Saturday, August 18, 2012
THOUGHTS: LOVE IS SOMEONE BEARING WITNESS TO YOUR LIFE
Sex in the City Episode called expiration dating. The idea of falling for someone with whom there was a bulit-in time limit seemed terrifying at first, until I realized...but isn't that what death is? People are drawn to people who they can learn from, and intimacy is a deep learning. The exchange is uniquely wonderful with someone who know the lyrics to the same songs you do. i think of one who walk the path with me when it is smooth and when it was rocky, when ti was cook to know me and when it was cool to put me down, when I was laughing like a loon and when I was crying like a child. She is the one who seen me. That is the ultimate value, I think of relationship that move throught the years without dissolving. Someone bearing witness to your life. You don't experience yourself in a vacuum, someone else know your story. There were as excited as you were when something marvelous happened to you and they never said...I told you so when you did something stupid you would later regret. They have faith in the longer narrative of your life. They've see you grow from your losses as well as your wins.
SPIRITUAL/ THOUGHTS: QUESTION: WHY CAN'T I MEET THE RIGHT WOMAN OR MAN?
Why can't I meet the right man or woman?
It implies that there is someone out there, maybe in Mongolia or somewhere, and if only you knew where he or she was, then you could pop over on the next flight.
But since metaphsically nothing is outside of us---everything we experience is a reflection of what's going on in our head---there's no point in flying to Mongolia if we're not already the perfect fit for our ideal partner. nd once we are ready, we needn't go anywhere because he or she will simply appear.
The truth is ...u have to ask yourself....why do u keep love at bay. Most of the answer is:
-I act needy
-I attract men, but then I start acting like a man, myself and so the leave
-I get jealous
-I get angry
-I'm controlling
-I'm desperate to have kid and men can feel it
-I"m not patience enough
Can you see my your great love isn't here yet?
It time to work. Time to do all the work, internally and externally that goes along with preparing yourself as the gift you really are ...not as an assortment set of fragmented emotions, unhealed neuroses and broken dreams. The most important thing to work on, always is the nature of our thoughts. Whenever we believe that a situation is lacking, we create more lack. Why? Because lack is our core belief, Believing your lack, you attarcat more lack. I lack love in my life is not a thought that invites a partner.
It can take a lot of years before you arrive at love's door with little no not baggeage. There might have been struggles galore making all the shifts, from neediness to self-confidence, controlling to surrendered, anxious to lighthearted, demanding to grateful, overreactive to nonreactive, critical to supportive, blaming to forgiving, not to mention flannel to lace., But once your arrive, you really arrive.
Experience teaches you how to make better choices.If unworthy opportunities are offered you, you'll know to give them the pass. Sometimes it;s the pain of love that transforms you into someone who has the courage to take it on.
It implies that there is someone out there, maybe in Mongolia or somewhere, and if only you knew where he or she was, then you could pop over on the next flight.
But since metaphsically nothing is outside of us---everything we experience is a reflection of what's going on in our head---there's no point in flying to Mongolia if we're not already the perfect fit for our ideal partner. nd once we are ready, we needn't go anywhere because he or she will simply appear.
The truth is ...u have to ask yourself....why do u keep love at bay. Most of the answer is:
-I act needy
-I attract men, but then I start acting like a man, myself and so the leave
-I get jealous
-I get angry
-I'm controlling
-I'm desperate to have kid and men can feel it
-I"m not patience enough
Can you see my your great love isn't here yet?
It time to work. Time to do all the work, internally and externally that goes along with preparing yourself as the gift you really are ...not as an assortment set of fragmented emotions, unhealed neuroses and broken dreams. The most important thing to work on, always is the nature of our thoughts. Whenever we believe that a situation is lacking, we create more lack. Why? Because lack is our core belief, Believing your lack, you attarcat more lack. I lack love in my life is not a thought that invites a partner.
It can take a lot of years before you arrive at love's door with little no not baggeage. There might have been struggles galore making all the shifts, from neediness to self-confidence, controlling to surrendered, anxious to lighthearted, demanding to grateful, overreactive to nonreactive, critical to supportive, blaming to forgiving, not to mention flannel to lace., But once your arrive, you really arrive.
Experience teaches you how to make better choices.If unworthy opportunities are offered you, you'll know to give them the pass. Sometimes it;s the pain of love that transforms you into someone who has the courage to take it on.
POETRY: I WISH FOR YOU
I stood in the moonlight saturated with your love
A cool night breeze on my face
The magic of your warm touch at hand
You were the only one I ever sought
The only one in an ocean of choices
So many faces, so many names
Like running through broad green pastures on a bright sunny day, I chased after you with a surreal joy
The smell of flowers thick in the air
Your love sweeps over me as did those warm summers breezes when we first met
Our hearts once mingled as one when we were together
I can't stop thinking of you at the moment
My heart hanging precipitously in the balance of hope
Will you love me again as you once did?
Or will I see the moonlight again in silence?
The hurt of silence knows no bounds
Please reward me again with the sound of your voice
2
You are in my dreams,
whether it be day or night.
You are in my dreams
and I love your insight.
You are in my dreams,
you shine like a light.
You are in my dreams,
so clear and bright.
You are in my dreams
and now I know everything will be alright.
3
Where I belong
I know there are times, too many to count
when you're all alone, with no-one around
and you find yourself in moments of grief
with no-one to turn to, to find some relief
and now more than ever, you need a strong man
to keep you from sinking, to take you by hand
to help you get over the hurdles you face
to wipe away tears as they run down your face
to hold you so close and rock you to sleep
to make you feel safe, and just flat out keep
on saying 'hang in there, the rides almost through'
'Tomorrow is gonna be better for you'
I wish it were me, wish I was your rock
you'd never be lonely, the crying would stop
I'd hold you forever, our love would be strong
I'd break your heart never, you're where I belong.
4
If you were mine
You'd wake to my sunshine
And if you were moody
I'd melt it away
With my river of laughter
And my smile for your day.
Cause you know that it's true
That I never smiled brighter
Than when I was with you.
And nothing would matter
But the strength of our love.
I would give our kids mirth
They'd be blessed from above
I'd show them what living is all about
I'd fill there days with fun
They'd never have a doubt
And everynight, I would bring you bliss
And if you were angry,
I'd change that with a kiss.
And no one would mind
Cause you know that it's true
Everyone would love
The way that I treat you.
And no matter how poor we are
No matter how much the outside world
Wants to leave a scar,
We'd be impervious to their hits and their throws
We'd laugh at their pettiness.
We'd joke at their woes.
I'd dedicate my heart and my soul to you.
You'd never be lonely,
you'd never be blue.
I'd serve you, I'd heal you
With my loving touch
You'd never get tired of it
You'd love me so much.
And you'd never have to worry
About washing away my saddness
Or wiping my tears dry
Cause if you were truly mine,
I'd have no reason to cry.
5
I thought I heard your whisper in the breeze
But it’s just the gentle wind blowing in the trees
I thought I felt your warmth nearby
But it’s just the sunlight beaming down from the sky
I felt your tears of joy and tears of pain
Wait a minute that’s just the rain
I see your reflection in the windows when I walk down the street
But it’s just my lonely eyes deceiving me
I smelled your perfume and I couldn’t focus
Until I realized it was just a bed of roses
And I tasted your soft kiss
Never mind, it was only the honey on my lips
I heard your heart beat
No, it was just a love song and its beautiful melody
I feel like someone is watching me twenty four seven
And I think it's you every now and then.
Sometimes I think it's just me going crazy
Or just my mind playing tricks on me
I know I still feel your touch
When I'm missing you so much
And I still hear your voice
Over all this loud city noise
But the thing that gets me through
Is knowing I’ll be seeing you soon
And fall in love all over again
When I see you in heaven
6
You are my moon in the sky,
and I am the pond below.
Since sunset you come,
by sunrise you temporarily depart.
You linger across the heavens,
but your face mirrors in my heart.
You disappear into the dense clouds,
but always come out into my bosom.
When you wax, my heart is bright;
when you wane, then I’m depressed.
Your heart shines over my flows,
so my feeling feeds a whole pond moss.
I wish our love is forever,
and night-by-night we abide together.
7
You are the amber that burns inside my
soul. I long for the warmth you bequeath
me when your lips touch mine. The scent
of your being hypnotizes my spirit and
erases all doubt. Your charisma is like
a magnet beckoning me to follow. When you
hold me in your arms I feel secure and
desired. My skin sizzles with your touch
and my heart starts to ignite with passion.
Your love satisfies my appetite and
places me into deep slumber. Alas I
have found my genuine soul mate.
Tears of joy emerge from my eyes
when you say, "I love you".
I experience great merriment and am richly
blessed and thank God for dropping
your ambers into my heart of fire.
8
The ceaseless symphony of a tranquil sea
echoes through the canyons of my being
filling my emptiness with
thoughts of you.
As the pounding waves caress the shore
so too does my heart pound
with thoughts of you
endlessly etched in my essence.
A lonely pelican glides on currents
of warm wafting breezes.
And I gaze in wonder at its freedom
And as it hovers above the shore
So too does my heart hover
in awe of your essence.
The cry of the gulls
in their solitary nonchalance
Reminds me of the child, the baby
crying on the inside
To be held and nurtured
in a loving embrace.
The sea, in its endless surfsong
sings words of love
And I,
I sit by the shore
Enveloped
in the tide of your love.
