You have to realization that not everything that happens in life is all about you. Thinks may work out well, but you may not have been the primary reason for their success. Things may fail, but the failure may not have been your fault. You have to realize that you are not God and its is not your responsible to run the world. Some of the things that will happen to me in the year ahead will be the result of things I do and choices I make. I deserve the credit and the blame for perhaps half of the things that happens to me. If I eat and drink too much and never exercise...i have only self to blame for any health problems. Many of things that will shape my fate in the new year will be out of my hands, the result of biology, luck and other people's choices.
Why is it so hard for us to accept the idea that it's not all about us, that we may not be responsible for all the good and bad moments in our lives. As newborn..we seem to believe that the world seem to exist for no purpose other than to meet our needs. In the normal course of life...most children will reluctantly learn to leave that notion behind...but some people never learn the lesson, and most of us never learn it entirely. Bits of that infantile outlook remain hidden in our souls and emerge from time to time.
The childish fantasy of grandiosity, being the center of everything that happens, manifests itself in our tendency to feel guilty, to feel personally responsible every time something we were involved in doesn't work out as we hoped. We are so guilty-prone, unable to accept the fact that there are may be alot o reasons for something not working out, because at some perverse level, it feels good to feel bad. To be culpable is to be powerful. to be the one on whom everyone and everything depends upon.
To expect the world to treat you fairly because you are an honest person is like expecting the bull not to charge you because you are a vegetarian. When something bad happens to us, we feel singled out by fate. We are convinced that everyone else out there is happy and healthy and only we are suffering. I have know people who took pleasure in being sick or suffering bereavement because it brought them the sympathy and attention they craved. In a perverse way, it validate their need to feel special, and in their mind elevated them above all those other people who lives were lacking in drama.
If you want something and didn't get it, clearance is given you to feel sorry for yourself...when you're feeling sorry for yourself, you are not going to help others or show them kindness because you have grievance against the world....but the response to humility would lead one not to think. ..my misfortune makes me more pitiable than anyone else on earth, but, my misfortune give me a sense of kinship with other suffering souls out there. Not everything that happens is about us or because of us, then personal sorrow need not and should not, teach us to feel sorry for ourselves. It can and should teach us to feel solidarity with others. What connects us to others and the world is what breaks our hearts.
We can respond to the personal experience of heartbreak as we will almost surely encounter it, in one of two ways. We can let our pain monopolize our thoughts to the exclusion of other people and their problems. Or we can let our own experience pierce the tough outer layer of our heart and open us to compassion, becoming more complete human being in the process..
Sunday, August 19, 2012
THOUGHTS: LESSONS FROM STEVE JOB
His accomplishments and character helped define a generation and change the world. He is co-founder of the fairytale company we now know as Apple Computers. And he is the visionary of the personal computers world that led the entire computer hardware and software industry to restructure itself.
This man with boundless energy and charisma is also a master of hype, hyperbole and the catchy phrase. And even when he’s trying to talk normally, brilliant verbiage comes tumbling out.
Here’s a selection of some of the most insanely great things he said, golden lessons to help you succeed in life, Jobs-style:
1. Steve Jobs said: “Innovation distinguishes between a leader and a follower.”
Innovation has no limits. The only limit is your imagination. It’s time for you to begin thinking out of the box. If you are involved in a growing industry, think of ways to become more efficient; more customer friendly; and easier to do business with. If you are involved in a shrinking industry – get out of it quick and change before you become obsolete; out of work; or out of business. And remember that procrastination is not an option here. Start innovating now!
2. Steve Jobs said: “Be a yardstick of quality. Some people aren’t used to an environment where excellence is expected.”
There is no shortcut to excellence. You will have to make the commitment to make excellence your priority. Use your talents, abilities, and skills in the best way possible and get ahead of others by giving that little extra. Live by a higher standard and pay attention to the details that really do make the difference. Excellence is not difficult - simply decide right now to give it your best shot - and you will be amazed with what life gives you back.
