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How curious to see some who presume so much to have no control over themselves and their conduct. Notwithstanding one's inclinations we are all human and thus fallible. No one improves their lot by being critical of what they obvious don't want or crave. Seems such a childish waste of energy.
I prefer to see all that is here as a wickedly delicious buffet. I shan't soil My fathers name by spitting in the entrees I don't relish.
My inclinations are long held and deeply rooted. I don't think I can remember a time when that was not the case. Its a simple case of Me being without conscious posturing. I am sure your inclinations are just as important to you. Just as I need to direct, to be responsible and guide. Your quest to surrender is understood. The other side of the same coin so to speak. I won't insult you or demean Myself with the boyish behavior that speaks more to insecurity than dominance nor an immature laundry list of variations of what goes where and why.
Please be agile minded. Interested in many things. A conversationalist with opinions, values and a well thought out point of view. If you are not willing or able to become genuinely acquainted please move along. There are plenty who will gladly offer shortcuts that don't require time or personal investment of yourself.
The quest for a joining of body, mind and spirit to achieve that intoxicating state often referred to as "two hearts that beat as one" is no easy thing. I don't believe a person of values and honor can enjoy the use of a woman who he does not judge to be also of value.
I intend to thoroughly enjoy said use. For that reason I will conduct Myself in a manner that permits Me to give Myself permission. Unfettered is a wonderful mental state.
Loki
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Weave and spin, weave and spin.
How true and elegantly simple.
And yet, even now, full of thanks. |
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How refreshing to set aside all that is transitory, ephemeral and small. No political agenda nor politically correct mantra to stain the purity of the occasion.
May the Ancients pause and draw to their bosom all that gave the last full measure of their devotion while they served us who have so much.
I respect and do homage to those who provided the blood bought freedom that most who occupy this earth will never know.
I am blessed and stand in awe of their gift to the likes of Me.
Selah, and yet again, selah.
May every generation pause and worship and be grateful for what they gave us all. |
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The Ancient soul inside this body has blessed and given consent, so I speak. I honor the tender heart that feeds Me by pausing and acknowledging the source and the root of all that I have, do, and will ever enjoy. I, Loki, honored son of an honored father do bow My head and honor all those who gave and purchased for Me the birthright of freedom. Blood bought and never forgotten.
I grasp, I understand, I accept, I honor, I fall on My face and do homage to those who gave and bled and died. I remember and honor all those who were maimed and who suffered. I stand in awe of those who had so little to offer and without tears and without thought fed the hungry ground with their precious blood for the likes of Me.
Tomorrow the yoke of responsibility will feel much lighter because I paused to honor those who gave and bled and died for those they did not know.
Tis joy and sorrow to feel this dominate heart beat.
Blessed Be.
Happy Independence Day.
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How rare and valuable are the small things. To inquire and be asked about what matters in life and simply answer and be answered. No subterfuge, no guile, no agenda.
The rains continue for the second week and yet I find Myself smiling that there are that precious few who realize that all we crave is rooted in genuine acquaintanceship.
Laundry lists be damned with the dullard who consider them currency that will buy what we seek. |
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In the absence of clarity of thought it makes sense to tax Ones physical self. To stretch ones legs and expect to simultaneously expand ones mind is perhaps presumptuous but the weather was exquisite so nothing would be lost.
I allowed My mind to wander back to the beginning of it all. The awakening. The blossoming.
As My mind spun out of control in the attempt to grasp the why of it all I suddenly paused and smiled. C'est la vie.
"Vanity, vanity, all is vanity thus saith the preacher".
I simply am. Sometimes its joy to accept and know that you are. The why of it all is far less important. |
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I do so appreciate the kind inquiries. In the absence of all else, manners are the mortar that hold so much together.
I have no disparaging remarks that I will direct in the direction of "limits". It makes each of us less.
The deed, the act, the scene; is far less important than the willingness of you to freely surrender to One who is respected and trusted.
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Until you succeed in achieving room temperature,it is fair to assume you have been shat upon in a variety of ways. Wouldn't it be a particularly dull and self absorbed man who claimed to be immune. It happens and yes, it has happened to Me.
Now what?
Isn't that really the question we all seek to answer?
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| Age: 25 |
| Roma,
Italia |
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