9
Your presence has enabled me
to savor the luscious creme brulée
that is life.
Or something like that.
Oh, alright, that was a light, loose translation.
More literally, then :
Your presence
has burned away
the wall of thoughts
that separated me from life.
10
As I envision you in my dreams
I find myself intoxicated
by your beauty.
As I gaze into your eyes,
I find myself entranced.
My mind becomes bewildered
and my heart begins to dance.
Your face, as soft as silk,
with my hands I long to touch
And the smile that makes me feel for you.
I want to hold you so very much.
I need to taste the sweetness of your lips
every moment of my being.
When I imagine your hands upon my chest
my heart starts rapidly beating.
My heart, once cast in iron,
longed so for love everlasting.
In the long and troublesome
search for love and companionship
I often found myself gasping.
Through the day you came into my life
and the night I felt your touch
my heart did turn to flesh and blood.
I love you so very much.
11
for the sake of what was i retraced our love
never could i replace you, so i finally decide to face you. for the sake of what was i showed you exactly who i was... what once was.
for the sake of recapturing my happiness with you , all i found was the new you. for the sake of filling my loneliness for you i thought of of how good you could hold me to. for the sake of making love i really thought you was my one true love.for the mistakes of trying to remake a pastime identity, all is left is my emptiness
12
With this ring, I thee wed,
are words once spoken, truly said.
By a man who lived long ago,
and for a woman that he loved so.
The woman loved him true,
till death they did part.
Their love was so strong and true
straight from the heart.
Grandma wore this simple golden band,
to symbolize a love that did withstand
many trials and tribulations through her life,
and the happiness and joy of being Grandpas wife.
Now this ring, I give to you, to symbolize a love strong
and true.
A love that will withstand the tests of time
and that love... is mine.
A cool night breeze on my face
The magic of your warm touch at hand
You were the only one I ever sought
The only one in an ocean of choices
So many faces, so many names
Like running through broad green pastures on a bright sunny day, I chased after you with a surreal joy
The smell of flowers thick in the air
Your love sweeps over me as did those warm summers breezes when we first met
Our hearts once mingled as one when we were together
I can't stop thinking of you at the moment
My heart hanging precipitously in the balance of hope
Will you love me again as you once did?
Or will I see the moonlight again in silence?
The hurt of silence knows no bounds
Please reward me again with the sound of your voice
2
You are in my dreams,
whether it be day or night.
You are in my dreams
and I love your insight.
You are in my dreams,
you shine like a light.
You are in my dreams,
so clear and bright.
You are in my dreams
and now I know everything will be alright.
3
Where I belong
I know there are times, too many to count
when you're all alone, with no-one around
and you find yourself in moments of grief
with no-one to turn to, to find some relief
and now more than ever, you need a strong man
to keep you from sinking, to take you by hand
to help you get over the hurdles you face
to wipe away tears as they run down your face
to hold you so close and rock you to sleep
to make you feel safe, and just flat out keep
on saying 'hang in there, the rides almost through'
'Tomorrow is gonna be better for you'
I wish it were me, wish I was your rock
you'd never be lonely, the crying would stop
I'd hold you forever, our love would be strong
I'd break your heart never, you're where I belong.
4
If you were mine
You'd wake to my sunshine
And if you were moody
I'd melt it away
With my river of laughter
And my smile for your day.
Cause you know that it's true
That I never smiled brighter
Than when I was with you.
And nothing would matter
But the strength of our love.
I would give our kids mirth
They'd be blessed from above
I'd show them what living is all about
I'd fill there days with fun
They'd never have a doubt
And everynight, I would bring you bliss
And if you were angry,
I'd change that with a kiss.
And no one would mind
Cause you know that it's true
Everyone would love
The way that I treat you.
And no matter how poor we are
No matter how much the outside world
Wants to leave a scar,
We'd be impervious to their hits and their throws
We'd laugh at their pettiness.
We'd joke at their woes.
I'd dedicate my heart and my soul to you.
You'd never be lonely,
you'd never be blue.
I'd serve you, I'd heal you
With my loving touch
You'd never get tired of it
You'd love me so much.
And you'd never have to worry
About washing away my saddness
Or wiping my tears dry
Cause if you were truly mine,
I'd have no reason to cry.
5
I thought I heard your whisper in the breeze
But it’s just the gentle wind blowing in the trees
I thought I felt your warmth nearby
But it’s just the sunlight beaming down from the sky
I felt your tears of joy and tears of pain
Wait a minute that’s just the rain
I see your reflection in the windows when I walk down the street
But it’s just my lonely eyes deceiving me
I smelled your perfume and I couldn’t focus
Until I realized it was just a bed of roses
And I tasted your soft kiss
Never mind, it was only the honey on my lips
I heard your heart beat
No, it was just a love song and its beautiful melody
I feel like someone is watching me twenty four seven
And I think it's you every now and then.
Sometimes I think it's just me going crazy
Or just my mind playing tricks on me
I know I still feel your touch
When I'm missing you so much
And I still hear your voice
Over all this loud city noise
But the thing that gets me through
Is knowing I’ll be seeing you soon
And fall in love all over again
When I see you in heaven
6
You are my moon in the sky,
and I am the pond below.
Since sunset you come,
by sunrise you temporarily depart.
You linger across the heavens,
but your face mirrors in my heart.
You disappear into the dense clouds,
but always come out into my bosom.
When you wax, my heart is bright;
when you wane, then I’m depressed.
Your heart shines over my flows,
so my feeling feeds a whole pond moss.
I wish our love is forever,
and night-by-night we abide together.
7
You are the amber that burns inside my
soul. I long for the warmth you bequeath
me when your lips touch mine. The scent
of your being hypnotizes my spirit and
erases all doubt. Your charisma is like
a magnet beckoning me to follow. When you
hold me in your arms I feel secure and
desired. My skin sizzles with your touch
and my heart starts to ignite with passion.
Your love satisfies my appetite and
places me into deep slumber. Alas I
have found my genuine soul mate.
Tears of joy emerge from my eyes
when you say, "I love you".
I experience great merriment and am richly
blessed and thank God for dropping
your ambers into my heart of fire.
8
The ceaseless symphony of a tranquil sea
echoes through the canyons of my being
filling my emptiness with
thoughts of you.
As the pounding waves caress the shore
so too does my heart pound
with thoughts of you
endlessly etched in my essence.
A lonely pelican glides on currents
of warm wafting breezes.
And I gaze in wonder at its freedom
And as it hovers above the shore
So too does my heart hover
in awe of your essence.
The cry of the gulls
in their solitary nonchalance
Reminds me of the child, the baby
crying on the inside
To be held and nurtured
in a loving embrace.
The sea, in its endless surfsong
sings words of love
And I,
I sit by the shore
Enveloped
in the tide of your love.
9
Your presence has enabled me
to savor the luscious creme brulée
that is life.
Or something like that.
Oh, alright, that was a light, loose translation.
More literally, then :
Your presence
has burned away
the wall of thoughts
that separated me from life.
10
As I envision you in my dreams
I find myself intoxicated
by your beauty.
As I gaze into your eyes,
I find myself entranced.
My mind becomes bewildered
and my heart begins to dance.
Your face, as soft as silk,
with my hands I long to touch
And the smile that makes me feel for you.
I want to hold you so very much.
I need to taste the sweetness of your lips
every moment of my being.
When I imagine your hands upon my chest
my heart starts rapidly beating.
My heart, once cast in iron,
longed so for love everlasting.
In the long and troublesome
search for love and companionship
I often found myself gasping.
Through the day you came into my life
and the night I felt your touch
my heart did turn to flesh and blood.
I love you so very much.
11
for the sake of what was i retraced our love
never could i replace you, so i finally decide to face you. for the sake of what was i showed you exactly who i was... what once was.
for the sake of recapturing my happiness with you , all i found was the new you. for the sake of filling my loneliness for you i thought of of how good you could hold me to. for the sake of making love i really thought you was my one true love.for the mistakes of trying to remake a pastime identity, all is left is my emptiness
12
With this ring, I thee wed,
are words once spoken, truly said.
By a man who lived long ago,
and for a woman that he loved so.
The woman loved him true,
till death they did part.
Their love was so strong and true
straight from the heart.
Grandma wore this simple golden band,
to symbolize a love that did withstand
many trials and tribulations through her life,
and the happiness and joy of being Grandpas wife.
Now this ring, I give to you, to symbolize a love strong
and true.
A love that will withstand the tests of time
and that love... is mine.