3. Steve Jobs said: “The only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking. Don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it.”
I’ve got it down to four words: “Do what you love.” Seek out an occupation that gives you a sense of meaning, direction and satisfaction in life. Having a sense of purpose and striving towards goals gives life meaning, direction and satisfaction. It not only contributes to health and longevity, but also makes you feel better in difficult times. Do you jump out of bed on Monday mornings and look forward to the work week? If the answer is ‘no’ keep looking, you’ll know when you find it.
4. Steve Jobs said: “You know, we don’t grow most of the food we eat. We wear clothes other people make. We speak a language that other people developed. We use a mathematics that other people evolved… I mean, we’re constantly taking things. It’s a wonderful, ecstatic feeling to create something that puts it back in the pool of human experience and knowledge.”
Live in a way that is ethically responsible. Try to make a difference in this world and contribute to the higher good. You’ll find it gives more meaning to your life and it’s a great antidote to boredom. There is always so much to be done. And talk to others about what you are doing. Don’t preach or be self-righteous, or fanatical about it, that just puts people off, but at the same time, don’t be shy about setting an example, and use opportunities that arise to let others know what you are doing.
5. Steve Jobs said: “There’s a phrase in Buddhism, ‘Beginner’s mind.’ It’s wonderful to have a beginner’s mind.”
It is the kind of mind that can see things as they are, which step by step and in a flash can realize the original nature of everything. Beginner’s mind is Zen practice in action. It is the mind that is innocent of preconceptions and expectations, judgements and prejudices. Think of beginner’s mind as the mind that faces life like a small child, full of curiosity and wonder and amazement.
6. Steve Jobs said: “We think basically you watch television to turn your brain off, and you work on your computer when you want to turn your brain on.”
Reams of academic studies over the decades have amply confirmed television’s pernicious mental and moral influences. And most TV watchers know that their habit is mind-numbing and wasteful, but still spend most of their time in front of that box. So turn your TV off and save some brain cells. But be cautious, you can turn your brain off by using a computer also. Try and have an intelligent conversation with someone who plays first person shooters for 8 hours a day. Or auto race games, or role-playing games.
7. Steve Jobs said: “I’m the only person I know that’s lost a quarter of a billion dollars in one year…. It’s very character-building.”
Don’t equate making mistakes with being a mistake. There is no such thing as a successful person who has not failed or made mistakes, there are successful people who made mistakes and changed their lives or performance in response to them, and so got it right the next time. They viewed mistakes as warnings rather than signs of hopeless inadequacy. Never making a mistake means never living life to the full.
8. Steve Jobs said: “I would trade all of my technology for an afternoon with Socrates.”
Over the last decade, numerous books featuring lessons from historical figures have appeared on the shelves of bookstores around the world. And Socrates stands with Leonardo da Vinci, Nicholas Copernicus, Charles Darwin and Albert Einstein as a beacon of inspiration for independent thinkers. But he came first. Cicero said of Socrates that, “He called philosophy down from the skies and into the lives of men.” So use Socrates’ principles in your life, your work, your learning, and your relationships. It’s not about Socrates, it’s really about you, and how you can bring more truth, beauty and goodness into your life everyday.
9. Steve Jobs said: “We’re here to put a dent in the universe. Otherwise why else even be here?”
Did you know that you have big things to accomplish in life? And did you know that those big things are getting rather dusty while you pour yourself another cup of coffee, and decide to mull things over rather than do them? We were all born with a gift to give in life, one which informs all of our desires, interests, passions and curiosities. This gift is, in fact, our purpose. And you don’t need permission to decide your own purpose. No boss, teacher, parent, priest or other authority can decide this for you. Just find that unique purpose.
10. Steve Jobs said: “Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.”
Are you tired of living someone else’s dream? No doubt, its your life and you have every right to spend it in your own individual way without any hurdles or barriers from others. Give yourself a chance to nurture your creative qualities in a fear-free and pressure-free climate. Live a life that YOU choose and be your own boss.
