11/3/2016 11:59:18 PM: A series of seemingly unrelated events over the last several weeks have led me to this introspective share: a series of conversations wit a rather enticin' temptation; a SPAM invite to an account I haven't logged into in years; randomly parsin' the profiles of strangers here 'n' there; and the subsequent inspiration that drove my writin' for a few days thereafter... There's some glorious irony in these coincidental occurrences because followin' the path led me to a post I shared almost three (3) years to the day that I opened the SPAM. It was my 10 random & pointless self discoveries I had uncovered in that season... Curiously enough, it was the last writin' I shared publicly in that same three (3) year time period. In addition to the random nature of the preceedin' events, readin' those thoughts and the various places where we have come to in life, I have found myself in the midst of an awakenin'. As I have contemplated the nature of these ultimately interconnected events, I realize that I am wakin' from a period of (self-imposed?) hibernation that I had not even realized I was in--but tha's bein' analyzed elsewhere--on this side of it, I wish to drop some discoveries I've made durin' this period of hibernation: Jus' 'cause I'm pragmatic & a realist--and I am--does NOT mean I'm negative: I still hope for the best, but plannin' for the worst doesn't make me a pessimist... Respectfully, I must disagree wit Mr. Mandela--IMHO, it seems apathy and hatred come far more easily to the human heart than love does. Those who rise above their natural inclinations to truly care for others become the paragons of human existence. But make no mistake: they are the exception, not the rule... I'm not as unique as some have attempted to convince me, yet I'm certainly far more unique than others would like me to believe...   At the root of it all, what really makes each of us unique is choice. How we choose to process the same experience of livin' life on this backwater, outer rim planet in some random spiral galaxy far, far away affects nearly e'rythang we are... They tell us to keep learnin' but more than that we should keep discoverin' AND pressin' our limits. Breakin' those allows for that inner unlimited potential to have a chance at fracturin' the confines of our mortal limitations... The most important thing is to master my design--e'rythang else flows from that craved knowledge... Masterin' my design has very nearly become my singular focus--e'rythang else flows from that pursued wisdom...   Contentment > happiness (and likely equal to joy) as it empowers me to endure more than I realized I was capable of shoulderin'...   Cultivatin' contentment in a society that espouses the pursuit of happiness as an innelliable right is fuckin' painful...   I-still-FLS! But not nearly as much as I fuckin' love music--frankly, I wish I could run away wit her... What can I say? ¯\_(?)_/¯ I'm selfish... and quite content wit bein' so... Bonus: What was tru in my youth when dessert was offered turns out to still be tru all these decades lata: I really don't like vanilla... period.   Double bonus: And yes, that still means I'd rather have nothin' than vanilla... X-D While I'm still shakin' the cobwebs outta my collective consciousness and wipin' the sleep from our eyes and where this will lead is still unknown, I know we have been roused from our slumber and it is good to be awake. Thanks for checkin' me out... Guess we'll do it again... How's 3 years sound to ya? ;-p Lata, /\V/\.

9/25/2013 11:50:41 AM: Over the last few months, I've had the distinct pleasure of havin' communicated with several of creation's fairer beauties.  Through the various conversations I have uncovered multiple things--mostly about myself--previously unknown... and beyond my encompassing predilection for our deviant sexual mores.    Here's ten of'em: Khalil's Madman's thoughts on freedom resonate more true than ever before. I'm fairly content in my accompanied solitude, but occasionally that chorus of silence crescendos into the howling roar of loneliness. If 'assumption is the mother of all fuck ups' then presumption is their biological father. I'm a demandin' prick, despite my (seemingly?) laidback nature. Human attraction, despite its rather simplistic cues, is an exceedingly complex and confusing thing--seems obvious given I started the statement with the keyword 'human'--which eludes the full understanding of the greatest scientists and psychologists that have studied it... provin' once again, the more we know proves how little we really know. IFLS! The line between assertive and aggression is crossed when my simmering anger boils into fury. I care far more than I realized... (...and possibly more than I should.) My momma was right, 'Jus' because someone is good for you don't mean you good for them.'  And vice versa. The Hunt =/= the game. Bonus: I finally understand what I mean when I say 'I'm gonna fuck yo' brains out!'  Double Bonus: Regrettably, I don't get to say it nearly enough.   I'm out… /\V/\

