The Days Before Space
4.6 Billion BCE (or maybe even more):
The birth/arrival/creation of the Guardian of Forever on its ancient planet (ST:TOS S1E28, “The Guardian on the Edge of Forever”).
4 Billion BCE:
An unknown humanoid species, to quote Geordi LaForge, “scattered this genetic material into the primordial soup of at least 19 different planets across the galaxy,” explaining why most sentient species look the same (ST:TNG S6E20, “The Chase”).
3.5 Billion BCE:
The beginnings of life in the Alpha Quadrant are threatened by Q’s anomaly (ST:TNG S7E25-26, “All Good Things”).
400 CE (approximately):
Approximate time when the Changelings founded what would become the Dominion, with the Jem’Hadar
900 CE (approximately):
Kahless the Unforgettable slays the Qo’noS tyrant Molor and becomes the first Emperor of the Klingon Empire.
1505 CE:
First known sign of the Borg in the Delta Quadrant.
1600 CE (approximately):
The beginnings of Bajoran space exploration leads to first contact between the Cardassians and Bajorans. (It does not go well for them.)
1800 CE (approximately):
Establishment of the Cardassian Union.
1893:
Picard, La Forge, Troi, Riker, and Crusher arrive in San Francisco after the discovery of Data’s severed head in their century. Samuel Clemens (AKA Mark Twain) gets caught up in their efforts to save him (ST:TNG S5E26-S6E1, “Time’s Arrow”).
1930:
Kirk and Spock chase a drugged and disoriented McCoy through the time portal known as the Guardian of Forever to New York City. While there, Kirk falls in love with Edith Keeler, a social worker whose life McCoy saved, but Kirk must ultimately let die, in order to preserve the timeline and prevent Germany from winning World War II (ST:TOS S1E28, “The City on the Edge of Forever”).
1937:
The Briori abduct several hundred humans from Earth and bring them to the Delta Quadrant, including Amelia Earhart (ST:VOY S2E1, “The 37’s”).
1944 (alternate universe):
Jonathan Archer and the Enterprise NX-01 crew find themselves in an altered version of World War II, where the Nazis have invaded America (ST:ENT S4E1-E2, “Storm Front”).
July 1947:
Quark, Rom and Nog crash their ship in Roswell, New Mexico and have to escape from the U.S. Military (ST:DS9 S4E8, “Little Green Men”).
1968:
The Enterprise travels back to this year to prevent an agent from interfering with events, because Starfleet had a record of them doing so. Time travel is fun that way (ST:TOS S2E26, “Assignment: Earth”).The Enterprise also went on a similar mission in 1969 (ST:TOS S1E19, “Tomorrow Is Yesterday”).
1986:
Kirk and friends, in search of humpback whales to save the future, arrive in San Francisco, where they meet marine biologist Gillian Taylor, invent transparent aluminum, and teach Spock how to swear (Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home).
1992-1996:
The Eugenics Wars rage on (at least, according to almost all sources). When the Enterprise first discovers genetically enhanced Khan Noonien Singh (ST:TOS S1E24, “Space Seed”), Spock says that during these years, Khan had conquered most of the Earth, before fleeing the Earth with 84 of his followers to drift through space in the S.S. Botany Bay.
1996:
In this version of 1996 (perhaps because they’ve just ended?), there’s no sign of the Eugenics Wars in action when the Voyager is pulled to sunny Southern California by a 29th century time ship. Despite being featured on local news broadcasts, the Voyager and its crew manage not to damage the timeline before returning to the 24th century (ST:VOY S3E8-9, “Future’s End”).
December 27, 1999:
One of Captain Janeway’s ancestors gets caught up in the controversy surrounding the construction of the Millennium Gate tower, a self-sufficient structure built in Indiana that would become the model for the colonization of Mars (ST:VOY S5E23, “11:59”).
2004:
Archer and T’Pol arrive in Detroit to stop the Xindi from annihilating the human race with a bioweapon — they succeed (ST:ENT S3E11, “Carpenter Street).
Aug. 30-Sept. 2, 2024:
Thanks to a transporter accident, Sisko, Dax and Bashir arrive in a very different San Francisco from the modern world, and get caught up in the Bell Riots, a historical event which eventually led to massive reform of America’s social issues (ST:DS9 S3E11-E12, “Past Tense”).
2026 – 2053:
World War III ravages Earth, killing six hundred million humans.
The Dawn of the Warp Era
April 4, 2063:
The Enterprise-D arrives at Earth after chasing a Borg sphere from the 24th century, just as the Borg plan to disrupt the launch of Zefram Cochrane’s extremely important prototype warp drive flight (Star Trek: First Contact).
April 5, 2063:
Thanks to the Enterprise-D, Cochrane successfully completes his flight and, later that day, a Vulcan ship arrives on Earth, initiating first contact and beginning humanity’s journey to its future as an architect of the Federation (Star Trek: First Contact).
2103:
Colonies on Mars are established.
2119:
An elderly Zefram Cochrane vanishes, after heading out on one last space voyage (ST:TOS S2E9, “Metamorphosis”).
2151:
The Enterprise NX-01, the first starship capable of traveling at Warp 5, begins its mission to explore the galaxy. A major part of its adventures have to do with the Temporal Cold War, in which the crew found itself caught up in time travel conflicts.
March 2153:
The Xindi attack Earth, firing a blast that causes destruction from Florida to Venezuela, killing seven million people. The NX-01 refocuses its mission on trying to stop the Xindi from causing further destruction.
2155:
For the first time, Starfleet officers travel to the Mirror Universe, encountering a far darker version of their world (ST:ENT S4E18-E19, “In a Mirror, Darkly”).
Discussion of uniting various planets for some sort of… federation, perhaps, begins (ST:ENT S4E22, “These Are the Voyages…”).
2156–2160:
A four-year war with the Romulans leads to the creation of the Romulan Neutral Zone.
2161:
Captain Archer speaks to the Coalition of Planets about the need to create…
The United Federation of Planets, which is officially born that year (ST:ENT S4E22, “These Are the Voyages…”).
Starfleet Academy is also founded.
2173:
In an alternate timeline, the crew of the Defiant was sent back in time to this year, crashing on a planet called Gaia. While Kira died, the survivors eventually built a society of eight thousand people. This society, however, was wiped out of existence when the Odo living on Gaia prevented the Defiant from replicating that journey into the past, to save Kira’s life (ST:DS9 S5E22, “Children of Time”).
March 22nd, 2233:
James Tiberius Kirk is born.
In the Kelvin Timeline, Kirk is born aboard a USS Kelvin shuttlecraft as time-traveling Romulan Nero attacks the ship now being captained by James’ soon-to-be-deceased father George (Star Trek 2009).
In the Prime Timeline, Kirk is born (exact location unknown, but could have still been aboard the USS Kelvin, albeit under more peaceful circumstances), and eventually raised in Iowa by George and Winona Kirk.
2236
Michael Burnham’s family was killed at Doctari Alpha, following which Sarek brought her into his home and made her Spock’s adoptive sister (ST:DIS S2E1, “Brothers”).
2250:
The USS Enterprise, captained by Christopher Pike, launches its second five-year mission to explore the universe.
2254:
Captain Pike, Lieutenant Spock and the Enterprise visit the planet of Talos IV (ST:TOS S1E15-E16, “The Menagerie”).
May 2256:
The USS Shenzhou is called to investigate damage done to an interstellar array on the edge of Federation space, which leads to the ship being overwhelmed by an onslaught of Klingon ships. In the conflict, Captain Georgiou is killed, and Lieutenant Michael Burnham not just committing mutiny, but triggering a war between the Federation and the Klingons (ST:DIS S1E1-E2, “The Vulcan Hello”-“Battle at the Binary Stars”).
November 2256:
Michael Burnham is, via a roundabout set of circumstances, transferred from prison to the USS Discovery under the command of Captain Gabriel Lorca (ST:DIS S1E3, “Context Is For Kings”).
2257:
The Discovery arrives in the Mirror Universe thanks to Lorca, who had secretly snuck into the Prime Universe. The ship eventually returns home, but with the devious Mirror Universe version of Georgiou on board (ST:DIS S1E13, “What’s Past Is Prologue”).
By making a pact with L’Rell and stopping an attack on the Klingon homeworld, Burnham is able to end the Federation-Klingon War (ST:DIS S1E13, “What’s Past Is Prologue”).
As the Enterprise needs repairs and the Discovery needs a (temporary?) captain, Captain Pike fills in the gap, introducing the mission to discover what’s going on with the “Red Angel” who keeps appearing in multiple spots across the Alpha Quadrant (ST:DIS S2E1, “Brothers”).
2258
Burnham learns that the Red Angel is herself, from the future, and ultimately chases that predestination paradox (ST:DIS Season 2).
The Discovery, with a limited crew, travels to the year 3186. Those who stay behind, including Pike, Spock and Number One, adhere to the pact that speaking of the Discovery or its crew ever again is a treasonable offense (ST:DIS S2E14, “Such Sweet Sorrow, Part 2”).
2258 (Kelvin-verse):
The Prime Universe version of Spock arrives from the future — which is just what Nero has been waiting for, for 25 years (Star Trek 2009).
James Kirk is just about to finish his time at Starfleet Academy when the planet of Vulcan is destroyed by Nero. Kirk and his new crew ultimately take down Nero, and end up taking over the Enterprise for a mission of exploration (Star Trek 2009).
2259 (Kelvin-verse):
Khan Noonien Singh arises to try to tear down the Federation. Kirk dies, but does not stay dead (Star Trek Into Darkness).
2260 (Kelvin-verse):
The Enterprise sets out on its five-year mission (Star Trek Beyond).
2263 (Kelvin-verse):
Three years into said mission, the Enterprise crew saves the space station Yorktown from destruction — destroying their ship in the process, but the Enterprise-A immediately gets commissioned (Star Trek Beyond).
The Prime Universe Spock, having lived in the Kelvin timeline for seven years, passes away at the age of 162 (Star Trek Beyond).
2265:
James T. Kirk takes command of the USS Enterprise for another five-year mission, encountering Klingons, con men and more.
2267:
McCoy, after an unfortunate injection, rushes to the surface of an alien planet and escapes to the year 1930 thanks to the Guardian of Forever (ST:TOS S1E28, “The Guardian on the Edge of Forever”).
2268:
The Enterprise experiences plenty of wacky experiences, but few as memorable as a trip to Deep Space Station K-7 to handle an agricultural situation aggravated by a tribble infestation (ST:TOS S2E13, “The Trouble With Tribbles”).
After a time traveler tries to interfere with the events of DSS K-7, Captain Sisko and his crew arrive to make sure Kirk keeps the Klingons from sabotaging things (ST:DS9 S5E6, “Trials and Tribble-ations”).
2269:
The Enterprise discovers Zefram Cochrane marooned on a remote planetoid, but ultimately leaves him behind with an alien consciousness with which he is in love (ST:TOS S2E9, “Metamorphosis”).
2270:
At the end of the five-year mission, Kirk is promoted to the rank of Admiral, while Will Decker becomes captain of the USS Enterprise.