STORY: FROM MEMORY
My soul mate, how time continues to pass and how my emotions continue to grow so strong for you. We might not know very much in our lifetimes, even though we do not admit it, but these things I do know; my love, my soul, my essence, my manhood, my touch, my kiss, my life is for one. The one is my soul mate, the woman that rocks my world, thatturns my on like the brightest light in the universe. This is how our meeting might turn out.The meeting was such a rush for me I felt weak in the knees. My breathing was heavy and my heart pounding like never before. As soon asI got the chance I hurried to her to see her to hold her in my arms and never let go. I kissed her I touched her face ever so softly with my hands. When we met it was very emotional and our eyes were in deep conversation. It seemed like if someone had opened up a flood gate and let so much emotion in and out all at once. It was very overwhelmingand I felt I could get lost with her for eternity.That day in the early evening hours, I drove to her house. I felt my heart pounding like a long lost memory I once had. I felt I was on fire; all I thought of was of meeting her after all this time that Iwas lost in my little world. A world of a lost life, just going on withno purpose. When we finally met, it was love at first site for me justlike I knew would happen in time. My heart filled with my soul mates essence, her love and mine were exchanged into each others hearts. Each of us was engulfed with each other and we merged into one magnificent purity of love that no words can describe. The fire was hot and burning for each other we said volumes of text through our eyes with the look of love.I had never been able to feel some one loving me like she does. Her eyes smile at me and tell me I love you, I love you so much. I had always felt that I can love someone, but to feel the love touching your soul from the eyes of your soul mate is a once in a lifetime sensation. It is the proof that this is your soulmate, the one you can have the most pleasure in life with. If you ever find this never let it go because it will never be the same again. I remember we walked to the park and both of us were in a state of shock, in a state of disbelief.Could this be are we here? It seemed like a dream and I know we did not want to wake from this dream of dreams. We noticed that we started to see falling stars in the night sky. Together we witnessed many of these falling objects. With each one my wish was always been the same, that somehow in some way, by some miracle I could have my soul mate be my side for ever. Falling star after falling star, I wished and wished. Icontinue to wish to this very day and will continue to do so for the rest of my life until she is mine.We wanted each other so much. We desire to please each other; it was like we were waiting for each other for many years. The reunion was beautiful like a morning in a log cabin with snow all around and uscuddling together under the blankets. It was for me the happiest time Ihave ever had. I had never felt true love until she came into my life.I just wish to hold her and kiss her; just wish to love her. I see her often and we get along so well. We talk for hours and about many things. I am always there for her to help her in any way possible. I am always ready to love her to bring her the eltimate pleasure. I am ready for anything that might come up. Maybe she needs to be held in my arms and I will whisper in her ear that I love her. Maybe she need for me to rub her back or feel her neck. Maybe she wants for me to kiss her down her neck to her chest. Feeling her breast with my face and hands.kissing her working my way down to her stomach. Kissing her inner thighs and working my way to her legs and then to her feet. Once at her feet I would work my way back up to her face. Slightly brushing her inthe right places to excite her. To see her arch her back in reaction to my touch. I see the goose pimples form as I brush on her breasts.Kissing my way back up to her face. I will do anything and everything that she might ask.Her body is my canvas where I create my master piece, a work of art making true, pure love. She is shaking as I continue my path up anddown her entire body. She responds with a slight moan every now andthen. I am getting so hot for her, I am so aroused by all of this. I can hardly hold back. As I brush agaist her I feel the moiture of her love juices, oh it is so moist and droplets are forming on the outside of her. I then work my way down to her and lap up the juices with my tounge just on the outside, just brushing against her. She moans and arches her back, her hand is on the back of my head and she pushes metoward her. I continue to use my tounge to feel the outter then innerparts. I start by brushing as if by accident against her clit. she shudders at the moment I touch it with my tounge. I then begin to devoure her, she is holding my head and I continue to work my tounge ever so carfully not to overwhelm her all at once. I then cirlce aroundher clit, she begins to grind her self into my face. Throughout this time my hands have been busy exploring her body feeling her every wherethey can reach. She has had several orgasims and she is ready for me.I am so hot I am burning inside, I am so hard and throbbing for her. Ifeel I have to press it against her, to feel it push up against her. Ifeel her kissing my chest and working her way down to me. She holds it in her hand and gets a good hold of me. She begins to stroke it up and down so gently. Evey now and then I feel her hot wet tounge on the tipflicking at it at just the right time and just the right spot. She then places the tip in her hot, wet mouth and begins to suck on it so gently at first, but then rapidly getting stronger. I feel one had on my assas she devoures me as I did to her. She is moaning along with me together we sing the song of making love. She continues her work on mybody feeling me, kissing my tasting me. I am busy myself touching her as much as I can. I then pull her up fo meet me face to face. I look into her eyes and tell her I love her. I love you my soulmate, I love you so much. I feel her face with my hands so gently. I then position our bodies for the actual meeting of our selves. I guide my self to her and feel the wetness on the tip of me. I then feel it slide into her and the feeling is to intense, we are united as one. I am inside of her and she is filled with me. We slowly get into a rythm and the pace begins to quicken. I feel her all around me, we look into our eyes as we feel our togetherness, bonded as one. I am pushing into her as far as I can go feeling every part of her around me, as we get more and more into the rythm. I feel we are about at the peak, her juices I feel to my asshole, I am so wet of her. We are grinding into each other about to reach climax. I hold her she holds me so tightly we hold each other as it is comming our moment of orgasm is here. I feel my self tense up and begin to burst inside of her. My hot love juices are mixing and filling her inside. She moans and grinds into me in shearpleasure we both are spent. We then catch our breath and I continue tocaress her in my arms. I touch her whole body again from top to bottom,could this mean we shall do it again?The fire is burning so hot inside of me for her.
SEX: CALORIES USED UP BY SEX
It has been known for many years that sex is good exercise, but until recently nobody had made a scientific study of the caloric expenditure of different sexual activities. Now after original and proprietary research they are proud to present the results.
REMOVING HER CLOTHES:
With her consent....................... 12 Calories
Without her consent.................... 187 Calories
OPENING HER BRA:
With both hands........................ 8 Calories
With one hand.......................... 12 Calories
With your teeth........................ 85 Calories
PUTTING ON A CONDOM:
With an erection....................... 6 Calories
Without an erection.................... 315 Calories
PRELIMINARIES:
Trying to find the clitoris............ 8 Calories
Trying to find the! G-Spot.............. 92 Calories
POSITIONS:
Missionary............................. 52 Calories
69 lying down.......................... 78 Calories
69 standing up......................... 112 Calories
Wheelbarrow............................ 216 Calories
Her on top.............................. 524 Calories
Doggy Style............................ 726 Calories
Donkey punch..................... 912 Calories
ORGASMIC:
Real................................... 112 Calories
False.................................. 315 Calories
POST ORGASM:
Lying in bed hugging................... 18 Calories
Getting up immediately................. 36 Calories
Explaining why you got out of bed immediately......816 calories
GETTING A SECOND ERECTION: If you are:
20-29 years old........................ 36 Calories
30-39 years............................ 80 Calories
40-49 years........................... . 1124 Calories
50-59 years............................ 1972 Calories
60-69 years............................ 2916 Calories
70 and over......................... Results are still pending
DRESSING UP AFTERWARDS:
Calmly................................. 32 Calories
In a hurry............................. 98 Calories
With her father knocking at the door... 1218 Calories
With your spouse knocking at the door.... 5521 Calories
REMOVING HER CLOTHES:
With her consent....................... 12 Calories
Without her consent.................... 187 Calories
OPENING HER BRA:
With both hands........................ 8 Calories
With one hand.......................... 12 Calories
With your teeth........................ 85 Calories
PUTTING ON A CONDOM:
With an erection....................... 6 Calories
Without an erection.................... 315 Calories
PRELIMINARIES:
Trying to find the clitoris............ 8 Calories
Trying to find the! G-Spot.............. 92 Calories
POSITIONS:
Missionary............................. 52 Calories
69 lying down.......................... 78 Calories
69 standing up......................... 112 Calories
Wheelbarrow............................ 216 Calories
Her on top.............................. 524 Calories
Doggy Style............................ 726 Calories
Donkey punch..................... 912 Calories
ORGASMIC:
Real................................... 112 Calories
False.................................. 315 Calories
POST ORGASM:
Lying in bed hugging................... 18 Calories
Getting up immediately................. 36 Calories
Explaining why you got out of bed immediately......816 calories
GETTING A SECOND ERECTION: If you are:
20-29 years old........................ 36 Calories
30-39 years............................ 80 Calories
40-49 years........................... . 1124 Calories
50-59 years............................ 1972 Calories
60-69 years............................ 2916 Calories
70 and over......................... Results are still pending
DRESSING UP AFTERWARDS:
Calmly................................. 32 Calories
In a hurry............................. 98 Calories
With her father knocking at the door... 1218 Calories
With your spouse knocking at the door.... 5521 Calories
JOURNAL
There is no endless stretch of time. You know now on a visceral level that this lifetimes will not go on forever. There's no more five-year detours. No more time for getting it wrong. No more time for relationship that don't serve you, or stay in situation that aren't authentically you. No more time for playing small, false pride.
Where you didn't yet accept yourself, you attracted a lack of acceptance in others. Where you hadn't yet dealt with your shadow, you manifested the shadowy situations.
You're at the fork in the road, every life is a microcosm of the greater drama
Where you didn't yet accept yourself, you attracted a lack of acceptance in others. Where you hadn't yet dealt with your shadow, you manifested the shadowy situations.
You're at the fork in the road, every life is a microcosm of the greater drama
JOURNAL
Surrendering things that no longer matter, not because our lives are in decline but because they're on a incline.
I can't bear the thought of my parents dying. And that still is my persistent terror. How would I continue to exist if they were not here? Is the anicipation of someone's death more worse than the feeling we experience once it happens?
I think most of us have a dream, a secret aspiration we never admit to anyone. Yet this dream remains an image in our heard that never really goes away. I start to wonder why that picture has never completely left my mind. It occurs to me that perhaps it's my destiny, planted in my head like a little powerful seedling. I began to wonder if the dream is still there because I'm supposed to live it.
