become an excuse for incivility? The terms are incompatible. Those who cannot exert control without maintaining control only wish to be dominant or play some preconceived role of what they believe is dominance. Many of these still live with Mom and are social failures. Many cannot even control their own finances yet claim to be dominant. They often perceive the world is against them and do not strive in business. They feel the world owes them but for some reason do not understand why the apples are on another cart that is not theirs. There is the basic misunderstanding of dominance.
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You may choose to have no limits but I have many. The protection and welfare of a little one should always be foremost. One should always be cognizant of something happening, no matter how remote and know their course of action. Sometimes sorry, just doesn't cut it.
Rah
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If the "lifestyle" is your life, we are not compatible.
If sex, drugs, and rock and roll is your life, we are not compatible.
If mutilation and degradation is your life choice, we are not compatible.
If bars, parties, and carefree lifestyle is your bag, we are not compatible.
If you wish to be shared with the world, we are not compatible.
If you believe you are part of some wicked dark side force, we are not compatible.
If institutions of basket weaving and therapy sessions are your history, we are not compatible .
If happiness over a lifetime is not your goal, we are not compatible.
If diversion and disrespect are part of your normal life, we are not compatible.
If you have rules on my household, we are not compatible.
If you like shinny things, we are not compatible.
If you believe you are some reincarnation of an animal, we are not compatible.
If you believe you should be beat upon for shear beating sake, we are not compatible.
If you believe life is to be lived with verve and direction, we might just be compatible.
If you believe only one may lead and both will help get there, we might be compatible.
If you believe relationships require investments, we might be compatible.
If you believe in communication, we might be compatible. |
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It is funny how perceptions change, in my youth I enter relationships to see if they were worth it, these days I evaluate whether it is worth it to expend the effort. Sometimes one knows without crossing the threshold that it is a bad idea. |
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One has to wonder just how many believe the TV hypnosis fallacy. No one can be made to do anything that is not within ones nature or against their will. Cooperation is essential between handler and subject. If trust does not exist hypnosis will not occur. I even had one person who claimed her DOM tried to hypnotize her over the phone. Not only would this be a relatively stupid idea to begin with it is extremely hard to imagine this working with any subject who had no prior sessions with the handler and the subject had never been induced to at least stage 3. One has to wonder how the phone was to remain held during induction. If you choose to use hypnosis as a part of play, do some study, then get a mentor. Study does not mean a 5 minute blurt on the internet. One should have a fairly firm grasp of the various stages and the various signs of each stage and one should have at least observed 3 different hypnosis techniques and have been under hypnosis themselves. It is amazing the stuff I hear from the uninitiated. Like many things in this community, things should never be done for the sake of just doing them, there should be a focus and a target destination.
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Perceived realities ever change. Where we are is not where we were. Where we will be is not where we are. We shall refuse to grow stagnant. We shall refuse to petrify. Change is our only constant.
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Another year has come and gone, another year wiser, another year slower. The wheel of time grinds on and from my perspective far better than the alternative. There are those who do not understand age and those who embrace it as part of life. I am fortunate. When I look at my peers I often wonder why they would allow themselves to become what they have. It wasn't so many years ago we were all grabbing for those little brass rings. Now all too many can not see the rings go by. I was one of those who grabbed a few rings and decided it was enough and left the merry go round early. Now when I look at those who remained, I realize the importance of the decision. So get where you can enjoy life but don't be greedy. I see too many who did not know when to step off and let their choices be limited. Peace.
Rah
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Some assembly required, infamous words. |
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If you consider this the dark side of life, please move on, I need no dark side. I am no vampire or creature from the grave. I have no tenancies to drink blood in midnight ceremonies. Nor do I expect one who is in service to consider her service something of the dark. Life is meant to be good, life is meant to be enjoyed. Sometimes pleasure can have sharp edges without evil intent.
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I find tattoos and piercings the ultimate turnoff. Just the way the wires run, I am not going to fix it. |
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A sparkler touch should not be a first time thing.