2273:
When an alien-retrofitted version of Voyager returns to Earth, Kirk resumes control over the Enterprise to save Earth (Star Trek: The Motion Picture).
2285:
The Prime Universe Khan gets his chance at conquering the galaxy. Spock dies in the successful effort to thwart him (Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan).
Kirk steals the Enterprise, but Spock is successfully resurrected thanks to the planet Genesis’s extraordinary properties. They return Spock to Vulcan so he can recuperate (Star Trek III: The Search For Spock).
2286:
An alien probe broadcasting humpback whale song doesn’t get any response, and starts trying to destroy the planet Earth as a result. To prevent this, Kirk and his friends travel back in time (Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home).
Kirk is demoted to the rank of Captain, and thus he can return to being the Captain of the Enterprise (Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home).
2287:
The Enterprise crew goes on another adventure, which might be boiled down to this memorable incident: Captain Kirk asks the question “What does God need with a starship?” (Star Trek V: The Final Frontier).
2290:
Hikaru Sulu becomes captain of the USS Excelsior.
2293:
Kirk is framed for the assassination of Klingon Chancellor Gorkon, and he and McCoy even go to prison for that presumed crime, but their friends rescue them in time to prevent another assassination. Kirk saves the peace talks and is told to bring the Enterprise back to Earth. He might end up taking his time getting there (Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country).
Tuvok serves under Captain Sulu aboard the Excelsior (ST:VOY S3E2, “Flashback”).
Later that year, Kirk and other crew members are visiting the newly commissioned Enterprise-B. After an encounter with the Nexus that destroys a good part of the ship, Kirk is considered dead (Star Trek Generations).
2344:
Captain Rachel Garrett and the Enterprise-C are lost while defending a Klingon settlement, an event which proved pivotal to creating peace between the Klingons and the Federation — so pivotal that when it didn’t happen in an alternate universe, it led to a far worse future (ST:TNG S3E15, “Yesterday’s Enterprise”).
2347:
War between the Federation and Cardassian Union begins, with conflicts tapering off in the 2350s.
2358:
The USS Pegasus is considered missing after experimenting with phasing technology (ST:TNG S7E12, “The Pegasus”).
The Rise of Picard, Sisko, and Janeway
2364:
Captain Jean-Luc Picard takes command of the Enterprise, confronting a malevolent entity known as Q who is set upon judging the human race (ST:TNG S1E1-E2, “Encounter at Farpoint”).
Seven years later, Picard re-experiences this first mission, because it is revealed that the trial which Q began during the trip to Farpoint had never actually ended (ST:TNG S7E25-26, “All Good Things”).
Lieutenant Natasha Yar is killed in action (ST:TNG S1E23, “Skin of Evil”).
2365:
The Enterprise encounters the Borg for the first time, after being flung into the Delta Quadrant by Q (ST:TNG S2E16, “Q Who”).
2366:
The Enterprise-C arrives in a very changed version of the universe, 22 years after it disappeared into a temporal rift. Captain Garrett and her crew eventually return to the point of their disappearance to preserve the original timeline, with Tasha Yar (who did not die in this new timeline) returning with them (ST:TNG S3E15, “Yesterday’s Enterprise”).
2367:
Jean-Luc Picard gets abducted by the Borg, and a battle he spearheads as Locutus of Borg, known as Wolf 359, is a brutal moment for the Federation. Benjamin Sisko’s wife Jennifer is one of the many, many casualties (ST:TNG S3E26-S4E1, “The Best of Both Worlds”; ST:DS9 S1E1, “Emissary”).
With the ascension of Gowron as Emperor, the Klingon Civil War begins.
2368:
The Klingon Civil War ends, with Gowron maintaining his control over the Empire (ST:TNG S5E1, “Redemption II”).
Ambassador Spock travels to Romulus to try to reunite the Vulcans and Romulan people — unsuccessfully. (ST:TNG S5E7-8, “Redemption I-II”).
2369:
Commander Benjamin Sisko arrives at the station Deep Space Nine, where he encounters the “wormhole aliens,” AKA “the Prophets,” and devotes himself to bringing local planet Bajor into the Federation as Bajor rebuilds after Cardassian occupation (ST:DS9 S1E1, “Emissary”).
The Enterprise-D recovers long-lost Montgomery Scott from a transporter buffer, and Scotty sets out to go exploring the galaxy (ST:TNG S6E4, “Relics”).
2370:
Commander Riker, struggling to decide what to do when his old commanding officer Admiral Pressman asks for his help, uses the holodeck to look back at Captain Archer’s big speech to the Coalition of Planets (ST:ENT S4E22, “These Are the Voyages…”; ST:TNG S7E12, “The Pegasus”).
The Federation-Cardassian Treaty is signed, officially ending hostilities and creating a demilitarized zone that left several planets previously colonized by Federation citizens under Cardassian control. This leads to the creation of the Maquis, former Federation members who rebel against the Cardassians (ST:DS9 S2E20-21, “The Maquis”).
Picard begins to shift in time, from his past to his future, which lead to him discovering that Q has spent the last seven years evaluating the human race, based on the adventures of Picard and his crew. Ultimately, Picard convinces Q of humanity’s value (ST:TNG S7E25-26, “All Good Things”).
2371:
Picard learns that his brother and nephew have ben killed in a fire at his family vineyard (Star Trek Generations).
The Enterprise-D gets caught up in Dr. Soran’s attempt to reach the Nexus, a realm outside of space and time that can feel like paradise. Picard, inside the Nexus, meets Kirk, who he convinces to leave the Nexus with him to stop Soran. They succeed, but Kirk is killed and the Enterprise is destroyed (Star Trek Generations).
The USS Voyager departs Deep Space Nine to track down a missing Maquis ship, but both ships end up getting dragged 75,000 light years away from Earth. The Starfleet and Maquis crews end up working together to try to get back to the Alpha Quadrant (ST:VOY S1E1-2, “Caretaker”).
The USS Defiant, a new ship to be captained by Benjamin Sisko, arrives at Deep Space Nine (ST:DS9 S3E1, “The Search, Part I”).
Odo learns that his people, the Changelings, are the Founders of the Dominion, which controls the Gamma Quadrant, and now aims to take over the Alpha Quadrant (ST:DS9 S3E1-2, “The Search, Parts I/II”).
2372:
The Enterprise-E is launched.
Thanks to Changeling infiltration at the highest levels of government, war erupts between the Federation and the Klingon Empire. Worf joins the crew of Deep Space Nine (ST:DS9 S4E1-2, “The Way of the Warrior”).
2373:
After the Battle of Sector 001, in which the Borg gets close to attacking the Earth, the Enterprise-E launches into action, following a Borg Sphere back into the past (Star Trek: First Contact).
When the Changeling impersonating General Martok is revealed, war between the Federation and the Klingons ends (ST:DS9 S5E1, “Apocalypse Rising”).
The Federation first learns about the existence of the non-corporeal Pah-wraiths, enemies of the Bajoran Prophets, when one of them takes over the body of Keiko O’Brien (ST:DS9 S5E5, “The Assignment”).
Bashir, without anyone’s knowledge, is replaced by a Changeling, which is not uncovered for a month (ST:DS9 S5E14-15, “In Purgatory’s Shadow”/”By Inferno’s Light”).
The Cardassian Union officially joins the Dominion, which invades the Alpha Quadrant (ST:DS9 S5E14-15, “In Purgatory’s Shadow”/”By Inferno’s Light”).
The Dominion, as part of the deal, helps Cardassia completely eliminate the Maquis.
To avoid war with the Dominion, the Bajorans sign a non-aggression treaty (ST:DS9 S5E26, “Call to Arms”).
The Dominion takes over the Bajor sector as the Federation departs, beginning the Dominion War (ST:DS9 S5E26, “Call to Arms”).
2374:
Voyager assists the Borg in fighting off Species 8472, and a drone known as Seven of Nine gets marooned on their ship (ST:VOY S4E1, “Scorpion, Part II”).
Meanwhile, crew member Kes leaves the ship to explore her psychic abilities (ST:VOY S4E2, “The Gift”).
The Dominion War is fought on multiple fronts, with Kira leading a resistance effort on Deep Space Nine while Sisko and the Defiant battle to eventually retake the station (ST:DS9 S6E6, “Sacrifice of Angels”).
Gul Dukat’s daughter Ziyal is killed by Damar during the battle over DS9 (ST:DS9 S6E6, “Sacrifice of Angels”).
Worf and Jadzia Dax get married (ST:DS9 S6E7, “You Are Cordially Invited…”).
First major appearance of Section 31 (in the Prime timeline), as an agent attempts to recruit Bashir (ST:DS9 S6E18, “Inquisition”).
Thanks to Sisko working with the ruthless Garak, the Romulans join the war against the Dominion (ST:DS9 S6E19, “In the Pale Moonlight”).
Dukat, having snuck onto DS9, kills Jadzia Dax and releases a Pah-wraith which closes the Bajoran wormhole permanently (ST:DS9 S6E26, “Tears of the Prophets”).
2375:
The Dax symbiont is joined with a Trill named Ezri (ST:DS9 S7E1, “Image in the Sand”).
After having left DS9 for a short time, Sisko recovers the Orb of the Emissary, and returns to reopen the wormhole (ST:DS9 S7E2, “Shadows and Symbols”).
Dukat now leads a cult devoted to the worship of the Pah-wraiths (ST:DS9 S7E9, “Covenant”).
The Enterprise-E crew, including Worf, work together to reconcile the Son’a and Ba’ku people after a century of distrust (Star Trek: Insurrection).
Sisko makes plans for life after the Dominion War, and also marries long-time girlfriend Kasidy Yates (ST:DS9 S7E18, “‘Til Death Do Us Part”).
Kira, Odo and Garak go to Cardassia to help Damar, now in open rebellion against the Dominion, lead a resistance movement. Odo learns that he has been infected by the virus killing the Changelings, which was created by Section 31(ST:DS9 S7E21, “When It Rains…”).
The Defiant is destroyed by the Breen, and a new ship is renamed in its honor (ST:DS9 S7E24, “The Dogs of War”).
Odo, having been cured of Section 31’s disease, returns to his people to spread the cure to them (ST:DS9 S7E26, “What You Leave Behind”).
Dukat, having surgically altered himself to resemble a Bajoran, becomes a confidante of Kai Winn and manipulates her into helping him unlock the power of the Pah-wraiths in the Fire Caves on Bajor. Sisko arrives in time to stop him, but all three of them are considered dead (ST:DS9 S7E26, “What You Leave Behind”).
The Dominion War ends (ST:DS9 S7E26, “What You Leave Behind”).
2376:
The USS Voyager continues its journey home.
2377:
Tom Paris and B’Elanna Torres get married (ST:VOY S7E3, “Drive”).
2378:
Neelix leaves Voyager to join a Talaxian community (ST:VOY S7E23, “Homestead”).
With the help of a time-travelling Admiral Janeway, Voyager successfully uses the Borg transwarp network to get back to Earth (ST:VOY S7E25, “Endgame”).