Once you reach a certian age, we expect less from the world, we know that no one is perfect and that when we gain an even greater apreciation for the place where perfection does lie. At a certain point in life, it's simple destiny to have to face ourselves, to be shown everything not healed within us. If you feel, when looking back on your life so far, that you've wrestled with how much time you wasted with the wrong person or whether or not your tears are acknowedged---whether or not you give them the chance to actualy fall down your cheeks--there 's no question that they're there.
At a certain point in life, almost everyone is haunted by the ghost of his or her regrets. There are things we did tht we wish we hadn't and things we didn't do that we wish we had. And during the years when we were carelessly dismissing what we later came to see as the most important things in life, we kept crying out woefully that we are looking for meaning. All the time we were starved for meaning, we were lacking it for on other
I can't bear the thought of my parents dying. And that still is my persistent terror. How would I continue to exist if they were not here? Is the anicipation of someone's death more worse than the feeling we experience once it happens?
I think most of us have a dream, a secret aspiration we never admit to anyone. Yet this dream remains an image in our heard that never really goes away. I start to wonder why that picture has never completely left my mind. It occurs to me that perhaps it's my destiny, planted in my head like a little powerful seedling. I began to wonder if the dream is still there because I'm supposed to live it.
Once you reach a certian age, we expect less from the world, we know that no one is perfect and that when we gain an even greater apreciation for the place where perfection does lie. At a certain point in life, it's simple destiny to have to face ourselves, to be shown everything not healed within us. If you feel, when looking back on your life so far, that you've wrestled with how much time you wasted with the wrong person or whether or not your tears are acknowedged---whether or not you give them the chance to actualy fall down your cheeks--there 's no question that they're there.
At a certain point in life, almost everyone is haunted by the ghost of his or her regrets. There are things we did tht we wish we hadn't and things we didn't do that we wish we had. And during the years when we were carelessly dismissing what we later came to see as the most important things in life, we kept crying out woefully that we are looking for meaning. All the time we were starved for meaning, we were lacking it for on other
SPIRITUAL : I FEEL THE SAME INSIDE EVEN AS I AM OLDER
I have to start being okay with whatever happens, and to connect to the flow of life. It only takes one shift in perception to stop believing the best days are behind me.
Time seems, when we're younger, to move so slowly. Then all of a sudden it seems to have gone by so fast. Tragic time delay dot the landscape for people who wait to long. The more seriously you take life, the more seriously life will seem to take you. It is not what happens in your life so far that has the power to determine your future. It's how you interpret what's happened and learn from what';s happened, that set the course of your probable tomorrow.
The point of a life journey isn't whether or not we've fallen down, it;s whether or not we've learned how to get up. Everyone falls because it's a fallen world.
My biggest sorrow when looking back on my past, is how much of it I somehow missed. Now looking at my life today, I don't want to make the same mistake. I don't want to miss this., As Bonnie Raitt sang " life gets mighty precious when there's less of it to wasted
.Each of us has gone through our own private dramas, taken our own individual journeys, now we met, as though at a predestined point, to pool our faith and hope. Wherever you've been and whatever you've done so far, your entire life was building up to this moment. Now is the time to let go...everything you've experienced was a grist for the mill by which you have become who you are. You finally get it....not just theoretically, but viscerally...that this moments is all you have
If you're coming at life from fear and separation, you have no reason to expect anything but fear and separation back.
You keep thinking that if only things were different, you'd be happy. Then it was whatever job or resources were there to save you, now it's if only you were still younger. As I ponder the fact that essential being I am inside myself is the same now as when I was only 15. So who am i really? Am I the man who changes with age or am I the changeless self within? Physically I am getting older, yet spiritually I can go backward and forward consciously. Sometimes when referring to things that happened long ago, we say things like I remember it like it was yesterday and that's is time as Einstein declared is merely an illusion of consciousness. As we identify more with the spiritual part of yourself, then our experience begins to shift from the changeable to the changeless .
No one is forcing you to think....my best years are behind me, or no one will want me anymore. or I missed my chance, but eah
THOUGHT: KISS
They say a kiss is just a kiss. I couldn't disagree more. The kiss speaks a language all of its own. It can ask a question, or answer one. It can reveal insecurity or offer up reassurance. It has the power to bring a blind date crashing to earth, or to launch it into blissful, unending orbit. It is the epicenter of sexual intimacy and the harbinger of fading love. It is a refuge for rich & poor, black & white, deaf & blind.No, a kiss is definitely not just a kiss. It is the human experience reduced to the space where your lips meet mine.Kiss is a language that has no limitations,It also leads to a chemical reaction.
PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER/LOVE LETTER
dearest one,
here, I write a letter of my love to you,
postmarked from my heart to yours. . .
-perhaps you never knew
but every time you came my way
I swear I could feel the gentle sway
of the magical breeze --
surrounding me, enclosing me
the world would vanish from my view
leaving only the two of us, face to face
with endless love inside my heart
I wish to take you into my arms
and wrap your warmth around me
for all of sweet eternity. . .
-when I look into your alluring eyes,
I swear I can see the bottom of the sea
all the buried treasures of the deep
the undying love of past, the rusted chains;
the porpoises and the mysterious narwhals,
their silent calls and lovely melodies
singing my lips to yours so sweet. . .
in your eyes, I see the reflection
of things only love can mention. . .
and in your eyes, I want to get lost,
become one with you, no matter what the cost. . .
-when I go to bed each night,
I dream of your body next to mine
quiver with lust as I hold you tight.
I swear I think of you all the time,
there?s never a moment
when you don?t cross my mind.
you may never realize just how much
I ache to feel your touch. . .
I yearn so much to feel your hand
clasped with mine. . .
I want to dance with you on the beach sand,
wrestle you on verdant meadows
hold you under velvet night skies. . .
for all of tender eternity, I want you to be my woman.
-no matter how the weather may change,
from clear sunshine to stormy thunder and rain,
you can always find me grinning ridiculously,
because sweet, sweet memories of you and me
are all I really need to show me -- to assure
that feeling I feel so deeply within me,
I love you so much. . .
this poem would never contain enough --
this page could never hold all the things I want to say:
how much I love, need and want you -- deeply, passionately. . .
I wish and hope with all my soul
that deep inside, you, too, feel the same way about me.
don?t ever leave, don?t ever go. . .
I love you more than what words can show.
-with tender affections, the sender.
here, I write a letter of my love to you,
postmarked from my heart to yours. . .
-perhaps you never knew
but every time you came my way
I swear I could feel the gentle sway
of the magical breeze --
surrounding me, enclosing me
the world would vanish from my view
leaving only the two of us, face to face
with endless love inside my heart
I wish to take you into my arms
and wrap your warmth around me
for all of sweet eternity. . .
-when I look into your alluring eyes,
I swear I can see the bottom of the sea
all the buried treasures of the deep
the undying love of past, the rusted chains;
the porpoises and the mysterious narwhals,
their silent calls and lovely melodies
singing my lips to yours so sweet. . .
in your eyes, I see the reflection
of things only love can mention. . .
and in your eyes, I want to get lost,
become one with you, no matter what the cost. . .
-when I go to bed each night,
I dream of your body next to mine
quiver with lust as I hold you tight.
I swear I think of you all the time,
there?s never a moment
when you don?t cross my mind.
you may never realize just how much
I ache to feel your touch. . .
I yearn so much to feel your hand
clasped with mine. . .
I want to dance with you on the beach sand,
wrestle you on verdant meadows
hold you under velvet night skies. . .
for all of tender eternity, I want you to be my woman.
-no matter how the weather may change,
from clear sunshine to stormy thunder and rain,
you can always find me grinning ridiculously,
because sweet, sweet memories of you and me
are all I really need to show me -- to assure
that feeling I feel so deeply within me,
I love you so much. . .
this poem would never contain enough --
this page could never hold all the things I want to say:
how much I love, need and want you -- deeply, passionately. . .
I wish and hope with all my soul
that deep inside, you, too, feel the same way about me.
don?t ever leave, don?t ever go. . .
I love you more than what words can show.
-with tender affections, the sender.
REVIEW: THE PICTURE OF DORIAN GRAY
I'm currently reading "The Picture of Dorian Gray" by Oscar Wilde, and I am deeply impressed by Wilde's ability to put into words some of humankind's innermost thoughts. Here's a passage I read last night:"There are few of us who have not sometimes wakened before dawn, either after one of those dreamless nights that make us almost enamoured of death, or one of those nights of horror and misshapen joy, when through the chambers of the brain sweep phantoms more terrible than reality itself, and instinct with that vivid life that lurks in all grotesques, and that lends to Gothic art its enduring vitality, this art being, one might fancy, especially the art of those whose minds have been troubled with the malady of reverie. Gradually white fingers creep through the curtains, and they appear to tremble. In black fantastic shapes, dumb shadows crawl into the corners of the room and crouch there. Outside, there is the stirring of birds among the leaves, or the sound of men going forth to their work, or the sigh and sob of the wind coming down from the hills and wandering round the silent house, as though it feared to wake the sleepers and yet must needs call forth sleep from her purple cave. Veil after veil of thin dusky gauze is lifted, and by degrees the forms and colours of things are restored to them, and we watch the dawn remaking the world in its antique pattern. The wan mirrors get back their mimic life. The flameless tapers stand where we had left them, and beside them lies the half-cut book that we had been studying, or the wired flower that we had worn at the ball, or the letter that we had been afraid to read, or that we had read too often. Nothing seems to us changed. Out of the unreal shadows of the night comes back the real life that we had known. We have to resume it where we had left off, and there steals over us a terrible sense of the necessity for the continuance of energy in the same wearisome round of stereotyped habits, or a wild longing, it may be, that our eyelids might open some morning upon a world that had been refashioned anew in the darkness for our pleasure, a world in which things would have fresh shapes and colours, and be changed, or have other secrets, a world in which the past would have little or no place, or survive, at any rate, in no conscious form of obligation or regret, the remembrance even of joy having its bitterness and the memories of pleasure their pain."I'm blown away by the fact that this was written more than a hundred years ago, yet I have had these same thoughts, and can relate to it today. Does the human condition ever change?
PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER/LOVE LETTER
I hope you miss me so much, When you go to bed at night,
That I am all you think about, When she turns out the light.
I hope the memory is so good, That you can't go to sleep,
You count the times we kissed, Instead of counting sheep.
And when you get up each morning, I hope you cry awhile...
Wonder every now and then, If you still know how to smile.
When the rain is falling, Hope you almost lose your mind,
And, lost somewhere in memories, Is the only comfort you find.
In all the gifts of , I hope there's no sweet thing,
That gives you a perfect peace, Except the joy my love can bring.
And, when the New Year begins, I hope you can't leave behind,
One single, beautiful moment, Of all that was yours and mine.
When the spring is flowering, Hope your heart just can't be
Still...
Because our passionate love, Is the only thing you feel.
I hope you love me so much, You feel like you might die,
You yearn to hold me closely, At times you have to sigh.
You think you can't see me Again,
Know nothing of what I do, Then you might understand,
Sweetheart...
What it's like here without
You.
That I am all you think about, When she turns out the light.
I hope the memory is so good, That you can't go to sleep,
You count the times we kissed, Instead of counting sheep.
And when you get up each morning, I hope you cry awhile...
Wonder every now and then, If you still know how to smile.
When the rain is falling, Hope you almost lose your mind,
And, lost somewhere in memories, Is the only comfort you find.
In all the gifts of , I hope there's no sweet thing,
That gives you a perfect peace, Except the joy my love can bring.
And, when the New Year begins, I hope you can't leave behind,
One single, beautiful moment, Of all that was yours and mine.
When the spring is flowering, Hope your heart just can't be
Still...
Because our passionate love, Is the only thing you feel.
I hope you love me so much, You feel like you might die,
You yearn to hold me closely, At times you have to sigh.
You think you can't see me Again,
Know nothing of what I do, Then you might understand,
Sweetheart...
What it's like here without
You.
PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER/LOVE LETTER: ...
You are that which gives everything new familiar meaning. You are everything that makes love challenging, playful, deep, all consuming, electrifying, safe, dangerous, serendipitous, and joyful. You are what makes the act of loving so natural and so simple. Your love for me sets the ambiance of my life.
i sit here, eyes closed for a moment. When the pain of not being with you is too much for me to handle that is what i do, I close my eyes and let myself get lost in all that i feel for you and all that i know you feel for me. I can feel you, everything that you are wrap around me. It causes a sense of security in the validation of how real our love is. im lulled by a warmth, a protection from that. When I open my eyes i am stronger, still missing you more then my heart believes it can take, but at peace knowing that forever has started.
There are times when my thoughts drift to you, and grow and get deeper. It becomes impossible to focus on anything but these thoughts. When i try i get frustrated. So i give in, let my mind think and dream about only that which my heart wishes, I think of you. im curious, are those the times which your thinking about me? Could those be the times when you ask yourself if im thinking about you right then?
I love the rain....I left to work a little early yesterday so I could take my time and enjoy it. As I was walking, I noticed a puddle and was completely captivated by it. I watched as rain drops fell into it, big ones and small ones each making there own ripple. Sometimes the ripples would stop when they met other ripples, sometimes the larger wave would over take the smaller, sometimes they would pass by each other seeming having no effect on the other. As it often happens, something small like this makes me think of you, or maybe its thinking of you that made me notice this spectacular dance of rain drops. As I continued my walk, I smiled thinking of all your ripples i will submit to and then I had to lift my face to the skies and allow the cold winter rain to cool my cheeks. They were stinging from the scorching tears that fell at the loneliness my heart felt with u not being there holding my hand.
I have listened to "Stir it up". Sometimes its the lyrics, or sometimes a musical instrument, sometimes its how everything comes together and sets a beautiful vibe. What ever the case the music i like and truly enjoy i find something in it that is real and focus on that, i let the song become apart of who i am. You are the only one who will ever truly know why i love "stir it up" Its not anything i can be like right here listen to that.....i get a feeling when i listen to it, but i get the feeling because of a memory yet to be made with you. Some dreams are just memories yet to be made. I dream of coming home on a windy day, kissing you hello I dream of us talking about the days events.... you watch me, as i watch you in the reflection of the mirror, the sexiest creature i have ever come across looking at me as if i were prey to be had. I dream of turning around and looking at you, walking over to you and kissing your soft lips as your eyes close. I dream of putting this song on and working my way over to the bed where for 5 minutes and 33 seconds we use the rhythm of the song to be the rhythm of our kissing, our touching, and our efforts to get as close to one another as possible.
"I often have a strange and penetrating dream
of an unknown woman, whom i love, and who loves me,
and who is, each time, neither entirely the same
Nor entirely different, and loves and understands me.
For she understand me, and my heart, transparent to her
Alone, alas! stops being a problem for her
Alone, and the moistness of my pale forehead,
she alone knows how to refresh it by her tears.
Is her hair brown, blond or red?- i know not.
Her name? I recall that it is sweet and sonorous like those
Of loved ones whom life has exiled
Her gaze is like the gaze of statues, and,
for her voice, distant, and calm, and grave, she has
The inflection of drear voices that have become silent"
(My Familiar Dream, Paul Verlaine)
I read that when i was 16, one of the treasure that i have come across in my life that added to my understanding of you. Its in a little book of french poetry i have had for years. While I know it well, and know what it says, there have been times where i am moved to find the book, and read it word for word. I believe now, it was another way to connect with you. Reading the words, longing and wishing for a man that is in such a search for me. and knowing deep down you were going to find me.
I miss you my love, the pain i have felt going thru this day without you by my side is horrible. But even in pain, i find beauty. Because of this pain striking me hard making me feel every hurt that not being with you leaves me with, I can make you this promise....I will never take one moment we share together for granted, I will never neglect the gift we share of each other, and i will always remember how blessed i am to have you by my side thru life. i will always keep this pain with me because with out it id have nothing to compare the joy i will feel in your arms to.
I love you and as always you are never far from my thoughts and always in my heart
i sit here, eyes closed for a moment. When the pain of not being with you is too much for me to handle that is what i do, I close my eyes and let myself get lost in all that i feel for you and all that i know you feel for me. I can feel you, everything that you are wrap around me. It causes a sense of security in the validation of how real our love is. im lulled by a warmth, a protection from that. When I open my eyes i am stronger, still missing you more then my heart believes it can take, but at peace knowing that forever has started.
There are times when my thoughts drift to you, and grow and get deeper. It becomes impossible to focus on anything but these thoughts. When i try i get frustrated. So i give in, let my mind think and dream about only that which my heart wishes, I think of you. im curious, are those the times which your thinking about me? Could those be the times when you ask yourself if im thinking about you right then?
I love the rain....I left to work a little early yesterday so I could take my time and enjoy it. As I was walking, I noticed a puddle and was completely captivated by it. I watched as rain drops fell into it, big ones and small ones each making there own ripple. Sometimes the ripples would stop when they met other ripples, sometimes the larger wave would over take the smaller, sometimes they would pass by each other seeming having no effect on the other. As it often happens, something small like this makes me think of you, or maybe its thinking of you that made me notice this spectacular dance of rain drops. As I continued my walk, I smiled thinking of all your ripples i will submit to and then I had to lift my face to the skies and allow the cold winter rain to cool my cheeks. They were stinging from the scorching tears that fell at the loneliness my heart felt with u not being there holding my hand.
I have listened to "Stir it up". Sometimes its the lyrics, or sometimes a musical instrument, sometimes its how everything comes together and sets a beautiful vibe. What ever the case the music i like and truly enjoy i find something in it that is real and focus on that, i let the song become apart of who i am. You are the only one who will ever truly know why i love "stir it up" Its not anything i can be like right here listen to that.....i get a feeling when i listen to it, but i get the feeling because of a memory yet to be made with you. Some dreams are just memories yet to be made. I dream of coming home on a windy day, kissing you hello I dream of us talking about the days events.... you watch me, as i watch you in the reflection of the mirror, the sexiest creature i have ever come across looking at me as if i were prey to be had. I dream of turning around and looking at you, walking over to you and kissing your soft lips as your eyes close. I dream of putting this song on and working my way over to the bed where for 5 minutes and 33 seconds we use the rhythm of the song to be the rhythm of our kissing, our touching, and our efforts to get as close to one another as possible.
"I often have a strange and penetrating dream
of an unknown woman, whom i love, and who loves me,
and who is, each time, neither entirely the same
Nor entirely different, and loves and understands me.
For she understand me, and my heart, transparent to her
Alone, alas! stops being a problem for her
Alone, and the moistness of my pale forehead,
she alone knows how to refresh it by her tears.