Crinkled toes should be so common.
Dreams of the rhythm of nighttime things.
Sharing of good thoughts,
Touches in passing, or simply held.
This is essence.
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Ever have that chill run up your back, knowing this will end sometime but sometime is not soon enough. The whine that crawls through the skin clear to the other side. The gnash of teeth the whirl and spin knowing that tomorrow is not soon enough. Mental explosion waiting release to know it is forbidden. Random thoughts of quickening, at last the final scream.
Rah |
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You want what? And this is how it will be? You think what? Somehow your rules are contrary to submission. I may agree, but how my house is run, is mine alone. |
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There is a natural order to the universe. Some follow that order by choice. Others oppose that order because they wish to be empowered and find themselves powerless, adrift, and never understanding why.
Rah |
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The river flows, the currents wane and quicken. We float along driven by the current, flowing to our destination. We look back on occasion and often look ahead. Few have learned the simple skill of looking where they are before deciding where to row.
Rah
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A fire must be controlled to be managed. One that rages too high burns all in its path. One that burns too slow, without fuel, eventually burns itself out. Learning to balance the fire keeps us warm and safe.
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There is a Door
There is a door that may open when held by another that leads into new vistas. When passing through that door, take the helping hand and walk together for awhile, the view is glorious.
Rah
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Note to self: When playing in the woods, always ensure you have an extra key.
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There is no going back, try as we might the scenery and people have changed. Time allows us only to move forward, what was yesterday is best cherished, and our tomorrow yet found. When we go back we tend to tarnish a memory. We must live this day to the best of our ability to make the best of our tomorrows.
Rah
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<p>If you wish to know the mind of a man, listen to his words.</p>
<p>Johann Wolfgang Von Gothe</P>
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Today AIG was taken over by US. Hang on folks, this recession is going to get real interesting.
Rah
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<p>Life gives us many opportunities. Our choices predict the outcome of our tomorrow. If one finds themselves making the same mistake repeatedly, somethings wrong. While try try try again is a good thought, at some point one should strive to succeed. It is not the journey that makes the trip delightful but the outcome. If the vista is not worth the walk, the trip was pointless.</P>
<p>Rah</P>
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Man as an entity, not as a gender,
is not inherently good irrespective of personal beliefs. Individuals may be good, but overall. people are motivated by self gratification. Very few are altruistic by nature. Very few have learned the gratification that comes from such altruism. Often some feel good by donating money. While this may necesary to promote charitable efforts, the real gold one can provide is ones time. This is the most precious comodity anyone can provide as it is our only non-renewable resource. When one provides their time to do good for mankind and our fellow man their is gratification when our time is well spent and rewards come frequently for those on the frontline. People who give of themselves to others find greater happiness and contentment aided by those recieving the service. While this is a crazy concept in this mixed up world, the reward is real.
Rah
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A house divided canot stand. This was true for the civil war and it is true for civil relationships. One must lead and by coralary one must follow. If both try; or niether leads, failure results.
Rah
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<P>What is wisdom?</P>
<P>Wisdom is intuitively walking in the dark without stubbing ones toe.</P>
<P></P>
Rah
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Odd, I have had several individuals who "thought" I was Indian yet others Indonesean. Not that it should present a problem if I were but I must wonder what part of Caucasian they did not understand in my profile. Strange world.
Rah
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A bulwark stands in the distance,
walled high and strong,
to keep the world at bay.
Walls so high that even light,
has trouble in the height of day.
First erected to keep the treasure,
from those who rob and plunder,
So long has been the building,
all people have long forgot,
the dusty treasure buried within.
The bastion remains untried,
Gates long unused,
rust welded shut.
What could be so treasured
one would keep it forever hidden?
What knight would even bother
to catch a glimpse within?
Rah
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The silence of the newly fallen snow is deafening. Reality obscured for a time. A blanket of emotions hidden. The cold piercing bite inhaled, to let go as steam. Undaunted by the world that is, to stand again alone.