Each lesson might be difficult to integrate into your life at first, but if you ease your way into each lesson, one at a time, you’ll notice an immediate improvement in your overall performance. So go ahead, give them a try.
This man with boundless energy and charisma is also a master of hype, hyperbole and the catchy phrase. And even when he’s trying to talk normally, brilliant verbiage comes tumbling out.
Here’s a selection of some of the most insanely great things he said, golden lessons to help you succeed in life, Jobs-style:
1. Steve Jobs said: “Innovation distinguishes between a leader and a follower.”
Innovation has no limits. The only limit is your imagination. It’s time for you to begin thinking out of the box. If you are involved in a growing industry, think of ways to become more efficient; more customer friendly; and easier to do business with. If you are involved in a shrinking industry – get out of it quick and change before you become obsolete; out of work; or out of business. And remember that procrastination is not an option here. Start innovating now!
2. Steve Jobs said: “Be a yardstick of quality. Some people aren’t used to an environment where excellence is expected.”
There is no shortcut to excellence. You will have to make the commitment to make excellence your priority. Use your talents, abilities, and skills in the best way possible and get ahead of others by giving that little extra. Live by a higher standard and pay attention to the details that really do make the difference. Excellence is not difficult - simply decide right now to give it your best shot - and you will be amazed with what life gives you back.
3. Steve Jobs said: “The only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking. Don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it.”
I’ve got it down to four words: “Do what you love.” Seek out an occupation that gives you a sense of meaning, direction and satisfaction in life. Having a sense of purpose and striving towards goals gives life meaning, direction and satisfaction. It not only contributes to health and longevity, but also makes you feel better in difficult times. Do you jump out of bed on Monday mornings and look forward to the work week? If the answer is ‘no’ keep looking, you’ll know when you find it.
4. Steve Jobs said: “You know, we don’t grow most of the food we eat. We wear clothes other people make. We speak a language that other people developed. We use a mathematics that other people evolved… I mean, we’re constantly taking things. It’s a wonderful, ecstatic feeling to create something that puts it back in the pool of human experience and knowledge.”
Live in a way that is ethically responsible. Try to make a difference in this world and contribute to the higher good. You’ll find it gives more meaning to your life and it’s a great antidote to boredom. There is always so much to be done. And talk to others about what you are doing. Don’t preach or be self-righteous, or fanatical about it, that just puts people off, but at the same time, don’t be shy about setting an example, and use opportunities that arise to let others know what you are doing.
5. Steve Jobs said: “There’s a phrase in Buddhism, ‘Beginner’s mind.’ It’s wonderful to have a beginner’s mind.”
It is the kind of mind that can see things as they are, which step by step and in a flash can realize the original nature of everything. Beginner’s mind is Zen practice in action. It is the mind that is innocent of preconceptions and expectations, judgements and prejudices. Think of beginner’s mind as the mind that faces life like a small child, full of curiosity and wonder and amazement.
6. Steve Jobs said: “We think basically you watch television to turn your brain off, and you work on your computer when you want to turn your brain on.”
Reams of academic studies over the decades have amply confirmed television’s pernicious mental and moral influences. And most TV watchers know that their habit is mind-numbing and wasteful, but still spend most of their time in front of that box. So turn your TV off and save some brain cells. But be cautious, you can turn your brain off by using a computer also. Try and have an intelligent conversation with someone who plays first person shooters for 8 hours a day. Or auto race games, or role-playing games.
7. Steve Jobs said: “I’m the only person I know that’s lost a quarter of a billion dollars in one year…. It’s very character-building.”
Don’t equate making mistakes with being a mistake. There is no such thing as a successful person who has not failed or made mistakes, there are successful people who made mistakes and changed their lives or performance in response to them, and so got it right the next time. They viewed mistakes as warnings rather than signs of hopeless inadequacy. Never making a mistake means never living life to the full.