Is her hair brown, blond or red?- i know not.
Her name? I recall that it is sweet and sonorous like those
Of loved ones whom life has exiled
Her gaze is like the gaze of statues, and,
for her voice, distant, and calm, and grave, she has
The inflection of drear voices that have become silent"
(My Familiar Dream, Paul Verlaine)
I read that when i was 16, one of the treasure that i have come across in my life that added to my understanding of you. Its in a little book of french poetry i have had for years. While I know it well, and know what it says, there have been times where i am moved to find the book, and read it word for word. I believe now, it was another way to connect with you. Reading the words, longing and wishing for a man that is in such a search for me. and knowing deep down you were going to find me.
I miss you my love, the pain i have felt going thru this day without you by my side is horrible. But even in pain, i find beauty. Because of this pain striking me hard making me feel every hurt that not being with you leaves me with, I can make you this promise....I will never take one moment we share together for granted, I will never neglect the gift we share of each other, and i will always remember how blessed i am to have you by my side thru life. i will always keep this pain with me because with out it id have nothing to compare the joy i will feel in your arms to.
I love you and as always you are never far from my thoughts and always in my heart
THOUGHTS; GETTING A DIAMOND RING
The big difference between moissanite and diamond is that moissanite can be manufactured reliably and efficiently in a laboratory. The result: flawless, brilliant gemstones at about 1/10th the cost of a comparable diamond
This site is about two very simple truths: (1) diamonds are an incredible rip-off, and (2) a little known naturally-occuring gemstone called moissanite is superior to diamonds in every essential way: cut, color, clarity, durability, fire, brilliance, and cost.
I (obviously) don't work in the diamond industry. I don't work for anyone who sells moissanite. This site is simply a personal crusade to raise awareness among high-ticket jewelry purchasers (mostly men buying engagement rings) about moissanite and its many benefits vs. diamond.
If I can prevent a single reader from needlessly dropping $6,000-10,000 on a diamond engagement ring for his soon-to-be fiancée, this site will be a success. Financial worries are the #1 cause of stress in a married relationship - there is absolutely NO excuse to start your married life by taking on that level of debt.
If you're in the market for diamond jewelry, or think you may be soon, please take a few minutes to read through this site. I hope you learn something useful.
What is Moissanite?
Moissanite is a rare, naturally-occuring gemstone that is typically found in very small quantities in meteorites, corundum deposits, and kimberlite. (The chemical name of moissanite is Silicon Carbide.) Moissanite has several qualitites in common with diamond: it is transparent, extremely hard (9.25 on the Mohs scale, compared to 10 for diamond), and has a high index of refraction (2.65 - 2.69, compared to 2.42 for diamond). When a large rough moissanite sample is cut and polished, the end result is a very bright, brilliant, transparent gemstone that is indistinguishable from diamond to the human eye.
Moissanite is also brighter, more lusterous, and has more fire than diamond. These criteria define how "pretty" the jewel is - the shine, the sparkle, and the prismatic qualities.
Cost comparison between diamond and moissanite
As of 6/5/2006
Diamond:
Via Blue Nile: 1.00-Carat Round, Very Good-cut, I-color, and VS1-clarity diamond comes accompanied by a diamond grading report from the GIA.
Price: $4,565
(Special thanks to Tyler Gingrich for lending his gemstone expertise to this comp.)
Moissanite:
Round 6.5 mm (1.0 carats), certified by Charles & Colvard
Retail ~$735, Moissanite-Stardust.com $399
7 Reasons Why You Should NEVER Buy a Diamond:
1. The price of diamonds has been artificially inflated since the 1880's via the De Beers diamond cartel. For a detailed exposé of the De Beers cartel, read this article by Edward Jay Epstein in the February 1982 issue of The Atlantic Monthly.
2. Current public perception of diamonds is the direct result of a masterfully executed marketing campaign by De Beers that began in 1938, not inherent scarcity or value. If you've read the article by Edward Epstein (you really should), you know all of the gory details. Isn't it amazing (and scary) how brainwashed people are about the "value" of diamonds, even though they're not actually worth that much?
3. A diamond is an illiquid asset, not an "investment". Don't believe me? Try to sell a second-hand diamond ring on eBay or at a pawn shop. Do you really think you'll get anything close to what you paid for it? Do you really think the price of any diamond you purchase today is going to go up significantly over time? A diamond ring isn't even a good "insurance policy" to fall back on during hard times - it's an illiquid asset that you'll have a hard time selling for a price anywhere close to what you paid for it.
4. The diamond industry funds warfare, genocide, and terrorism. According to Wikipedia, "a conflict diamond (also called a blood diamond or a war diamond) is a diamond mined in a war zone and sold, usually clandestinely, in order to finance an insurgent or invading army's war efforts." Profits from conflict diamonds are used to finance warlords in Angola, Sierra Leone, and Liberia, who use their weapons to kill and maim innocent people. Isn't that romantic?
5. A diamond is - by nature - just a pretty rock. Think of the oft-quoted "rule" of diamond ring buying: the ring should cost a minimum of two month's salary (pre-tax), and you should spend as much on a ring as you can afford. Let's put this rule in its proper context: according to the people who sell pretty rocks, you're supposed to trade a full two months of your time and effort for one of their pretty rocks. Does that seem wise?
6. People notice the setting more than the diamond itself. To the naked human eye, most decent quality diamonds look the same. Unless the stone is yellow, has major inclusions, or has a distinctly lopsided cut, no one will be able to distinguish an ideal cut, E color, VS-1 stone from a lesser-quality diamond just by looking at it. What people do notice is the setting - how the stone is featured or placed, side stones, and the craftsmanship and artistry of the band. Knowing this - does it make more sense to focus your attention and dollars on a better stone, or on a better setting?
7. The opportunity cost of buying a diamond is huge. Opportunity cost is what you give up by spending your scarce resources on a single option. In other words, if you drop ten grand on a diamond ring, you have $10,000 less to spend on other things, like a fantastic honeymoon, a car, furniture, a down payment on a house, investing for the future, or further education. Are all of these options worth giving up for a little piece of colorless carbon?
8 Reasons Why Moissanite is a Better Choice than Diamond for Fine Jewelry, Particularly Engagement Rings:
1. Engagement/wedding rings have sentimental value, not asset/investment value. Wedding rings do only two things: (1) look pretty and (2) provide a symbol / memento of the event. Accordingly, you're best served by purchasing a high quality ring that meets these two criteria at the lowest possible cost. The cost/quality/durability attributes of moissanite make it much more attractive than diamond for use in wedding rings.
2. All moissanite gems are near flawless. Since moissanite can be reliably made in a laboratory, it's easy to do quality control. Instead of selling anything that comes out of the ground, flawed moissanite can be identified and discarded. This means the moissanite you buy will be a much better quality stone than a more expensive diamond.
3. Spending less on the stone means you can spend more on the setting. Since people notice the setting more than the stone itself, the lower cost of moissanite means you have far more options to make your ring unique while keeping within your budget. Side stones, crafted bands, and bezel-set accents are all suddenly within your budget.
4. You won't start your married life in crushing debt. It's often said that financial issues are the biggest cause of arguments and difficulties in a marriage, sometimes leading all the way to divorce. Doesn't it make sense to ensure you and your wife-to-be are in the black as soon as humanly possible? Saving for a down payment, creating an emergency fund, and putting aside money to invest are all substantially easier when you're not paying hundreds of dollars a month to the lending institution that financed the diamond purchase.
5. Speaking of financing: you'll probably be able to pay cash for moissanite. If you plan ahead, you'll be able to purchase the ring with cash, avoiding interest charges that make a diamond ring even more expensive. (9.99% - 27.99% APR, anyone?)
6. Other people will assume the ring is made of diamond, since they won't be able to tell the difference. I'm not one to pass something off as another, but the reality is that people are so brainwashed about diamonds that everyone who sees your fiancée's ring will assume it is made out of diamond. (Most of the time, it's not worth explaining to them it's not.) In the 6 months my fiancée has had her ring, 100% of the people who have seen it think it's diamond. If you're worried about a "loss in prestige" if someone notices, rest assured that other people will never know unless you tell them. (Note: do not try to buy your fiancée a moissanite ring and pass it off as a diamond. Honesty is key - talk to her about it first.)
7. You can rest assured that your hard-earned money isn't subsidizing African warlords. Sleep easy - no innocent people were killed in the creation of your fine jewelry.
8. You get more bling for your buck. Given a fixed budget, you have far more creative options with moissanite than you do with diamond. Want a 2 carat solitaire? Go for it! Custom design also becomes a very affordable option. Design a ring that fits your fiancée perfectly! Your bride-to-be will love the fact that you put your creativity into the purchase, and she'll love telling her friends what good taste you have.
This site is about two very simple truths: (1) diamonds are an incredible rip-off, and (2) a little known naturally-occuring gemstone called moissanite is superior to diamonds in every essential way: cut, color, clarity, durability, fire, brilliance, and cost.
I (obviously) don't work in the diamond industry. I don't work for anyone who sells moissanite. This site is simply a personal crusade to raise awareness among high-ticket jewelry purchasers (mostly men buying engagement rings) about moissanite and its many benefits vs. diamond.