Rah
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<P>One a decade gone reappeared on my doorstep</P>
<P>Hat in hand and bags behind</P>
<P>Seeking what once was had</P>
<P>Sadly some doors remain forever locked</P>
<P>Never to be opened again.</P>
<P></P>
Rah
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In the coming year find your potentials, not your shortcomings. Exploit the potential. It will open new paths not fathomed. Be at peace with yourself and others. May your coming year be glorious.
Rah
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The cycle continues. What once accepted suffers repudiation. Penance awaits to cast the die into the nether realm. Loki walks amongst us.
Rah
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A master takes a bit of clay and molds it into something beautiful by taking off an edge here, patiently smoothing and forming the clay into more than what it was; a creation of his thought, a mirror to his world.
Rah
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This day, this hour, this minute,
This is our only gelt, and everything else is what we exchange our life for.
Rah
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Knots of velvet,
Chain of steel,
Wall built by sand of time,
Sand collapses,
Light renewed,
Pandora released,
Thwarted once again.
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Don't try to walk beside me,
the path is too narrow.
Don't walk in front,
For the path is new.
Follow the footsteps,
they twist and turn about.
The vista is worth the climb.
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Dominance
Life is
governed by our choices. Wrong
choices are not dominance,
but
failure to dominate. Many
creatures make wrong choices,
and are
eaten. Dominance
is right choices . Because
One is dominant, They
choose what to cultivate. One
dominates their surroundings
to achieve
rightness. Right
choices allow peace and security. Wrong
choices lead to poverty and desperation. Dominance
is nature, a learning trail,
in
knowledge and understanding. Dominants
seek knowledge, and wisdom. For
knowing the fertile ground,
is
required to make the blooming. This is
dominance.
SIR RAH
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The shell was broken, <BR>
The gem inside released.<BR>
The cocoon misshapen,<BR>
Old world left behind,<BR>
A new world to be explored.
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Somthing gave unexpected,
broken far too long.
A fragile thing mended,
Unknown to whom it belonged.
The thing itself was lifted,
The cracks have disappeared.
The day a bit brighter,
A new song has begun.
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This time will never be ours again,
Live while you still breathe,
Think, while the mind is good.
Love, lest you forget.
Rah
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Threads of thought,
Woven with life,
Twistred within the mind.
Internal longing binds the threads
Turns ever tighter,
Waiting for release,
So the fabric of color is seen.
Sir Rah
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Put too many rats in a cage, they kill each other.
Same thing happens to people.
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Reality is often skewed by ones perspective.
In todays paranoid world we can not be sure of tomorows reality today.
Take care!
Rah
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Dark places lurk in the inner cauldron. The ever creeping pathway shows the sign of much passage. The vessel complains of abuse. Yet the child wonder remains. This shall be our final refuge.
Rah
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Gold and Silver
Gems and jewels
Have no intrinsic value.
But touch of thought,
Remembered encounter,
Simply sharing a time,
This indeed is priceless.
Sir Rah
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Take this chalis
Wash it
Dry it
Fill
with
soul
Drink
Whats set
Before you dry
Life interned in Bliss
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I am going this way,
Is this your direction?
Climbing the hills and fording rivers,
Tis something deserving a companion.
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Find what is lost,
Lose what is not needed.
Eat what is set before,
Seperate important from noise
Do what is needed done,
Live while life continues,
Breathe deep, and love.
Rah
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Fetid chaos left outside,
Looking for a willowed bride
My feet lighten as I step inside
I am home, I am home
No more children roam the halls,
Terse silence to bind the walls,
Sheltered from the coming fall,
I am home, I am home,
No self-shadow to welcome me,
No hand to clasp when I see,
No sweet maiden on my knee,
I am home, I am home.
Deafening silence kills the knight,
No warm candy for his sight
Lonely bed shall bind this night,
I am home, I am home.
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Man's mind once stretched by a new idea, never regains its original dimensions.
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Every day one should learn something.
Nothing is static, if we are not learning, we are forgetting.
One should ensure the flow is inbound.
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