Miral Paris is born (ST:VOY S7E25, “Endgame”).
2379:
William Riker and Deanna Troi get married (Star Trek: Nemesis).
The Enterprise-E discovers that Data’s creator, Dr. Soong, had created an early prototype of Data known as B-4, which is more primitive than Data. Data tries to help by transferring his memories into B-4.
Picard comes to Romulus after a military coup puts Shinzon, a clone of Picard created by Romulans who ended up becoming the leader of the Remans. In the ensuing fight, Picard kills Shinzon, but Data is killed saving his crew (Star Trek: Nemesis).
The Future Is a Dark Place
2386:
Jean-Luc Picard puts Data’s Daughter painting into storage at the Starfleet Archive Museum (ST:PIC S1E1, “Remembrance”).
2387:
When a star near Romulus goes supernova, the entire planet is destroyed, despite Spock’s attempt to stop the explosion by injecting the star with Red Matter and creating a black hole. The black hole instead brings both his ship and the nearby Romulan mining vessel containing Nero into the past (Star Trek 2009).
2388-89 (approximate):
In the wake of the destruction of Romulus, the Utopia Planitia Fleet Yards of Mars are destroyed by rebellious synthetic workers on First Contact Day (April 5), killing thousands and leaving Mars ablaze for years to follow (ST:ST “Children of Mars,”ST:PIC S1E1, “Remembrance”).
2394:
The original year that the Voyager returned to the Alpha Quadrant, prior to Janeway’s temporal interference (ST:VOY S7E25, “Endgame”).
2395:
While the future that Picard saw during his final confrontation with Q was eventually rewritten, this would have been the year in which Picard reunited his old crew to work together to stop the anomaly (ST:TNG S7E25-26, “All Good Things”).
2399:
Jean-Luc Picard, having left Starfleet years ago after the destruction of Romulus, meets a frightened young woman with a mysterious connection to Data. She inspires to pull himself out of retirement and investigate further (ST:PIC S1E1, “Remembrance”).
2404:
Admiral Janeway, having spent years figuring out a plan, leaves her original timeline to travel to the year 2378 and change the past (ST:VOY S7E25, “Endgame”).
3186:
The USS Discovery arrives in an uncharted future. What happens next is totally unknown (ST:DIS S2E14, “Such Sweet Sorrow, Part 2,” ST:DIS Season 3).
3200s (or potentially more):
1000 years into the future of the Discovery, the abandoned ship (run by a now-sentient computer) rescues an escape pod and forms a bond with its occupant (ST:ST “Calypso”).
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Thursday, April 19, 2018
THOUGHTS: HOW TO SURRENDER YOURSELF TO YOUR MAN
We tell you to surrender. Sometimes directly, sometimes in subtle ways. You wonder what it really means. How do you let Men win. How do you truly surrender. After all, you’re so tired of resisting. So tired of fighting.
Here’s how.
Surrender your own style. Your style is ‘sexy.’ Not goth, or punk, or chic, or professional. Hot. Show off your body. Wear makeup. You have no style or fashion sense, just parts to expose and reveal.
Surrender your opinion. This can feel optional. It isn’t. If a man says something you think is wrong, agree with it. If a man says something you think is right, agree as well. Agreement doesn’t have to be enthusiastic, just permanent. Nod your head whenever Men speak.
Surrender your will. Do as you’re told. Get coffee, suck cock, make copies, leave the room, kneel, put on a collar, slap yourself in the face. Whatever it is, do it instantly. If you can’t do it instantly, apologize. If you don’t know how to do something, admit you’re not smart enough and get help.
Surrender the word ‘No.’ Forget it. It doesn’t exist for you.
Surrender your pride. Never compete with a man and never feel proud of your accomplishments. You have value only in the pleasure you provide. Accept that you’re not good enough and you’re not pretty enough and you’re not smart.
Surrender your name. Do everyone know you as Jennifer or Rebecca or Mrs. Smith? Call yourself Jenni with an “i” or answer only to ‘bitch’ or ‘slut.’ Don’t give your full name and don’t answer to it. You have a silly stripper’s name, a child’s name. Don’t be taken seriously.
Surrender your ambition. Are you getting a degree? Quit. Are you up for a promotion? Stop trying. Are you looking for work? Look for a husband instead. The highest level you can hope to achieve is being a good girl.
Surrender your limits. Did you have hard limits on posting pics? Anal sex? BDSM? Do you always negotiate a safe word? You have no limits anymore. Surrender them. Let other decide if you need thresholds or boundaries. It’s not up to you.
Surrender your interests. No more reading books, no more reading magazines, no more learning about politics or ideas. Read texts, look at pictures. No more hobbies. Surrender the part of you that wants to learn and express yourself. No one cares what you think or what you can do. Give up.
Surrender your body. Does a man think you should have bigger tits? Pay to be plastic. A smaller waist? Diet and work out. Does he want piercings? Tattoos? Change for Him. He wants your pussy shaved? Shave it. It’s not your body anymore.
1. I am surrendering my own style. My style is sexy. I will wear makeup. I will expose and reveal myself.
2. I am surrendering my opinion.
3. I surrender my will. I will do what I’m told.
4. I surrender the word no. The only answer I know is yes.
5. I surrender my pride. My pride is now on taking as much cock and cum as possible in and on my body. I have value only when pleasing cock and earning cum. I’m not and never will be good enough, pretty enough, or smart enough.
6. I surrender my name. My name is now whatever you want it to be. I will answer to anything degrading and humiliating.
7. I surrender my ambition. I’m ready to quit school whenever you say and I’m ready to be yours.
8. I surrender my limits. I have no limits. You decide my limits and thresholds, not me.
9. I surrender my interests. My interests are now pleasing you. Pleasing as much cock and taking as much cum as possible. Exposing myself for you. And improving myself for you.
10. I surrender my body. My body is yours to do with as you please. Change me however you want to make me perfect for you.
11. I surrender my mind. My mind off your new playground. Toy and play with my mind. Fuck it up. Turn it against me.
12. I surrender my soul. Turn my soul into whatever you want. Do with it what you will. Sell it, keep it, rent it out, kill it….
Here’s how.
Surrender your own style. Your style is ‘sexy.’ Not goth, or punk, or chic, or professional. Hot. Show off your body. Wear makeup. You have no style or fashion sense, just parts to expose and reveal.
Surrender your opinion. This can feel optional. It isn’t. If a man says something you think is wrong, agree with it. If a man says something you think is right, agree as well. Agreement doesn’t have to be enthusiastic, just permanent. Nod your head whenever Men speak.
Surrender your will. Do as you’re told. Get coffee, suck cock, make copies, leave the room, kneel, put on a collar, slap yourself in the face. Whatever it is, do it instantly. If you can’t do it instantly, apologize. If you don’t know how to do something, admit you’re not smart enough and get help.
Surrender the word ‘No.’ Forget it. It doesn’t exist for you.
Surrender your pride. Never compete with a man and never feel proud of your accomplishments. You have value only in the pleasure you provide. Accept that you’re not good enough and you’re not pretty enough and you’re not smart.
Surrender your name. Do everyone know you as Jennifer or Rebecca or Mrs. Smith? Call yourself Jenni with an “i” or answer only to ‘bitch’ or ‘slut.’ Don’t give your full name and don’t answer to it. You have a silly stripper’s name, a child’s name. Don’t be taken seriously.
Surrender your ambition. Are you getting a degree? Quit. Are you up for a promotion? Stop trying. Are you looking for work? Look for a husband instead. The highest level you can hope to achieve is being a good girl.
Surrender your limits. Did you have hard limits on posting pics? Anal sex? BDSM? Do you always negotiate a safe word? You have no limits anymore. Surrender them. Let other decide if you need thresholds or boundaries. It’s not up to you.
Surrender your interests. No more reading books, no more reading magazines, no more learning about politics or ideas. Read texts, look at pictures. No more hobbies. Surrender the part of you that wants to learn and express yourself. No one cares what you think or what you can do. Give up.
Surrender your body. Does a man think you should have bigger tits? Pay to be plastic. A smaller waist? Diet and work out. Does he want piercings? Tattoos? Change for Him. He wants your pussy shaved? Shave it. It’s not your body anymore.
1. I am surrendering my own style. My style is sexy. I will wear makeup. I will expose and reveal myself.
2. I am surrendering my opinion.
3. I surrender my will. I will do what I’m told.
4. I surrender the word no. The only answer I know is yes.
5. I surrender my pride. My pride is now on taking as much cock and cum as possible in and on my body. I have value only when pleasing cock and earning cum. I’m not and never will be good enough, pretty enough, or smart enough.
6. I surrender my name. My name is now whatever you want it to be. I will answer to anything degrading and humiliating.
7. I surrender my ambition. I’m ready to quit school whenever you say and I’m ready to be yours.
8. I surrender my limits. I have no limits. You decide my limits and thresholds, not me.
9. I surrender my interests. My interests are now pleasing you. Pleasing as much cock and taking as much cum as possible. Exposing myself for you. And improving myself for you.
10. I surrender my body. My body is yours to do with as you please. Change me however you want to make me perfect for you.
11. I surrender my mind. My mind off your new playground. Toy and play with my mind. Fuck it up. Turn it against me.
12. I surrender my soul. Turn my soul into whatever you want. Do with it what you will. Sell it, keep it, rent it out, kill it….
Friday, February 23, 2018
THOUGHTS:LIFE IS ALL ABOUT DECISIONS.....CHOOSE WISELY
I believe in love and lust and sex and romance. I don’t want everything to add up to some perfect equation I want mess and chaos I want someone to go crazy out of his mind for me. I want to feel passion and heat and sweat and madness I want it all
If you are to find someone else, you must find someone who cherishes you inside and out.
Absolutely unconditionally.
Completely and without a doubt.
You must find someone who loves you not only on the outside, but from your very core. Not only for the shape or your body or the touch of your skin, but for the magnificent beauty that exists within you.
You deserve to be treasured, for there is far more to you than what lies on the surface.
That glow before you smile, it feels like a sunrise hiding in the mountains; waiting for the right moment to beam so bright. The way your lips twist beside trying not to show those pearls that could blind my sight, it feels like a spotlight. How your cheeks look like being kissed by sakura petals, it’s so cherry-like, making my heart light. It feels as though I’m the chosen one when I see you that happy. It’s the privilege this earth bestowed upon me. And I am glad I can witness such creation so detailed. You are the living Mona Lisa, in the 21st century, more beautiful the more I stare
We are the poets, dying in the eternity of waves
Why aren’t you here ? Oh, why aren’t you here ?
You and I have almost achieved that which is never achieved: we sit in each other’s souls
To feel at home,
To feel at home with these thoughts, with these words;for how do I begin to write if I do not know how these words will end?
To feel at home with all these indifferences of familiarity
To feel at home with this silence that has been my inbetween of the things unknown.
To feel at home with my body, with this breathe that breathe’s me.
With these fingers that have grazed my skin,but I cannot still say that, that I am.
To feel at home with these hands that cannot hold me.
To feel at home with the distance between the steps my feet take.