If I can prevent a single reader from needlessly dropping $6,000-10,000 on a diamond engagement ring for his soon-to-be fiancée, this site will be a success. Financial worries are the #1 cause of stress in a married relationship - there is absolutely NO excuse to start your married life by taking on that level of debt.
If you're in the market for diamond jewelry, or think you may be soon, please take a few minutes to read through this site. I hope you learn something useful.
What is Moissanite?
Moissanite is a rare, naturally-occuring gemstone that is typically found in very small quantities in meteorites, corundum deposits, and kimberlite. (The chemical name of moissanite is Silicon Carbide.) Moissanite has several qualitites in common with diamond: it is transparent, extremely hard (9.25 on the Mohs scale, compared to 10 for diamond), and has a high index of refraction (2.65 - 2.69, compared to 2.42 for diamond). When a large rough moissanite sample is cut and polished, the end result is a very bright, brilliant, transparent gemstone that is indistinguishable from diamond to the human eye.
Moissanite is also brighter, more lusterous, and has more fire than diamond. These criteria define how "pretty" the jewel is - the shine, the sparkle, and the prismatic qualities.
Cost comparison between diamond and moissanite
As of 6/5/2006
Diamond:
Via Blue Nile: 1.00-Carat Round, Very Good-cut, I-color, and VS1-clarity diamond comes accompanied by a diamond grading report from the GIA.
Price: $4,565
(Special thanks to Tyler Gingrich for lending his gemstone expertise to this comp.)
Moissanite:
Round 6.5 mm (1.0 carats), certified by Charles & Colvard
Retail ~$735, Moissanite-Stardust.com $399
7 Reasons Why You Should NEVER Buy a Diamond:
1. The price of diamonds has been artificially inflated since the 1880's via the De Beers diamond cartel. For a detailed exposé of the De Beers cartel, read this article by Edward Jay Epstein in the February 1982 issue of The Atlantic Monthly.
2. Current public perception of diamonds is the direct result of a masterfully executed marketing campaign by De Beers that began in 1938, not inherent scarcity or value. If you've read the article by Edward Epstein (you really should), you know all of the gory details. Isn't it amazing (and scary) how brainwashed people are about the "value" of diamonds, even though they're not actually worth that much?
3. A diamond is an illiquid asset, not an "investment". Don't believe me? Try to sell a second-hand diamond ring on eBay or at a pawn shop. Do you really think you'll get anything close to what you paid for it? Do you really think the price of any diamond you purchase today is going to go up significantly over time? A diamond ring isn't even a good "insurance policy" to fall back on during hard times - it's an illiquid asset that you'll have a hard time selling for a price anywhere close to what you paid for it.
4. The diamond industry funds warfare, genocide, and terrorism. According to Wikipedia, "a conflict diamond (also called a blood diamond or a war diamond) is a diamond mined in a war zone and sold, usually clandestinely, in order to finance an insurgent or invading army's war efforts." Profits from conflict diamonds are used to finance warlords in Angola, Sierra Leone, and Liberia, who use their weapons to kill and maim innocent people. Isn't that romantic?
5. A diamond is - by nature - just a pretty rock. Think of the oft-quoted "rule" of diamond ring buying: the ring should cost a minimum of two month's salary (pre-tax), and you should spend as much on a ring as you can afford. Let's put this rule in its proper context: according to the people who sell pretty rocks, you're supposed to trade a full two months of your time and effort for one of their pretty rocks. Does that seem wise?
6. People notice the setting more than the diamond itself. To the naked human eye, most decent quality diamonds look the same. Unless the stone is yellow, has major inclusions, or has a distinctly lopsided cut, no one will be able to distinguish an ideal cut, E color, VS-1 stone from a lesser-quality diamond just by looking at it. What people do notice is the setting - how the stone is featured or placed, side stones, and the craftsmanship and artistry of the band. Knowing this - does it make more sense to focus your attention and dollars on a better stone, or on a better setting?
7. The opportunity cost of buying a diamond is huge. Opportunity cost is what you give up by spending your scarce resources on a single option. In other words, if you drop ten grand on a diamond ring, you have $10,000 less to spend on other things, like a fantastic honeymoon, a car, furniture, a down payment on a house, investing for the future, or further education. Are all of these options worth giving up for a little piece of colorless carbon?
8 Reasons Why Moissanite is a Better Choice than Diamond for Fine Jewelry, Particularly Engagement Rings:
1. Engagement/wedding rings have sentimental value, not asset/investment value. Wedding rings do only two things: (1) look pretty and (2) provide a symbol / memento of the event. Accordingly, you're best served by purchasing a high quality ring that meets these two criteria at the lowest possible cost. The cost/quality/durability attributes of moissanite make it much more attractive than diamond for use in wedding rings.
2. All moissanite gems are near flawless. Since moissanite can be reliably made in a laboratory, it's easy to do quality control. Instead of selling anything that comes out of the ground, flawed moissanite can be identified and discarded. This means the moissanite you buy will be a much better quality stone than a more expensive diamond.
3. Spending less on the stone means you can spend more on the setting. Since people notice the setting more than the stone itself, the lower cost of moissanite means you have far more options to make your ring unique while keeping within your budget. Side stones, crafted bands, and bezel-set accents are all suddenly within your budget.
4. You won't start your married life in crushing debt. It's often said that financial issues are the biggest cause of arguments and difficulties in a marriage, sometimes leading all the way to divorce. Doesn't it make sense to ensure you and your wife-to-be are in the black as soon as humanly possible? Saving for a down payment, creating an emergency fund, and putting aside money to invest are all substantially easier when you're not paying hundreds of dollars a month to the lending institution that financed the diamond purchase.
5. Speaking of financing: you'll probably be able to pay cash for moissanite. If you plan ahead, you'll be able to purchase the ring with cash, avoiding interest charges that make a diamond ring even more expensive. (9.99% - 27.99% APR, anyone?)
6. Other people will assume the ring is made of diamond, since they won't be able to tell the difference. I'm not one to pass something off as another, but the reality is that people are so brainwashed about diamonds that everyone who sees your fiancée's ring will assume it is made out of diamond. (Most of the time, it's not worth explaining to them it's not.) In the 6 months my fiancée has had her ring, 100% of the people who have seen it think it's diamond. If you're worried about a "loss in prestige" if someone notices, rest assured that other people will never know unless you tell them. (Note: do not try to buy your fiancée a moissanite ring and pass it off as a diamond. Honesty is key - talk to her about it first.)
7. You can rest assured that your hard-earned money isn't subsidizing African warlords. Sleep easy - no innocent people were killed in the creation of your fine jewelry.
8. You get more bling for your buck. Given a fixed budget, you have far more creative options with moissanite than you do with diamond. Want a 2 carat solitaire? Go for it! Custom design also becomes a very affordable option. Design a ring that fits your fiancée perfectly! Your bride-to-be will love the fact that you put your creativity into the purchase, and she'll love telling her friends what good taste you have.
POETRY: FOR SHE'S BREATH IN MY LUNGS,AND THE BEAT IN MY HEART
My undying love, so to speak.
The warmth of your hand against my cheek.
Huddled together on a cold winter's day.
You make all of my fears stay away.
In your arms, I feel safe.
God knows I don't care if I die tomorrow.
For I know, if I did, I will have your love to cower.
So long as I have you my troubles are gone.
My head is pounding.
My heart is screaming.
As the words of my undying love pour out to only you.
2
Beyond the realm of comprehension,
Her simple smile can mean perfection
Mention her name, and my spirits take flight,
To reach the heavens themselves, an angelic delight
Her voice is so soothing, like waves on the shore,
Her kiss is refreshing, her laugh I adore
Her grace is unnerving, as she glides ‘cross floor,
Her kindness is maddening, tenderness her lore
Her eyes are like sapphire that pierces my soul,
Her hair flows like silk, that my hands do extol
Her beauty can put a rose to shame,
of a blind man can see,
But something more shocking and hard to believe,
Is her love she has chosen to give to me
How could she possibly love me this way?
I am simply a mortal, just a man made of clay
There’s nothing in me that’s truly appealing,
My knowledge is little, my appearance is fleeting
I have no great wealth, no silver, no gold,
The clothes on my back are tattered and old
But when she says that she loves me, my doubts fade away,
Only to surface another day
I will always wonder, why she gives me her love,
But my life is perfection, as long as she does,
My life would end, if we were to part,
For she’s the breath in my lungs, and the beat in my heart
3
A gentle touch,
a sweet soft embrace of loving
Caring in the ways of heavenly
direction
Two lovers on a path,
to discover truth
In true love
A calmness,
like an ocean at rest
Minds relaxed
in the knowledge of togetherness
No demands, no expectations
Just loving in the caring way
One for the other
In the touch of hands
And soft lips,
so gently speaking caresses
Here is the calmness
of true love
The excitement, anticipation
of loving
Always unexpectedly
Not demanding, not planning
Just being and enjoying
In the light of loving..
4
When I tell you I love you,
I would love you
With a passion growing more and more each day
When I tell you I care for you,
I would care for you
With a promise that I would remember everyday
When I tell you I would not leave you,
I would not leave you
With a conviction you would not be able to resist
And when the time comes that I would have to leave you
It doesn't mean that I do not love you
Nor does it mean that I do not care for you
But, because I know that it is inevitable
And I also know that you were the only one
The only owner of my soul, my mind and my heart
5
That momentary glance
When our wandering eyes meet.
A moment when the world stops turning
And earth has left my feet.