8. Steve Jobs said: “I would trade all of my technology for an afternoon with Socrates.”
Over the last decade, numerous books featuring lessons from historical figures have appeared on the shelves of bookstores around the world. And Socrates stands with Leonardo da Vinci, Nicholas Copernicus, Charles Darwin and Albert Einstein as a beacon of inspiration for independent thinkers. But he came first. Cicero said of Socrates that, “He called philosophy down from the skies and into the lives of men.” So use Socrates’ principles in your life, your work, your learning, and your relationships. It’s not about Socrates, it’s really about you, and how you can bring more truth, beauty and goodness into your life everyday.
9. Steve Jobs said: “We’re here to put a dent in the universe. Otherwise why else even be here?”
Did you know that you have big things to accomplish in life? And did you know that those big things are getting rather dusty while you pour yourself another cup of coffee, and decide to mull things over rather than do them? We were all born with a gift to give in life, one which informs all of our desires, interests, passions and curiosities. This gift is, in fact, our purpose. And you don’t need permission to decide your own purpose. No boss, teacher, parent, priest or other authority can decide this for you. Just find that unique purpose.
10. Steve Jobs said: “Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.”
Are you tired of living someone else’s dream? No doubt, its your life and you have every right to spend it in your own individual way without any hurdles or barriers from others. Give yourself a chance to nurture your creative qualities in a fear-free and pressure-free climate. Live a life that YOU choose and be your own boss.
Each lesson might be difficult to integrate into your life at first, but if you ease your way into each lesson, one at a time, you’ll notice an immediate improvement in your overall performance. So go ahead, give them a try.
You should have seen the sunrise in your --you should have seen the sun's gentle reflection; you are that warmth color can never touch. I should have seen the sunrise in your eyes, I should have been able to paint a perfect memory somewhere in these lines. I could have elegantly expressed this feeling without an awkward need for reason. I would have traded all my unborn words for just a few from you. I didn't expect you'd be leaving so soon.
Send me a map, or a scientific formula for the precise steps I must dance to find your doorstep; you're five minutes away, but I'm lost in a labryinth of red lights. These nights keep repeating --and sometimes, they seem to blur into one everlasting night; truth taunts me, tells me I should have realized this before--I can't expect anything now. Another part of me responds --says timing was off, reminds me everything happens for a reason; I can't count how many times I've given advice--'he'll appear when the time is right.' --So you've appeared like a freight train through my heart and mind; everything makes sense, answers hidden so long are revealed. This is only half the story, I know, but the conclusion is out of my hands. I can turn around and connect all the dots, see a logical explanation why we both ended up here-- our paths intersect, then mesh together; my soul screams this is right, this time. --My mind reminds I can't take you anywhere you don't want to go. I wait here, frozen on the tracks
Send me a map, or a scientific formula for the precise steps I must dance to find your doorstep; you're five minutes away, but I'm lost in a labryinth of red lights. These nights keep repeating --and sometimes, they seem to blur into one everlasting night; truth taunts me, tells me I should have realized this before--I can't expect anything now. Another part of me responds --says timing was off, reminds me everything happens for a reason; I can't count how many times I've given advice--'he'll appear when the time is right.' --So you've appeared like a freight train through my heart and mind; everything makes sense, answers hidden so long are revealed. This is only half the story, I know, but the conclusion is out of my hands. I can turn around and connect all the dots, see a logical explanation why we both ended up here-- our paths intersect, then mesh together; my soul screams this is right, this time. --My mind reminds I can't take you anywhere you don't want to go. I wait here, frozen on the tracks
LOVE LETTER: WOULD YOU TAKE MY HAND? WOULD YOU?