To feel at home with this distance that ties me from life to death.
To feel at home with this distance that separates me from another,
another?
To feel at home with this distance that separates me from the things known and unknown.
To feel at home with this distance in my mind that separates me from myself;
And so, I sang myself a lullaby to catch me when I fall in my dreams.
Send me an emoji
😎 - I stalk your blog on the regular
😩 - You’re sexy as fuck
😈 - I wanna fuck you
😊 - I think you’re cool
😍 - I adore you
😘 - I’d date you
🙅 - You ain’t all that
🙈- You make me horny
😝 - I don’t like you
💩 - You’re blog is shit
💋 - I wanna make out with you
💘 - I have a serious crush on you
💦 - You make me wet
🙊 - I wish we talked
🙇 - I worship you
👅 - I wanna eat you out
👎 - Delete your blog
It’s scary to find someone that makes you happy. You starting giving them all your attention because they’re what makes you forget everything bad that’s going on in your life. They’re the first person you want to talk to in the morning and the last one before you sleep just so you can start and end your day with a smile. It all sounds great to have that someone, but it’s scary to think about how easily they could just leave and take that happiness away when they go.
Life is all about decisions. Choose wisely.
It all starts by the time you wake up in the morning. It is up to you whether to be positive since you’re expecting something or be negative since you’re sick of the monotony and mundaneness of things.
It is about the opportunities that come to you. It is on your hands whether to take them or just ignore them all completely. Sometimes, you got to take a huge leap to experience the change you’ve been yearning all year long.
It is about the love you’ve been searching for so long. It lies on your decision whether to confess or just remain silent, waiting for someone else to take up the challenge. You could also just wait for the other party to realize that you love him/her. That is if (s)he’s wise enough to realize your true intentions behind those sweet words you’ve uttered and all the while, you’re just that one “friend” who’s always there. It is also lies on your decision to accept the love that has been laid before you. you should think carefully if you’re ready to reciprocate such love or you prefer more to remain as friends. You could also think of it only as an experience and see whether you’re up to the challenge of loving.
It is about the effort to stay alive amidst the struggles and obstacles that bar your way to success. You may think of them as inspirations to jump high over the hurdles or may remain low-spirited and think of yourself as a complete failure.
Life has more to offer. Many experiences both good and bad will come your way to test you. It is up to you to live it to the fullest or stay living but is dead at the core.
If you are to find someone else, you must find someone who cherishes you inside and out.
Absolutely unconditionally.
Completely and without a doubt.
You must find someone who loves you not only on the outside, but from your very core. Not only for the shape or your body or the touch of your skin, but for the magnificent beauty that exists within you.
You deserve to be treasured, for there is far more to you than what lies on the surface.
That glow before you smile, it feels like a sunrise hiding in the mountains; waiting for the right moment to beam so bright. The way your lips twist beside trying not to show those pearls that could blind my sight, it feels like a spotlight. How your cheeks look like being kissed by sakura petals, it’s so cherry-like, making my heart light. It feels as though I’m the chosen one when I see you that happy. It’s the privilege this earth bestowed upon me. And I am glad I can witness such creation so detailed. You are the living Mona Lisa, in the 21st century, more beautiful the more I stare
We are the poets, dying in the eternity of waves
Why aren’t you here ? Oh, why aren’t you here ?
You and I have almost achieved that which is never achieved: we sit in each other’s souls
To feel at home,
To feel at home with these thoughts, with these words;for how do I begin to write if I do not know how these words will end?
To feel at home with all these indifferences of familiarity
To feel at home with this silence that has been my inbetween of the things unknown.
To feel at home with my body, with this breathe that breathe’s me.
With these fingers that have grazed my skin,but I cannot still say that, that I am.
To feel at home with these hands that cannot hold me.
To feel at home with the distance between the steps my feet take.
To feel at home with this distance that ties me from life to death.
To feel at home with this distance that separates me from another,
another?
To feel at home with this distance that separates me from the things known and unknown.
To feel at home with this distance in my mind that separates me from myself;
And so, I sang myself a lullaby to catch me when I fall in my dreams.
Send me an emoji
😎 - I stalk your blog on the regular
😩 - You’re sexy as fuck
😈 - I wanna fuck you
😊 - I think you’re cool
😍 - I adore you
😘 - I’d date you
🙅 - You ain’t all that
🙈- You make me horny
😝 - I don’t like you
💩 - You’re blog is shit
💋 - I wanna make out with you
💘 - I have a serious crush on you
💦 - You make me wet
🙊 - I wish we talked
🙇 - I worship you
👅 - I wanna eat you out
👎 - Delete your blog
It’s scary to find someone that makes you happy. You starting giving them all your attention because they’re what makes you forget everything bad that’s going on in your life. They’re the first person you want to talk to in the morning and the last one before you sleep just so you can start and end your day with a smile. It all sounds great to have that someone, but it’s scary to think about how easily they could just leave and take that happiness away when they go.
Life is all about decisions. Choose wisely.
It all starts by the time you wake up in the morning. It is up to you whether to be positive since you’re expecting something or be negative since you’re sick of the monotony and mundaneness of things.
It is about the opportunities that come to you. It is on your hands whether to take them or just ignore them all completely. Sometimes, you got to take a huge leap to experience the change you’ve been yearning all year long.
It is about the love you’ve been searching for so long. It lies on your decision whether to confess or just remain silent, waiting for someone else to take up the challenge. You could also just wait for the other party to realize that you love him/her. That is if (s)he’s wise enough to realize your true intentions behind those sweet words you’ve uttered and all the while, you’re just that one “friend” who’s always there. It is also lies on your decision to accept the love that has been laid before you. you should think carefully if you’re ready to reciprocate such love or you prefer more to remain as friends. You could also think of it only as an experience and see whether you’re up to the challenge of loving.
It is about the effort to stay alive amidst the struggles and obstacles that bar your way to success. You may think of them as inspirations to jump high over the hurdles or may remain low-spirited and think of yourself as a complete failure.
Life has more to offer. Many experiences both good and bad will come your way to test you. It is up to you to live it to the fullest or stay living but is dead at the core.
Sunday, February 11, 2018
THOUGHTS: I WILL FOREVER STAY WITH YOU
You’re important to me. I think if there’s anything that will last forever, it’s that. Whether we separate, stay in touch or rarely speak again, you will always be that little someone I really do care for, that I would sacrifice everything for to protect and keep safe
Sometimes you are going to miss a person who was an almost to you. And feel sad because there is no name for that feeling. You just feel it in a way that makes you tired to your very bones.Maybe our love won’t be like the movies. Maybe there won’t be a grand ending, an airport run, a long embrace where the I love you’s come pouring out as fast as the laughs and tears. Maybe it’ll be as simple as breakfast on a weekday. You’ll be drinking coffee, I’ll be eating cereal; I’ll look at you, you’ll look at me, and we’ll just know
Stolen moments were the most treasured realm in romantic pursuit. A moment to where everything was silent and undisturbed. For anything that has moments, time stopped and froze. Moments were the tiny skips of your heart, distinct, rhetorical and undisputed. We cannot control these moments because they eclipsed and momentarily fleeting, akin to a bubble in the still air; unnoticeable. But if you captured moments, freely in motion, it was like you became eternal
At this very moment, time captures us. It feels forever because there are pebbles of memories form in secret. Memories become sentiments. Sentiments reside in your senses. Like how a smell could open a past memory; a taste of food to remember a moment with someone. See? Everything has moments. You just have to be keen on recalling what keeps it worth
I hold your hand to my cheek and feel the warmth once absent make my skin alive again. I press my lips into your palm, imprinting my soul against your lifeline, inhaling the comfort of your touch. I hold your gaze and fall back into familiar pools, a look of love quietly shared, slowly rekindled. When your hand touches mine, it is all I need to know that you are mine and you are here and you are holding me, touching me, hearing the whispers of this heart that waited for yours. I trace the path of your fingertips, my fire mirroring yours. The rest of the coffee shop fades as I lose myself in your touch, your now. Your lips are my passion, your hands are my peace, and you’re home, I’m home — we’re home
And maybe you wanted to go easy on her, you wanted to start slowly, to approach with finesse, and yes, you took control of your howling, throbbing hunger, thirst and desire. But then her glance met your glance, eye to eye, and her scent, her warmth, her wet kissing affirmation gave way to your needs and cravings in pristine affections. So you kissed and clenched in passionate determination, grabbed her hair, bit her neck, soaked up her heat in a fiery relentless embrace, and pulled her away, closer to you, deeper into a world solely ruled by passion, commanded by lust, and with every move and breath she accepted the inevitability reign of your hands and strength and overwhelming manliness, while she felt in her ultimate defeat and surrender as secure and home as never before. She became yours, and in claiming her you became hers as well, lust-laden clearly and in a love beyond time and space forged to last forever.
You know, we are not perfect.
But then again, who really is?
We cant blame ourself on the mistakes we make when we are living. We are really just experiencing life. You live and you learn. There are times where i feel like giving up.
There are times where i feel worthless.
Or times where im insecure about myself.
But once i got older i found out that i’m not the only one facing these problems. I know how much i’m worth. But i wish that i knew that last year.
I know that i deserve more than the way i get treated time on time.
That everytime i show that i care about somebody they use my kindness for weakness. I know and i notice.
And when people keep treating you poorly you become heartless and stop putting your trust in anything or anybody. I know for a fact that i deserve more than keep being hurt while im putting my trust in people. I am not perfect but i know my selfworth. Stop acting like i’m not the one that would be at your doorstep at 5am when you are crying yourself to sleep with red bloodshot eyes from the alcohol. Stop treating me like i am a stranger when i only want the best for you. But who am i fooling. We all know that people leave and that friendships fade away and that you can only depend on yourself at the end of the day. But how nice would it be if people stayed with you thru the good and the bad? That understands you when you make bad decisions. Because even when you marry you promise all those things, all those fantasies that you end up breaking. How could you promise somebody to love them forever when love is just an feeling? A feeling that you could lose when you wake up the next morning.
We are not perfect, but we deserve it.
We been thru too much, we experienced every emotion and every feeling.
And sometimes we are lonely. Sometimes it feels like nobody understands me and that i need to distance myself from people to understand myself a little more. Just to sit back and reflect on everything that happend the past months and how i can carry any further. I know that i am fighting myself sometimes, change is strange but we need to accept it.
We are not perfect, but we are care-taking.
Who wants to be perfect anyway?
Why would you want to live by the rules and do the same thing every day?
I surely am not perfect, but i know that i am strong. I know that i won’t settle for less.
And so should you, the one that feels like their not worth it while you really are. You are so important. You deserve everything you want and you will achieve it. Everybody faces struggles along the way but you sure as hell will reach your destination. Some will take a couple of months to reach it and some take a couple of years. Work on yourself every day and put a lot of love into yourself and see how quick you will start to appreciate yourself more.