One photograph among many,
Taken by my tender heart.
A photograph from which my
Forsaken soul, shall never part.
This infinite second
Becomes so precious to me;
A second that, it seems,
Lasts for eternity...
6
Have I told you today that I love you?
Can you tell by the smile on my face?
I'm not sure that you know,
When my face starts to glow,
It's thoughts of you that make my heart race.
Have I told you today that I love you?
Do you know that you've conquered a feat?
You've torn down a wall,
I thought never would fall,
And it's because of you that now I'm complete.
Have I told you today that I love you?
Do you know you encompass my soul?
With every step I take,
Down this path I call "fate",
I realize, with your love, I can reach any goal.
7
When i hold your sweet body close to me
This Love inside me will show for all to see
And when i look into your beautiful eyes
This bond we share will be no surprise
The love i have for you will last forever
And this will make me smile when we're together
The love we share is so very pure
My love will grow sronger for you, of this i'm sure
My beautiful lady, i hold you tender on this summer's night
I hold you in my loving arms ever so tight
I need to kiss your sweet lips with mine
I know this will freeze this moment in time............
8
My desire for you
has gone unrealized for so long
just a slight touch from you
may be enough
to make me
lose
control.
9
Beyond the realm of comprehension,
Her simple smile can mean perfection
Mention her name, and my spirits take flight,
To reach the heavens themselves, an angelic delight
Her voice is so soothing, like waves on the shore,
Her kiss is refreshing, her laugh I adore
Her grace is unnerving, as she glides ‘cross floor,
Her kindness is maddening, tenderness her lore
Her eyes are like sapphire that pierces my soul,
Her hair flows like silk, that my hands do extol
Her beauty can put a rose to shame,
of a blind man can see,
But something more shocking and hard to believe,
Is her love she has chosen to give to me
How could she possibly love me this way?
I am simply a mortal, just a man made of clay
There’s nothing in me that’s truly appealing,
My knowledge is little, my appearance is fleeting
I have no great wealth, no silver, no gold,
The clothes on my back are tattered and old
But when she says that she loves me, my doubts fade away,
Only to surface another day
I will always wonder, why she gives me her love,
But my life is perfection, as long as she does,
My life would end, if we were to part,
For she’s the breath in my lungs, and the beat in my heart.
10
I poured out my heart the night before.
I spread its contents across your waking horizon.
You gave pause to admire the beauty.
You gave pause to say goodbye.
11
It happened quite by accident.
Or did it?
My hand, strong and secure yet soft and gentle
Reached for you.
Those eyes, at first curious with eyebrows twitching
And lids opening a little wider.
Those lips, inviting, even with the invisible
Hairs under your nose.
I watched them become moistened by your tongue
And slowly part.
I touched your skin just below your chin and to the right
As I faced you.
I knew then. We knew then.
It was like a pebble in a still pond
Sending rippling circles of energy through both of us.
That tear. The one I had seen so many time before.
The one I kissed. The one I wiped away
with the outside edge of my forefinger.
Now I understand.
Now I know what it means to touch a heart.
12
I have opened my heart and let you complete me.
You see my most intimate..
Secrets,
Thoughts,
Dreams,
Fears,
Desires,
Fantasies.
I can never hold anything back.
To be anything but true to you,
Is only going to perjure myself.
To hurt you, is to hurt myself.
We are sharing a connection.
Embracing our lives together.
I give you complete trust, respect,
And my absolute devotion.
We are on a journey,
Never to turn back.
We have given our hearts,
An eternal gift.
The warmth of your hand against my cheek.
Huddled together on a cold winter's day.
You make all of my fears stay away.
In your arms, I feel safe.
God knows I don't care if I die tomorrow.
For I know, if I did, I will have your love to cower.
So long as I have you my troubles are gone.
My head is pounding.
My heart is screaming.
As the words of my undying love pour out to only you.
2
Beyond the realm of comprehension,
Her simple smile can mean perfection
Mention her name, and my spirits take flight,
To reach the heavens themselves, an angelic delight
Her voice is so soothing, like waves on the shore,
Her kiss is refreshing, her laugh I adore
Her grace is unnerving, as she glides ‘cross floor,
Her kindness is maddening, tenderness her lore
Her eyes are like sapphire that pierces my soul,
Her hair flows like silk, that my hands do extol
Her beauty can put a rose to shame,
of a blind man can see,
But something more shocking and hard to believe,
Is her love she has chosen to give to me
How could she possibly love me this way?
I am simply a mortal, just a man made of clay
There’s nothing in me that’s truly appealing,
My knowledge is little, my appearance is fleeting
I have no great wealth, no silver, no gold,
The clothes on my back are tattered and old
But when she says that she loves me, my doubts fade away,
Only to surface another day
I will always wonder, why she gives me her love,
But my life is perfection, as long as she does,
My life would end, if we were to part,
For she’s the breath in my lungs, and the beat in my heart
3
A gentle touch,
a sweet soft embrace of loving
Caring in the ways of heavenly
direction
Two lovers on a path,
to discover truth
In true love
A calmness,
like an ocean at rest
Minds relaxed
in the knowledge of togetherness
No demands, no expectations
Just loving in the caring way
One for the other
In the touch of hands
And soft lips,
so gently speaking caresses
Here is the calmness
of true love
The excitement, anticipation
of loving
Always unexpectedly
Not demanding, not planning
Just being and enjoying
In the light of loving..
4
When I tell you I love you,
I would love you
With a passion growing more and more each day
When I tell you I care for you,
I would care for you
With a promise that I would remember everyday
When I tell you I would not leave you,
I would not leave you
With a conviction you would not be able to resist
And when the time comes that I would have to leave you
It doesn't mean that I do not love you
Nor does it mean that I do not care for you
But, because I know that it is inevitable
And I also know that you were the only one
The only owner of my soul, my mind and my heart
5
That momentary glance
When our wandering eyes meet.
A moment when the world stops turning
And earth has left my feet.
One photograph among many,
Taken by my tender heart.
A photograph from which my
Forsaken soul, shall never part.
This infinite second
Becomes so precious to me;
A second that, it seems,
Lasts for eternity...
6
Have I told you today that I love you?
Can you tell by the smile on my face?
I'm not sure that you know,
When my face starts to glow,
It's thoughts of you that make my heart race.
Have I told you today that I love you?
Do you know that you've conquered a feat?
You've torn down a wall,
I thought never would fall,
And it's because of you that now I'm complete.
Have I told you today that I love you?
Do you know you encompass my soul?
With every step I take,
Down this path I call "fate",
I realize, with your love, I can reach any goal.
7
When i hold your sweet body close to me
This Love inside me will show for all to see
And when i look into your beautiful eyes
This bond we share will be no surprise
The love i have for you will last forever
And this will make me smile when we're together
The love we share is so very pure
My love will grow sronger for you, of this i'm sure
My beautiful lady, i hold you tender on this summer's night
I hold you in my loving arms ever so tight
I need to kiss your sweet lips with mine
I know this will freeze this moment in time............
8
My desire for you
has gone unrealized for so long
just a slight touch from you
may be enough
to make me
lose
control.
9
Beyond the realm of comprehension,
Her simple smile can mean perfection
Mention her name, and my spirits take flight,
To reach the heavens themselves, an angelic delight
Her voice is so soothing, like waves on the shore,
Her kiss is refreshing, her laugh I adore
Her grace is unnerving, as she glides ‘cross floor,
Her kindness is maddening, tenderness her lore
Her eyes are like sapphire that pierces my soul,
Her hair flows like silk, that my hands do extol
Her beauty can put a rose to shame,
of a blind man can see,
But something more shocking and hard to believe,
Is her love she has chosen to give to me
How could she possibly love me this way?
I am simply a mortal, just a man made of clay
There’s nothing in me that’s truly appealing,
My knowledge is little, my appearance is fleeting
I have no great wealth, no silver, no gold,
The clothes on my back are tattered and old
But when she says that she loves me, my doubts fade away,
Only to surface another day
I will always wonder, why she gives me her love,
But my life is perfection, as long as she does,
My life would end, if we were to part,
For she’s the breath in my lungs, and the beat in my heart.
10
I poured out my heart the night before.
I spread its contents across your waking horizon.
You gave pause to admire the beauty.
You gave pause to say goodbye.
11
It happened quite by accident.
Or did it?
My hand, strong and secure yet soft and gentle
Reached for you.
Those eyes, at first curious with eyebrows twitching
And lids opening a little wider.
Those lips, inviting, even with the invisible
Hairs under your nose.
I watched them become moistened by your tongue
And slowly part.
I touched your skin just below your chin and to the right
As I faced you.
I knew then. We knew then.
It was like a pebble in a still pond
Sending rippling circles of energy through both of us.
That tear. The one I had seen so many time before.
The one I kissed. The one I wiped away
with the outside edge of my forefinger.
Now I understand.
Now I know what it means to touch a heart.
12
I have opened my heart and let you complete me.
You see my most intimate..
Secrets,
Thoughts,
Dreams,
Fears,
Desires,
Fantasies.
I can never hold anything back.
To be anything but true to you,
Is only going to perjure myself.
To hurt you, is to hurt myself.
We are sharing a connection.
Embracing our lives together.
I give you complete trust, respect,
And my absolute devotion.
We are on a journey,
Never to turn back.
We have given our hearts,
An eternal gift.
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