Do you close your eyes and know yourself? When you open them and look in the mirror, are you the same person as pictured in your mind? Can you stand amidst impossibility and continue your path? Can you imagine falling in love with someone you can never obtain and love them more each day? Do you find that to be romantic? Do you feel that the cliff keeping you from reaching true happiness is but a small obstacle? Would you jump and risk everything to get there faster? Would you dance all night to live in the moment knowing that tomorrow will bring uncertainty or would you leave early to protect your heart? How often do you speak and the words come straight from your soul? Are the words truly yours? Would you give up something you love for another's happiness? Do you think you would resent that person later that day, later in life or would you give expecting nothing in return? Would you make a fool out of yourself to have fun? Would you do it in a room full of strangers? Would you do it in a room full of friends? Would you do it to make yourself smile or to see someone else smile? Would you give your last breath for another in need? Would you have to love that person to do so? Would you give up material possessions to find true love? Do you believe true love even exists? I mean the kind of love that dreamers only dream of… Do you believe in miracles? Do you believe in heaven? What legacy do you want left behind? Do you pray and if so where? Do you think you could find someone to be physically stunning even if the rest of the world finds her to be at best mediocre? If yes, do you think that others opinions over time would alter yours? Would you stand up for what you believe when the entire room is against you? Do you forgive easily? If granted one wish, what would it be? Do you think you would know your soulmate from across a crowded street? Would you run to her without looking? Every day holds a suprise and hesitation a missed opportunity. I would jump. Would you take my hand? would you?
SPIRITUAL/REVIEW: THE LESSON OF ETERNAL SUNSHINE OF THE SPOTLESS MIND
The dream vacation that turned out to be disappointingly ordinary, the perfect date who turned out be disappointingly ordinary, the job that had been our lifelong dream that, when we finally attained it, is anything but what we thought it would be. I known too many people who couldn't not enjoy their lives...their careers. their marriages, their families never quite turned out as they hoped. these people never got over their anger at God for the way their lives turned out, for all things that happened or didn't happen in their lives.
How does a person get over that bitterness, that sense of having been cheated by life? Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. It tell that story of a young couple who meet and fall passionately in love, and whose relationship ends in bitterness and anger. They find the memories of what they shared so unbearably painful in the light of their break-up that they choose to go through an experimental medical procedure to erase their memories of each other from their minds, leaving them with neither the glow of having know love nor the pain of its loss. First the young woman, then the man, visit a psychiatrist who has learned how to identify the precise location in the brain of a specific memory and how to erase it. Twice the movie quotes the philosopher Nietzche
Blessed are the forgetful for they get the better even of their blunders"
that is..it is a blessing to be able to forget the mistakes in our lives rather than live with the painful memories.....the young woman's name is Clementine,,,hinting that her fate is to be lost and gone forever.
At the climatic moment of Eternal Sunshine...a memory is triggered in the young man's brain, in order to be erased. It is the memory of a time when he and his lover were together and he says to her.....This is the happiest I have ever been in my life. At that point, he wonders why he is having the happiest moment of his entire life erased from memory justbecause its aftermath is so unbearably painful.
My answer is that if we could not remember would we will still be us? Those painful moments are such a large part of making us who we are, as the young man in the movie ultimately realizes. Without those memories...am I still me..or am I someone else. What's past is past and there is little to be gained by dwelling on it. There are perhaps no sadder people than the men and woman who have a grievance against the world because of something that happened years ago and have let that memory sour their view of life ever since.
The sad but inescapable truth is that very few people get everything they yearn for, and most of us don't get everything we deserve. I too wish it were otherwise. I wish there was a world I could move to where everyone who loved would be loved in return, where every kind person would be treated kindly by fate and by her neighbors, a world where all ailment could be cured by the weekend and all biopsies turned out to be benign. But I don't live in that world and neither does anyone else. Ask too little of life and you run the risk of coming to the end of your days never having tasted many of the pleasures God put on earth for you. Ask too much of life and you virtually guarantee heartbreak, disappointment, and the risk of thinking of yourself as a failure.
THOUGHTS: WE ARE NOT THE ONLY ONES HURTING..