We are not perfect, but we are worth it
It is a kind of love, is it not? How the cup holds the tea, how the chair stands sturdy and foursquare, how the floor receives the bottoms of shoes or toes. How soles of feet know where they’re supposed to be. I’ve been thinking about the patience of ordinary things, how clothes wait respectfully in closets and soap dries quietly in the dish, and towels drink the wet from the skin of the back. And the lovely repetition of stairs. And what is more generous than a window?
I say ‘I love you’
to you
too frequently,
because I know that someday
I won’t be able to,
and so before that day,
I want to be able
to say
a lifetime’s worth,
so that you’ll know
that you’re worthy
forever
I want to taste your breath,
as you whisper my name
on the tip of my tongue,
your words caressing it,
making it swell in way that tells you
that
I long for you.
I want to feel
the touch of your fingers
leaving scars down my back,
follicles of your being
meshing with me,
that’ll stay there
for days,
for weeks,
for months,
for years,
so that I’ll always carry
something of you
with me
for eternity.
I want to kiss you,
purple bruises and all,
the image of your arms around me
burned into my mind,
making my face become rosy
when you move
the slightest bit.
Run your hands
through the strands of my hair
and keep me sane
by driving me insane
with
anticipation
and
hesitation.
Love me the way
that I
want to love you,
and stay mine darling
and I’ll forever stay yours
Sometimes you are going to miss a person who was an almost to you. And feel sad because there is no name for that feeling. You just feel it in a way that makes you tired to your very bones.Maybe our love won’t be like the movies. Maybe there won’t be a grand ending, an airport run, a long embrace where the I love you’s come pouring out as fast as the laughs and tears. Maybe it’ll be as simple as breakfast on a weekday. You’ll be drinking coffee, I’ll be eating cereal; I’ll look at you, you’ll look at me, and we’ll just know
Stolen moments were the most treasured realm in romantic pursuit. A moment to where everything was silent and undisturbed. For anything that has moments, time stopped and froze. Moments were the tiny skips of your heart, distinct, rhetorical and undisputed. We cannot control these moments because they eclipsed and momentarily fleeting, akin to a bubble in the still air; unnoticeable. But if you captured moments, freely in motion, it was like you became eternal
At this very moment, time captures us. It feels forever because there are pebbles of memories form in secret. Memories become sentiments. Sentiments reside in your senses. Like how a smell could open a past memory; a taste of food to remember a moment with someone. See? Everything has moments. You just have to be keen on recalling what keeps it worth
I hold your hand to my cheek and feel the warmth once absent make my skin alive again. I press my lips into your palm, imprinting my soul against your lifeline, inhaling the comfort of your touch. I hold your gaze and fall back into familiar pools, a look of love quietly shared, slowly rekindled. When your hand touches mine, it is all I need to know that you are mine and you are here and you are holding me, touching me, hearing the whispers of this heart that waited for yours. I trace the path of your fingertips, my fire mirroring yours. The rest of the coffee shop fades as I lose myself in your touch, your now. Your lips are my passion, your hands are my peace, and you’re home, I’m home — we’re home
And maybe you wanted to go easy on her, you wanted to start slowly, to approach with finesse, and yes, you took control of your howling, throbbing hunger, thirst and desire. But then her glance met your glance, eye to eye, and her scent, her warmth, her wet kissing affirmation gave way to your needs and cravings in pristine affections. So you kissed and clenched in passionate determination, grabbed her hair, bit her neck, soaked up her heat in a fiery relentless embrace, and pulled her away, closer to you, deeper into a world solely ruled by passion, commanded by lust, and with every move and breath she accepted the inevitability reign of your hands and strength and overwhelming manliness, while she felt in her ultimate defeat and surrender as secure and home as never before. She became yours, and in claiming her you became hers as well, lust-laden clearly and in a love beyond time and space forged to last forever.
You know, we are not perfect.
But then again, who really is?
We cant blame ourself on the mistakes we make when we are living. We are really just experiencing life. You live and you learn. There are times where i feel like giving up.
There are times where i feel worthless.
Or times where im insecure about myself.
But once i got older i found out that i’m not the only one facing these problems. I know how much i’m worth. But i wish that i knew that last year.
I know that i deserve more than the way i get treated time on time.
That everytime i show that i care about somebody they use my kindness for weakness. I know and i notice.
And when people keep treating you poorly you become heartless and stop putting your trust in anything or anybody. I know for a fact that i deserve more than keep being hurt while im putting my trust in people. I am not perfect but i know my selfworth. Stop acting like i’m not the one that would be at your doorstep at 5am when you are crying yourself to sleep with red bloodshot eyes from the alcohol. Stop treating me like i am a stranger when i only want the best for you. But who am i fooling. We all know that people leave and that friendships fade away and that you can only depend on yourself at the end of the day. But how nice would it be if people stayed with you thru the good and the bad? That understands you when you make bad decisions. Because even when you marry you promise all those things, all those fantasies that you end up breaking. How could you promise somebody to love them forever when love is just an feeling? A feeling that you could lose when you wake up the next morning.
We are not perfect, but we deserve it.
We been thru too much, we experienced every emotion and every feeling.
And sometimes we are lonely. Sometimes it feels like nobody understands me and that i need to distance myself from people to understand myself a little more. Just to sit back and reflect on everything that happend the past months and how i can carry any further. I know that i am fighting myself sometimes, change is strange but we need to accept it.
We are not perfect, but we are care-taking.
Who wants to be perfect anyway?
Why would you want to live by the rules and do the same thing every day?
I surely am not perfect, but i know that i am strong. I know that i won’t settle for less.
And so should you, the one that feels like their not worth it while you really are. You are so important. You deserve everything you want and you will achieve it. Everybody faces struggles along the way but you sure as hell will reach your destination. Some will take a couple of months to reach it and some take a couple of years. Work on yourself every day and put a lot of love into yourself and see how quick you will start to appreciate yourself more.
We are not perfect, but we are worth it
It is a kind of love, is it not? How the cup holds the tea, how the chair stands sturdy and foursquare, how the floor receives the bottoms of shoes or toes. How soles of feet know where they’re supposed to be. I’ve been thinking about the patience of ordinary things, how clothes wait respectfully in closets and soap dries quietly in the dish, and towels drink the wet from the skin of the back. And the lovely repetition of stairs. And what is more generous than a window?
I say ‘I love you’
to you
too frequently,
because I know that someday
I won’t be able to,
and so before that day,
I want to be able
to say
a lifetime’s worth,
so that you’ll know
that you’re worthy
forever
I want to taste your breath,
as you whisper my name
on the tip of my tongue,
your words caressing it,
making it swell in way that tells you
that
I long for you.
I want to feel
the touch of your fingers
leaving scars down my back,
follicles of your being
meshing with me,
that’ll stay there
for days,
for weeks,
for months,
for years,
so that I’ll always carry
something of you
with me
for eternity.
I want to kiss you,
purple bruises and all,
the image of your arms around me
burned into my mind,
making my face become rosy
when you move
the slightest bit.
Run your hands
through the strands of my hair
and keep me sane
by driving me insane
with
anticipation
and
hesitation.
Love me the way
that I
want to love you,
and stay mine darling
and I’ll forever stay yours
THOUGHTS: SHE LOVE HIS DICK
She loved to linger. Here. At the tip of his cock. She couldn’t get enough. She loved the ridge and how her lips stretched as they slid over him. To bathe him with her tongue was her favorite. She would stroke, swirl, twirl, and flick to her heart’s content. Eventually though, kitten licks become lascivious, mewls become moans, and what was once curious becomes commanding. Lust takes over.
Thursday, January 4, 2018
THOUGHTS: YOUR BRAIN IS LIKE A GARDEN
I just want to remind people that your brain is really like a garden, don’t plant seeds of negativity because that shit will grow, I’ve been practicing heavily on my own self love lately for a some months now and being positive, I’ve definitely seen an improvement on my mental state. Don’t give up, give it a try, drink water, you can’t feed plants soda or juice, that shit will die, it was made for you. Say one thing you like about yourself every day. Write down some goals. Try to be consistent, if you fuck up, that’s okay, start over. You got it
There are many times when I have to remind myself that people who harm others are coming from a place of profound disconnection. It is not easy to recognize the pain such a person is in, especially because they may not be conscious of it themselves. They may present themselves to the world as just fine. If you believe human beings have a potential for deep connection, wisdom and love; the limitation in those peoples’ lives becomes clearer
What you create is always what serves you most. Now, at times, what serves you most is also in alignment with what you desire from your egoic perspective. At other times, there is something more for you that you can only receive by not getting what you wanted. And so, we suggest that you always see yourselves as master creator beings, and we also suggest that you look around for what it is about your current creation that you can now see is serving you better than what you originally desired.
Your growth is inevitable. You are expanding, and you are becoming every single day. But there are circumstances that will accelerate that growth, and those are always the circumstances that you will create.
And this is so because your primary creation is always you. You are the big prize, and when you look within yourself, and you acknowledge that, well then you can see the bigger picture. Then you can see why you have created what you have created for yourself and why you have not created certain conditions and circumstances that you once desired. Make peace with all of your creations, and know that everything serves your greatest and highest good
There are 5 short mantras or sayings that summarise right thinking:
•This is the way it is, for now.
•This was my destiny, ordained by the universe with compassion and wisdom.
•Everything happens for a reason.
•Everything is as it should be.
•It is what it is.
Remembering these 5 thoughts leads to the development of surrender and submission to the universe.
There are many times when I have to remind myself that people who harm others are coming from a place of profound disconnection. It is not easy to recognize the pain such a person is in, especially because they may not be conscious of it themselves. They may present themselves to the world as just fine. If you believe human beings have a potential for deep connection, wisdom and love; the limitation in those peoples’ lives becomes clearer
What you create is always what serves you most. Now, at times, what serves you most is also in alignment with what you desire from your egoic perspective. At other times, there is something more for you that you can only receive by not getting what you wanted. And so, we suggest that you always see yourselves as master creator beings, and we also suggest that you look around for what it is about your current creation that you can now see is serving you better than what you originally desired.
Your growth is inevitable. You are expanding, and you are becoming every single day. But there are circumstances that will accelerate that growth, and those are always the circumstances that you will create.
And this is so because your primary creation is always you. You are the big prize, and when you look within yourself, and you acknowledge that, well then you can see the bigger picture. Then you can see why you have created what you have created for yourself and why you have not created certain conditions and circumstances that you once desired. Make peace with all of your creations, and know that everything serves your greatest and highest good
There are 5 short mantras or sayings that summarise right thinking:
•This is the way it is, for now.
•This was my destiny, ordained by the universe with compassion and wisdom.
•Everything happens for a reason.
•Everything is as it should be.
•It is what it is.
Remembering these 5 thoughts leads to the development of surrender and submission to the universe.
Wednesday, December 13, 2017
THOUGHTS; SO MANY THOUGHTS......THERMODYNAMIC MIRCALES
They want me to talk about you again, like you are a photograph that can be reached in arms length. You’re not. You are miles away; buried in the core of the darkest place in my memory. They want me to remember your apple scented white polo shirt when you held my hand that afternoon; begging me to give you a chance. They want to hear your voice again because lately, I’m not sleeping early because there’s comfort from the songs you gave; which intoxicate my insomnia more. They want me to go home but I told them home is no longer you. My heart, my bones, my veins and artery, my head, my soul they missed you again. But I will keep saying no. Because they have to know, you no longer care
PART 2
If you lose interest in someone, tell them.
