7/8/2014 2:31:58 PM: Tomorrow never knows... They fill the halls, gazing into the sun, away from the sun, processions of worship, zombies, aging into ugliness, rare moments of beauty upon the beholder. Relax and empty your thoughts surrender to the void it is shining. It is annoying. It is believing. It is shining. Religion is less like that, less prepared, less packaged, less ritual, more secret, I imagine. There's no one to follow, save for me, follow me and I will lead you nowhere. There is nowhere to go, really, but first I must take you somewhere. Here beside the rising tide.

12/10/2013 4:33:44 PM: She hides, in whatever moment she can find, her private dreams are quieted by her sense of loyalty, however dead inside they make her.   She dreams, of the hands that might take her, but the old hands have washed themselves of her, so she kneels alone now, in the bathroom where no one will know.   And death is in her home, in her orifices, in her spent soul she dreams she can call out for him, but her voice won't work the hidden urge is beckoning, and the shame chokes her   Loyal to the end.

9/16/2013 2:48:21 PM: It seems to me that the truth around here is fairly flexible, and I would like to comment. It is not. Sorry.   There is a language of kink, and the vocabulary invites such malleable notions into the fray. It would behoove us all to say what we mean and mean what we say. There is, in the onset of romance, a tendency to create mystery, and the mystery is about hidden meanings and agreements and notions of undercurrents, and even as I type my meaning is becoming more and more vague. Of course that might be alluring, to enchant with hidden messages and innuendo, but ultimately someone's going to ask,'can you explain that to me.'   My main train is usually about the lack of specificity in people's true desires and the framework they imagine for them to be played out. I want to be free to create that for myself, and for the liege I take. I want a blank slate, to share my thoughts and ideas, dreams and desires, to be myself, to listen and hear. A blank slate.

4/30/2013 12:53:34 AM: Cuckqueaning is a hugely attractive thing. In my situation it is challenging because most queans want to be primary, and I come with a built-in OW, but I figure most queans don't see it that way. I've met a few that break that mold, but rare gems they are...

2/7/2013 4:05:40 PM: Must update : I think soap making is a hard limit. Giving or receiving. Really, anything to do with it.