8/5/2013 3:27:23 PM: I was thinkin' about our aliases...  Now I realize that most people refer to them as merely profile names, but I think there's often somethin' far more significant about the names we chose for ourselves than the ones given to us.   I mean after all the first name we receive is outside of our control...  and typically, so are nicknames...  So these profile names we pick for ourselves are rather tellin'... even for those that merely select the system-generated alternatives--but that's me slippin' into thought and missin' the point--my point is: an alias strikes me as noteworthy in my attempts to get to know someone.     I rarely ask the question outright, more often searchin' for clues to the why, but the questions are there, 'Why did you pick that name?'  'What is its relevance to your life and self-perception?'   Names are significant despite the old quote about a rose smellin' jus' as sweet if its name was somethin' else, but more than that...   I've had similar thoughts about the replies received from those I've communicated with in vanilla and otherwise settings.  I certainly appreciate anyone who takes the time to communicate even if its to reject my 'advances' cruelly, but of particular note they are self-revealin' moments of candor.   Of note recently:  you might be a bit to much for me to handle ... lol Well that was a lot to take in but I have to agree :) Seriously?! Now, there's very few things as amusing as good ol' fashion double-entendre, but my absolute favorite:  Ok, question..you answered it...lol....X...I'm just a plain jane 'old fashioned' girl..lol....all this brain teasing conversation is quite fascinating, but do you ever just say anything, plain n simple, not trying to offend you, but just a lingering question Sure, I can say this was a clear indicator that we weren't gonna jive, but more than that it's exactly indicative of how things have been in the pursuit of my desires...  So to answer your unwritten questions:  Yep, I probably am too much for you to handle... The entirety of me is a lot to take in... And yeah, I'm dead serious about it. Most importantly, I wouldn't have it any other way...   Deuces, /\V/\

7/27/2013 7:39:01 PM: (( I am feelin' inspired by a manifestation of the Muses... )) We've been told 'the eyes are the windows to the soul.'   If that is true then all our communication is an access point to and from the soul. It makes sense this assertion would be true because communication is as varied as the creatures that use it. From the basest animal calls that warn of imminent danger to the elaborate computer systems that drive our modern world to the subtle nuance of human body language. Every form of communication from what is said to what is left unsaid echoes into the vast depths of our individual and collective psyches.   So, really communication is less an action and more an art form. Thus it begs the question: What masterpiece can our unfettered shared communication create?

8/3/2012 4:31:57 PM: So, I was asked to explain a certain statement of mine: My sole intention is to consume 'her' fully and possess 'her' entire existence wholly. I chuckled--regrettably an insightful sliver of communication completely lost in 'net communication--and considered the question thoughtfully... not because I don't have an answer--I do--but because, I've learned the painful way 'bout revealin' information so I tend towards guarded... But in this instance... I felt free to share and as I did, I felt a tranquility about defining it openly (editted for clarity, brevity and impact): 'Definin' the statement mirrors the difficulty I had in findin' the words to pen the intent in the first place. Obviously words are our primary source of communication, but can words REALLY define some of the most awe-inspirin' phenomena of our world? Can anyone REALLY put into mere words the definin' moments that have shaped who they are? Do words really have that power? I'm not definin' 'possession' like she's is property, she's not... none of you are, but I won't get to far into that discussion. I'm not metaphorically implyin' some sort of religious or hollywood-style possession in which I control her actions... part of my attraction to 'her' is that she is 'her' own being. I'm not even referrin' to possessin' her in the '24/7 TPE' since either... although I'm certain there will be moments in which I will request that level of trust. I might as well be attempting to get an astrophysicist to define the spectacle and power of a black hole... but that's pretty close to what I mean. I imagine her to be an innocent observer that wanders too close and finds herself caught in the sphere of my existence. Time will slow along the edge of our desire growin' in intensity until at last: W/we begin.  I will feed on the energy of her submission, as she is driven by the gravitational pull of my dominance. The resulting release of passion: a quasar visible to the world until at last she is fully consumed into me--two forces of nature beating as a singularity. Or somethin' like that... at the moment its all theory... but so were most of things we now understand as facts about our universe. Cool?' The conversation trailed off after that... but I think I conveyed my intent pretty well.   /\V/\