If you’re not looking for a relationship, tell the person you’re seeing.
If you’re thinking of ghosting someone, tell them.
If you can’t handle meeting up with someone after all, tell them.
If you’re terrible at responding to messages, tell people.
If you prefer talking in person to texting, tell people.
If you’re seeing several people at the same time, tell them.
If you’re looking for sex rather than dating, tell the person you’re seeing.
It is not difficult to be a decent and honest, open, communicative human being. Respect those whom you interact with and have relationships with by telling the truth instead of leading them on or being deceitful.
PART 3
Insecure men don’t like to admit that they need to get better at anything; admitting that we are imperfect creates a cognitive dissonance that resonates within our minds, and irritates the soul. It’s easier to bury the realization, and paper it over with the facade of machismo.
And I am nothing if not an insecure man. Confronting my own insecurities is scary because it clashes with how I want to view myself - and how I want to believe my partner views me. It was only once I truly embraced the idea that I am, and forever will be, a DEEPLY flawed human being that I was ever able to really begin to grow.
For once I embraced that I was imperfect, I became obsessed with doing everything within my power to erase those imperfections. Not instantly, but gradually, by trying to be one percent better every day. I’ll never truly succeed of course, because perfect is an inherently subjective construct, but at least by accepting that I am weak, and flawed, and imperfect, I have allowed myself the freedom to pursue greatness.
As a dominant that freedom to accept that I am all of these things, is how I show my strength
PART 4
There is something deeply comforting about the vastness of space. No matter how big our problems are, no matter how large they seem to us, to the universe we aren’t even blips on its radar. We exist so briefly that for the universe we are a millisecond of a milliseconds worth of existence. Whenever I gaze at the stars and then look back at my greatest problem of the day, suddenly everything seems so very small and so very insignificant. We get a millisecond of a milliseconds worth of life. Why not spend as much of that as we can trying to be happy and doing the things we love instead of making ourselves ache?
PART 5
Sometimes people choose each other out of hunger mistaking it for love. And no matter how much love they try to feed each other, the hunger only grows and grows, until they have nothing left to devour but each other
PART 6
I am done letting you grind my heart to powder to get high on the love I have for you, just to leave again searching for something better. I am not a habit for you to turn to on bad days, I am the healing you so desperately need and cannot see.
PART 7
It’s not me, it’s you. I am not going to sit here and pretend the problem was me when very clearly it was you. You don’t get to treat me like I am nothing but a fire you need to warm your hands by only to douse it out when the time has come to leave. I am not a glass of water for you to drink from and throw the rest into the sink. You don’t get to spread a wildfire in my heart, burn this forest I have tended so carefully to the ground and walk away with a slap on the wrist like “it’s not you, it’s me”. I am better than that, I am the healing you desperately needed but chose not to see. So forgive me for saying what needs to be said here, it was unequivocally, a hundred percent you, not an ounce of this was on me
PART 8
First you count the stars that died to bring you to life by listening to your heartbeat, Then you close your eyes and feel the nebulae moving slowly in your blood, Then you feel the universe brimming through the thoughts in your mind. And slowly you count your eyelashes like they are constellations, as you finally recognise the fabric of your soul under your skin
PART 9
You meet someone as deep as the sea, and just when you spend a lifetime figuring them out, you find out there are still massive lakes to explore that exist under that sea
PART 10
I am teaching myself how to take up space. How to not apologise constantly for the way I live and breathe. How an apology isn’t something I am supposed to say before I speak in a conversation. How I’m so sorry, isn’t something I have to say before I just allow myself the basic right of speaking about anything.
I am teaching myself that I am allowed to exist on this planet without thinking of myself as a burden. How to not apologise for things that are out of my control. How to understand when people are trying to manipulate me into thinking the worst of myself and most of all how to stop thinking the very worst of myself as I deserve better than that from myself.
I am teaching myself that humans can exist without assuming the very worst about themselves and how the people around them perceive them. How to not apologise when someone bumps into me and I immidiately assume it is my fault. How to not apologise when I ask a question because I think others will think I am stupid. How to love myself for these flawed bits of me no one has ever wanted to love before.
I am teaching myself that all the lies my abusers told me about myself were so very wrong. How I am allowed to make mistakes. How as long as I apologise and amend things, anything is fixable if I still have love in my heart for the other person. How not everything that has ever gone wrong in every relationship is my fault.
I am finally learning how to take up space as a human being. It’s taken a long, long road to get here. And I still have a very long way to go before I am done understanding that it is my job to take up space, that I am not just an afterthought or a secondary character in this gift of life I have been given. That who I am is not an apology, that who I am is not wrong.
PART 11
However difficult you think you are, there is someone out there who will love you.
They will hold your hand through your anxiety. They will be there for you even on your worst, angriest days. They will allow you to grow and evolve in the way you need. And even when you make mistakes, they will take the time to understand you and forgive you.
Love is not a thing that needs to be earned by changing yourself from the person you are. You can better yourself, but never ever think you need to better yourself for anyone other than yourself. Those kind of changes never last.
This is the kind of love you deserve. This is the kind of love you need. No one is too difficult to love when they have love in their hearts to give to others. Please don’t believe whoever told you that you will never find the love you need, not even yourself. Don’t tell yourself that changing who you are will get you the love you need. Because this you, all raw, all broken is still beautiful, is incredibly wonderful to someone.
Believe in yourself. You are not too difficult to love.
And you deserve love. Just like this. Just as you are.
PART 12
To say it was painful is an understatement. To say that you hurt me is an even bigger understatement. The truth is, if you had left a dozen stab wounds on my body, the way you did to my mind and heart, you would be imprisoned but no one ever imprisons anyone for the near-fatal crime of breaking someone’s heart. It took me years to get over you. It took me days to simply pull myself together and lead a normal life. It took so long that the pain began to feel like second nature to me, it began to feel like it was consumption rather than just heartbreak.
And still, as I sit here writing this, I want to say thank you. You were the universe’s present, wisdom in the form of a human, sent to me at just the right time, to tell me how much I need to evolve and grow and become someone who I am proud of. I needed to have my heart broken this badly. I needed to be hurt this much to know how deeply I feel, how much I truly can love. I needed to breathe and feel the pain to this extent. You gave me this and for that I am forever grateful. You have changed me as a human, fundamentally and forever.
So wherever you are, despite the pain you caused me, I hope nothing but the best for you. I want to thank you for the heartbreak. I want to thank you for being a lesson to me in so many ways. I want to thank you for the damage you did to me. Because without that damage I do not think I would be the very best version of me. The me I see and feel today.
PART 13
One day you will find someone who doesn’t look at you and see only the broken pieces. Instead they will see the light that shines through those cracks. They will help you grow flowers within those pieces of you that you assume will never live or breathe or grow again.
One day you will find someone who doesn’t allow you to see only the worst in yourself. Instead they will show you the same reflection in the mirror that you have come to hate so much and show you the flecks of gold that you have constantly missed seeing in your own eyes, the beauty of your soul as it resides inside your face, the softness inside your heart that glows so beautifully through.
One day you will find someone who shows you that everything that scares you can be defeated. They stand by you and hand you the weapons that will defeat your demons, never once trying to fix you, instead giving you the confidence that you can and you will fix yourself. They are the person who will cheer you on the most, never feeling insecure of your successes, instead encouraging you to grow more successful everyday.
One day you will find someone who will aid you to become the best version of yourself. They show you how brave you truly are and give you perspective on the things that have tried to destroy you. They let you fall apart when you need to and help you piece yourself back together again. Their love for you gets you through everything.
One day you will find someone who brings you healing. They take your hand and walk besides you on this path which you think you are completely alone on. They allow you to take in everything around you at your own pace and at your own time. And most importantly they help you to evolve into the person you need to be. They help you become the hero in your own story.
PART 14
The strongest ones, the most confident ones, the ones who look like they have never needed love from anyone but themselves, those are the people that need love the most. You see, they’ve become so good at hiding their hurt, their pain that people simply forget that they too feel just as insecure and vulnerable as everybody else. They’re expected to laugh through their problems because thats what they have always done and the support that they give others is never returned because no one thinks they need it.
They are so used to be everyone else’s rock, everyone else’s crying shoulder, everyone else’s human to turn to, that when it comes to their own pain, they simply bottle it up and put it away. They cry alone, they hurt alone, they never tell anyone about their nightmares or how cruel life is really being because if they do, they’re afraid people will not see them as strong anymore. They are afraid of crumbling in front of anyone else because they do not want to seem weak and broken.
The strongest ones of us need support more than anything in the world because of being strong so very long that when they fall apart, it is not just a human falling to pieces and recovering, it is an avalanche, a volcanic eruption, the amount of pain that you could not imagine possible for a human to hold within themselves. The strongest people, the toughest ones, disguise their tears behind smiles and avert their eyes when in pain once too often.
This is why it is so important to ask “Are you okay?” more than once sometimes, especially from someone who is that strong. This is why it is important to allow our hearts to understand what our minds cannot when we see someone’s smile change, or their eyes show something their demeanor cannot.
The strongest ones of us need support the most. Because when the time comes to rely on someone they don’t know how, they don’t know how to reach out for a hand as they are so used to being the rock for everyone else that hurts.
PART 15
The cruelest thing that someone can do to you is first claim to love you more than anything in the world. That they have never seen anything as exquisite as you. That you are every star in the night sky, you have a love to give sweeter than any they have ever tasted. That they will never leave you, because my goodness, look at what all you have to give, they are content, they are content, they are content. And then one day, out of the blue they do.
The cruelest thing that someone can do to you is lull you into a false sense of security. Convince you that this, this is the forever love you have been looking for. This is the kind of love you needed all this time, the kind of love you have craved and let you get comfortable in it because it will last, it will last, it will last. And then, one day, they wrap all of their love into a bundle and walk away without a second glance back at you.
The cruelest thing someone can do is convince you that you will be enough for them. That there will never be another that makes them feel this way, play with their hair, tease them, make them coffee in the morning just the way they like it, you are a language that has become their mothertongue, and one cannot forget their mothertongue. And then, one day, they forget all about you, like you never existed and you are left with this language in your mouth that no one else speaks.
The cruelest thing someone can do is simply leave without warning after promising you a life together. They take this soft heart of yours and love it until it’s so full only to throw it to the ground and crush it into a million pieces. They take everything you built together and take a hammer to it like it is nothing but a glass house that is meant to be destroyed. This is the cruelest thing that someone can do to you. Disappear without a warning when they swore they would love you.
PART 16
The things that hurt you, that caused you pain do not define you. Nothing that broke you, caused you the most intense damage, deserves the right to define who you are. They are things that happened to you, that evolved you as a person that changed you, but they still do not get the right define your beautiful, brilliant soul which contains a tiny universe as vast as the one you see as endless in the night sky.
What does define you is your survival, your ability to have experienced terrible things and still, found it inside yourself to survive, to have the kind of courage so many would not dream of, to grow wings where yours had been taken and cut down. You are made of beautiful, incredible, impossible things and your trauma does not get to trick you into believing that it is the only thing about you that matters.
The person who you were before damage came for you, that person is long gone and they will not be coming back, but remnants of them remain. Together the damage and the past before it have made you a brand new human, a stronger human, a better human.
You have forged yourself. From the very womb of your sadness, from the womb of your old self, you have come out, borne of heartache and pain. So no. After all that fighting you have done, your trauma does not get to define you, my dear heart.
You are whole despite it. A better, braver, stronger you in every single way.
And believe me, the universe is proud of you, you are fulfilling your purpose here in every single way.
PART 17
I am sorry someone loved you badly, and that they made you feel like you take up more space than you deserve. I am sorry they abandoned you when you need them the most and it has made you believe that love is an awful thing that hurts
PART 18
Ask a woman if size matters, and she will usually say “no”.
However, women who have had sex with a man with a big cock know better. A cock that is larger in girth and length creates a more pleasurable experience for her, if the man it is attached to knows how to use it.
GIven the choice between a large cock and an average cock, a woman will choose a large cock almost every time. Why? Well, here are 4 reasons:
1. Every nerve inside of her pussy is being stimulated at the same time. The vagina has many pressure-sensitive nerve endings that detect sensations of stretching, and these sensors can be finely tuned to detect variations in penis girth. Also, an average-sized cock only stimulates some of these nerve endings as it moves in and out, but a big cock stimulates all of them at the same time. The combination of these 2 can cause a sensory overload, which she loves!
2. She feels a big cock in places deep inside of her. An average cock can only go so deep inside of her, which is usually enough. However, the vagina can accept a much longer cock when she is extremely turned on, and a larger cock reaches places that she is not normally used to feeling.
3. She finds a man with a big cock more attractive than a man with an average or small cock. Knowing that a man with a big cock wants to have sex with her is a turn on for her. She likes that she beats out other women who want to have sex with him.
4. She can orgasm faster and multiple times because the girth stretches her labia and pulls her clitoris closer to her vagina, thus rubbing against his cock with every stroke,
PART 19
What if we could depend on ourselves?
Took responsibility for our actions?
Imagine if we stopped blaming world for our own inadequate efforts.
for not understanding, or being interested
Imagine…
What if we broke from the pattern
We could break from our relationship with pain
Instead of suffering…
We could quit glorifying the anguish, Identifying with it
Quit the perpetual reopening of wounds in need of healing
Instead of scars, and resentment, we could have beauty, and kindness
Meaning…
What if we maintained our wellness,
instead of maintaining the image?
The idea that we are broken,
that we can not fix this.
what if, there were no missing pieces,
and we had everything we needed?
Imagine…
PART 20
Thermodynamic miracles... events with odds against so astronomical they're effectively impossible, like oxygen spontaneously becoming gold. I long to observe such a thing.
PART 2
If you lose interest in someone, tell them.
If you’re not looking for a relationship, tell the person you’re seeing.
If you’re thinking of ghosting someone, tell them.
If you can’t handle meeting up with someone after all, tell them.
If you’re terrible at responding to messages, tell people.
If you prefer talking in person to texting, tell people.
If you’re seeing several people at the same time, tell them.
If you’re looking for sex rather than dating, tell the person you’re seeing.
It is not difficult to be a decent and honest, open, communicative human being. Respect those whom you interact with and have relationships with by telling the truth instead of leading them on or being deceitful.
PART 3
Insecure men don’t like to admit that they need to get better at anything; admitting that we are imperfect creates a cognitive dissonance that resonates within our minds, and irritates the soul. It’s easier to bury the realization, and paper it over with the facade of machismo.
And I am nothing if not an insecure man. Confronting my own insecurities is scary because it clashes with how I want to view myself - and how I want to believe my partner views me. It was only once I truly embraced the idea that I am, and forever will be, a DEEPLY flawed human being that I was ever able to really begin to grow.
For once I embraced that I was imperfect, I became obsessed with doing everything within my power to erase those imperfections. Not instantly, but gradually, by trying to be one percent better every day. I’ll never truly succeed of course, because perfect is an inherently subjective construct, but at least by accepting that I am weak, and flawed, and imperfect, I have allowed myself the freedom to pursue greatness.
As a dominant that freedom to accept that I am all of these things, is how I show my strength
PART 4
There is something deeply comforting about the vastness of space. No matter how big our problems are, no matter how large they seem to us, to the universe we aren’t even blips on its radar. We exist so briefly that for the universe we are a millisecond of a milliseconds worth of existence. Whenever I gaze at the stars and then look back at my greatest problem of the day, suddenly everything seems so very small and so very insignificant. We get a millisecond of a milliseconds worth of life. Why not spend as much of that as we can trying to be happy and doing the things we love instead of making ourselves ache?
PART 5
Sometimes people choose each other out of hunger mistaking it for love. And no matter how much love they try to feed each other, the hunger only grows and grows, until they have nothing left to devour but each other
PART 6
I am done letting you grind my heart to powder to get high on the love I have for you, just to leave again searching for something better. I am not a habit for you to turn to on bad days, I am the healing you so desperately need and cannot see.
PART 7
It’s not me, it’s you. I am not going to sit here and pretend the problem was me when very clearly it was you. You don’t get to treat me like I am nothing but a fire you need to warm your hands by only to douse it out when the time has come to leave. I am not a glass of water for you to drink from and throw the rest into the sink. You don’t get to spread a wildfire in my heart, burn this forest I have tended so carefully to the ground and walk away with a slap on the wrist like “it’s not you, it’s me”. I am better than that, I am the healing you desperately needed but chose not to see. So forgive me for saying what needs to be said here, it was unequivocally, a hundred percent you, not an ounce of this was on me
PART 8
First you count the stars that died to bring you to life by listening to your heartbeat, Then you close your eyes and feel the nebulae moving slowly in your blood, Then you feel the universe brimming through the thoughts in your mind. And slowly you count your eyelashes like they are constellations, as you finally recognise the fabric of your soul under your skin
PART 9
You meet someone as deep as the sea, and just when you spend a lifetime figuring them out, you find out there are still massive lakes to explore that exist under that sea
PART 10
I am teaching myself how to take up space. How to not apologise constantly for the way I live and breathe. How an apology isn’t something I am supposed to say before I speak in a conversation. How I’m so sorry, isn’t something I have to say before I just allow myself the basic right of speaking about anything.
I am teaching myself that I am allowed to exist on this planet without thinking of myself as a burden. How to not apologise for things that are out of my control. How to understand when people are trying to manipulate me into thinking the worst of myself and most of all how to stop thinking the very worst of myself as I deserve better than that from myself.
I am teaching myself that humans can exist without assuming the very worst about themselves and how the people around them perceive them. How to not apologise when someone bumps into me and I immidiately assume it is my fault. How to not apologise when I ask a question because I think others will think I am stupid. How to love myself for these flawed bits of me no one has ever wanted to love before.
I am teaching myself that all the lies my abusers told me about myself were so very wrong. How I am allowed to make mistakes. How as long as I apologise and amend things, anything is fixable if I still have love in my heart for the other person. How not everything that has ever gone wrong in every relationship is my fault.
I am finally learning how to take up space as a human being. It’s taken a long, long road to get here. And I still have a very long way to go before I am done understanding that it is my job to take up space, that I am not just an afterthought or a secondary character in this gift of life I have been given. That who I am is not an apology, that who I am is not wrong.
PART 11
However difficult you think you are, there is someone out there who will love you.
They will hold your hand through your anxiety. They will be there for you even on your worst, angriest days. They will allow you to grow and evolve in the way you need. And even when you make mistakes, they will take the time to understand you and forgive you.
Love is not a thing that needs to be earned by changing yourself from the person you are. You can better yourself, but never ever think you need to better yourself for anyone other than yourself. Those kind of changes never last.
This is the kind of love you deserve. This is the kind of love you need. No one is too difficult to love when they have love in their hearts to give to others. Please don’t believe whoever told you that you will never find the love you need, not even yourself. Don’t tell yourself that changing who you are will get you the love you need. Because this you, all raw, all broken is still beautiful, is incredibly wonderful to someone.
Believe in yourself. You are not too difficult to love.
And you deserve love. Just like this. Just as you are.
PART 12
To say it was painful is an understatement. To say that you hurt me is an even bigger understatement. The truth is, if you had left a dozen stab wounds on my body, the way you did to my mind and heart, you would be imprisoned but no one ever imprisons anyone for the near-fatal crime of breaking someone’s heart. It took me years to get over you. It took me days to simply pull myself together and lead a normal life. It took so long that the pain began to feel like second nature to me, it began to feel like it was consumption rather than just heartbreak.
And still, as I sit here writing this, I want to say thank you. You were the universe’s present, wisdom in the form of a human, sent to me at just the right time, to tell me how much I need to evolve and grow and become someone who I am proud of. I needed to have my heart broken this badly. I needed to be hurt this much to know how deeply I feel, how much I truly can love. I needed to breathe and feel the pain to this extent. You gave me this and for that I am forever grateful. You have changed me as a human, fundamentally and forever.
So wherever you are, despite the pain you caused me, I hope nothing but the best for you. I want to thank you for the heartbreak. I want to thank you for being a lesson to me in so many ways. I want to thank you for the damage you did to me. Because without that damage I do not think I would be the very best version of me. The me I see and feel today.
PART 13
One day you will find someone who doesn’t look at you and see only the broken pieces. Instead they will see the light that shines through those cracks. They will help you grow flowers within those pieces of you that you assume will never live or breathe or grow again.
One day you will find someone who doesn’t allow you to see only the worst in yourself. Instead they will show you the same reflection in the mirror that you have come to hate so much and show you the flecks of gold that you have constantly missed seeing in your own eyes, the beauty of your soul as it resides inside your face, the softness inside your heart that glows so beautifully through.
One day you will find someone who shows you that everything that scares you can be defeated. They stand by you and hand you the weapons that will defeat your demons, never once trying to fix you, instead giving you the confidence that you can and you will fix yourself. They are the person who will cheer you on the most, never feeling insecure of your successes, instead encouraging you to grow more successful everyday.
One day you will find someone who will aid you to become the best version of yourself. They show you how brave you truly are and give you perspective on the things that have tried to destroy you. They let you fall apart when you need to and help you piece yourself back together again. Their love for you gets you through everything.
One day you will find someone who brings you healing. They take your hand and walk besides you on this path which you think you are completely alone on. They allow you to take in everything around you at your own pace and at your own time. And most importantly they help you to evolve into the person you need to be. They help you become the hero in your own story.
PART 14
The strongest ones, the most confident ones, the ones who look like they have never needed love from anyone but themselves, those are the people that need love the most. You see, they’ve become so good at hiding their hurt, their pain that people simply forget that they too feel just as insecure and vulnerable as everybody else. They’re expected to laugh through their problems because thats what they have always done and the support that they give others is never returned because no one thinks they need it.
They are so used to be everyone else’s rock, everyone else’s crying shoulder, everyone else’s human to turn to, that when it comes to their own pain, they simply bottle it up and put it away. They cry alone, they hurt alone, they never tell anyone about their nightmares or how cruel life is really being because if they do, they’re afraid people will not see them as strong anymore. They are afraid of crumbling in front of anyone else because they do not want to seem weak and broken.
The strongest ones of us need support more than anything in the world because of being strong so very long that when they fall apart, it is not just a human falling to pieces and recovering, it is an avalanche, a volcanic eruption, the amount of pain that you could not imagine possible for a human to hold within themselves. The strongest people, the toughest ones, disguise their tears behind smiles and avert their eyes when in pain once too often.
This is why it is so important to ask “Are you okay?” more than once sometimes, especially from someone who is that strong. This is why it is important to allow our hearts to understand what our minds cannot when we see someone’s smile change, or their eyes show something their demeanor cannot.
The strongest ones of us need support the most. Because when the time comes to rely on someone they don’t know how, they don’t know how to reach out for a hand as they are so used to being the rock for everyone else that hurts.
PART 15
The cruelest thing that someone can do to you is first claim to love you more than anything in the world. That they have never seen anything as exquisite as you. That you are every star in the night sky, you have a love to give sweeter than any they have ever tasted. That they will never leave you, because my goodness, look at what all you have to give, they are content, they are content, they are content. And then one day, out of the blue they do.
The cruelest thing that someone can do to you is lull you into a false sense of security. Convince you that this, this is the forever love you have been looking for. This is the kind of love you needed all this time, the kind of love you have craved and let you get comfortable in it because it will last, it will last, it will last. And then, one day, they wrap all of their love into a bundle and walk away without a second glance back at you.
The cruelest thing someone can do is convince you that you will be enough for them. That there will never be another that makes them feel this way, play with their hair, tease them, make them coffee in the morning just the way they like it, you are a language that has become their mothertongue, and one cannot forget their mothertongue. And then, one day, they forget all about you, like you never existed and you are left with this language in your mouth that no one else speaks.
The cruelest thing someone can do is simply leave without warning after promising you a life together. They take this soft heart of yours and love it until it’s so full only to throw it to the ground and crush it into a million pieces. They take everything you built together and take a hammer to it like it is nothing but a glass house that is meant to be destroyed. This is the cruelest thing that someone can do to you. Disappear without a warning when they swore they would love you.
PART 16
The things that hurt you, that caused you pain do not define you. Nothing that broke you, caused you the most intense damage, deserves the right to define who you are. They are things that happened to you, that evolved you as a person that changed you, but they still do not get the right define your beautiful, brilliant soul which contains a tiny universe as vast as the one you see as endless in the night sky.
What does define you is your survival, your ability to have experienced terrible things and still, found it inside yourself to survive, to have the kind of courage so many would not dream of, to grow wings where yours had been taken and cut down. You are made of beautiful, incredible, impossible things and your trauma does not get to trick you into believing that it is the only thing about you that matters.
The person who you were before damage came for you, that person is long gone and they will not be coming back, but remnants of them remain. Together the damage and the past before it have made you a brand new human, a stronger human, a better human.
You have forged yourself. From the very womb of your sadness, from the womb of your old self, you have come out, borne of heartache and pain. So no. After all that fighting you have done, your trauma does not get to define you, my dear heart.
You are whole despite it. A better, braver, stronger you in every single way.
And believe me, the universe is proud of you, you are fulfilling your purpose here in every single way.
PART 17
I am sorry someone loved you badly, and that they made you feel like you take up more space than you deserve. I am sorry they abandoned you when you need them the most and it has made you believe that love is an awful thing that hurts
PART 18
Ask a woman if size matters, and she will usually say “no”.
However, women who have had sex with a man with a big cock know better. A cock that is larger in girth and length creates a more pleasurable experience for her, if the man it is attached to knows how to use it.
GIven the choice between a large cock and an average cock, a woman will choose a large cock almost every time. Why? Well, here are 4 reasons:
1. Every nerve inside of her pussy is being stimulated at the same time. The vagina has many pressure-sensitive nerve endings that detect sensations of stretching, and these sensors can be finely tuned to detect variations in penis girth. Also, an average-sized cock only stimulates some of these nerve endings as it moves in and out, but a big cock stimulates all of them at the same time. The combination of these 2 can cause a sensory overload, which she loves!
2. She feels a big cock in places deep inside of her. An average cock can only go so deep inside of her, which is usually enough. However, the vagina can accept a much longer cock when she is extremely turned on, and a larger cock reaches places that she is not normally used to feeling.
3. She finds a man with a big cock more attractive than a man with an average or small cock. Knowing that a man with a big cock wants to have sex with her is a turn on for her. She likes that she beats out other women who want to have sex with him.
4. She can orgasm faster and multiple times because the girth stretches her labia and pulls her clitoris closer to her vagina, thus rubbing against his cock with every stroke,
PART 19
What if we could depend on ourselves?
Took responsibility for our actions?
Imagine if we stopped blaming world for our own inadequate efforts.
for not understanding, or being interested
Imagine…
What if we broke from the pattern
We could break from our relationship with pain
Instead of suffering…
We could quit glorifying the anguish, Identifying with it
Quit the perpetual reopening of wounds in need of healing
Instead of scars, and resentment, we could have beauty, and kindness
Meaning…
What if we maintained our wellness,
instead of maintaining the image?
The idea that we are broken,
that we can not fix this.
what if, there were no missing pieces,
and we had everything we needed?
Imagine…
PART 20
Thermodynamic miracles... events with odds against so astronomical they're effectively impossible, like oxygen spontaneously becoming gold. I long to observe such a thing.
And yet, in each human coupling, a thousand million sperm vie for a single egg. Multiply those odds by countless generations, against the odds of your ancestors being alive; meeting; siring this precise son; that exact daughter... Until your mother loves a man she has every reason to hate, and of that union, of the thousand million children competing for fertilization, it was you, only you, that emerged. To distill so specific a form from that chaos of improbability, like turning air to gold... that is the crowning unlikelihood. The thermodynamic miracle.
But...if me, my birth, if that's a thermodynamic miracle... I mean, you could say that about anybody in the world!.
Yes. Anybody in the world. ..But the world is so full of people, so crowded with these miracles that they become commonplace and we forget... I forget. We gaze continually at the world and it grows dull in our perceptions. Yet seen from the another's vantage point. As if new, it may still take our breath away.
Saturday, December 9, 2017
THOUGHTS: I AM ADDICTED TO YOU
You don’t look for recognition. You don’t care if they know your name. You don’t listen what they say, what they think, and try to make you understand, for you have understood enough to know, you are not here to make yourself a name. You are not alive to hunt down fame, glory, play prestigious games. You know names are words blown in the wind, written words on the beach about to be washed away by oceans of shame. You are here to love, to worship the one, to mold, create a love which lasts in time and space as a echo in the wind of a happiness which stays, remains in hearts and souls of this beautiful earth. So if they ask, what they rarely do, what you mean with being a man, you kiss your woman, shoulder her gently and smile, before you go.
And you hug, feel, swear, and pledge she will be safe, she will always be seen, always be heard, always be home in your arms. You will help, support, empower, enforce. You will convince with confidence, love with strength, adore with force, so there will never be a doubt, never be a concern, no fear, no worry ever present in her heart. You are her man, her shield, her fortress of faith, her rock and knight in stormy nights, her sun and moon in the dark and cold, her everlasting smile, her all-encompassing peace, her word of truth and reassuring pride, that she is loved, taken, claimed and owned by you, her man, for eternity
Take her into your gentle hands. Look at her with your loving eyes. Embrace her with your strong steady arms, and breathe with her along your stalwart faithful heart, and she will feel the rhythm, the enduring strength. She will feel the safety and the defining force, and all she has to do is to allow this kiss, to allow this love, to give you the chance to love her to the fullest, with utmost clarity, with the reigning pride of a man who found his woman. And all she needs to do is to lay back, be kissed, cherished and caressed in your enclosing passion, be cared for, treasured and worshiped within your uncompromising admiration, be happy, lighthearted, playful and joyful, and you will gladly take care of the rest.
i find you
on a day in summer
sun setting down
casting you in gold
and it isn’t our time
you find me
on a wintry night
with an inch of snow
lips numb, skin cold
and it isn’t our time
i find you
at dawn in spring
grass wet with dew
you’ve grown old
and it isn’t our time
you find me
in autumn at dusk
leaves falling around us
my name in stone
and it isn’t our time
I am addicted to you
My heart knows it
A pleasurable yet fatal fix
A craving that will ultimately destroy me
My sanity washed away
My common sense you’ve burnt it
I am addicted to you
My soul knows it
You are a toxic craving I cannot let go off
I despise myself for being weak
For making promises to let go I never keep
Shame and euphoria own me equally
I wish I could quit
Lose this desire for you and your toxic love
Lost on the brink of despair
You’ve taken everything and I have smiled while you’ve stolen every good thing that was mine
I am addicted to you and the worst thing is
You know it
And you hug, feel, swear, and pledge she will be safe, she will always be seen, always be heard, always be home in your arms. You will help, support, empower, enforce. You will convince with confidence, love with strength, adore with force, so there will never be a doubt, never be a concern, no fear, no worry ever present in her heart. You are her man, her shield, her fortress of faith, her rock and knight in stormy nights, her sun and moon in the dark and cold, her everlasting smile, her all-encompassing peace, her word of truth and reassuring pride, that she is loved, taken, claimed and owned by you, her man, for eternity
Take her into your gentle hands. Look at her with your loving eyes. Embrace her with your strong steady arms, and breathe with her along your stalwart faithful heart, and she will feel the rhythm, the enduring strength. She will feel the safety and the defining force, and all she has to do is to allow this kiss, to allow this love, to give you the chance to love her to the fullest, with utmost clarity, with the reigning pride of a man who found his woman. And all she needs to do is to lay back, be kissed, cherished and caressed in your enclosing passion, be cared for, treasured and worshiped within your uncompromising admiration, be happy, lighthearted, playful and joyful, and you will gladly take care of the rest.
i find you
on a day in summer
sun setting down
casting you in gold
and it isn’t our time
you find me
on a wintry night
with an inch of snow
lips numb, skin cold
and it isn’t our time
i find you
at dawn in spring
grass wet with dew
you’ve grown old
and it isn’t our time
you find me
in autumn at dusk
leaves falling around us
my name in stone
and it isn’t our time
I am addicted to you
My heart knows it
A pleasurable yet fatal fix
A craving that will ultimately destroy me
My sanity washed away
My common sense you’ve burnt it
I am addicted to you
My soul knows it
You are a toxic craving I cannot let go off
I despise myself for being weak
For making promises to let go I never keep
Shame and euphoria own me equally
I wish I could quit
Lose this desire for you and your toxic love
Lost on the brink of despair
You’ve taken everything and I have smiled while you’ve stolen every good thing that was mine
I am addicted to you and the worst thing is
You know it
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