We all have stories about our suffering. Most of them are narcissistic stories, narratives in which the self is the exclusive focus....making the connection between our personal pain and the pain of the world get us out of the isolation that the dark emotions tends to impose...how dare the world go on turning...how can the sun shine as usual after what happened to me?....the answer is...the world turns as it does precisely because your ego is not at the center of it. There is a part of us that didn't entirely grow up, that would like to believe that the rules don't apply to us. Sickness and sadness can happen to others, but we deserve better because we are good people...because we are smart, honest...
Some things that happen to people are authentically tragic...losing your life saving, losing a loved one. losing a loved one, but most of the things that frustrate our hopes and derail our plans are aggravation when they happen but ultimately fall short of the level of tragedy. Life has taught us to keep in mind that we are not the only ones hurting, would have us think. All right things like this happen to alot of people and they got over it. I'll hurt but I'll get over it too. Life is a chain of good days and bad. I've just had a bad day. so there ought t o be good days ahead
The hard way to learn that most disappointment in your life are relatively trivial..is to have something serious happen to you. The easier less painful way to learn that lesson is to learn it from other people's experience rather than our own. Remember misfortune should not set you apart from other happy, healthy people. It should connect you to all the other hurting people, and that means pretty much everyone.
We lose something, something we never really had, when we give up the infantile fantasy that the world exist to meet our needs, but we gain something as well. There is something liberating about the insight that we may be unique but we are not indispensable. this realization that we are not God may be hard for our ego to accept...but ultimately it will be better for our soul.
Some things that happen to people are authentically tragic...losing your life saving, losing a loved one. losing a loved one, but most of the things that frustrate our hopes and derail our plans are aggravation when they happen but ultimately fall short of the level of tragedy. Life has taught us to keep in mind that we are not the only ones hurting, would have us think. All right things like this happen to alot of people and they got over it. I'll hurt but I'll get over it too. Life is a chain of good days and bad. I've just had a bad day. so there ought t o be good days ahead
The hard way to learn that most disappointment in your life are relatively trivial..is to have something serious happen to you. The easier less painful way to learn that lesson is to learn it from other people's experience rather than our own. Remember misfortune should not set you apart from other happy, healthy people. It should connect you to all the other hurting people, and that means pretty much everyone.
We lose something, something we never really had, when we give up the infantile fantasy that the world exist to meet our needs, but we gain something as well. There is something liberating about the insight that we may be unique but we are not indispensable. this realization that we are not God may be hard for our ego to accept...but ultimately it will be better for our soul.
POETRY:IT'S YOU THAT.................
It was you that changed my life
and the way I looked at it,
it was you that changed my mind
when all I could think of was dying alone.
Now that you came into my life
I think of flying with you.
When I thought no one cared, you showed up
and with you my problems I shared.
Now you are all I care about
because you somehow changed my mind
when no one else could.
I love you for "you" and nothing else...
It's you that I live for...
It's you that I want to marry
and spend the rest of my days with.
Baby, in other words, you'll always be my ANGEL,
and you have affected my life like no other woman has,
and I LOVE YOU for that
2
Love sometimes can be like
There's no way to say forever
I may not realize my dreams
And love sometimes is like the blowing wind
It can take us to wherever
But I have broken the rules of love
I never thought I could come this far
And now I am lost in my emotions
You're becoming my devotion
I have found in your eyes the deepest answers
To the questions of my heart
I have found the light to fill the darkness
In the shadows of my life
My love is true when I am with you.
3
It seems so long
since I held you in my arms
The memory of your touch
still lingers on my body
Your whispered words of love
are echoing in my ears
My heart skips a beat
whenever I hear your name
The days seem to drag by
as I anxiously await your return
The night is haunting my soul
with wisps of time we spent together
A song we listened to sends chills
up and down my spine
The scent of you is everywhere
always reminding me and taunting me
My world is at a standstill
till at last you return
To claim me once again and remind me
we belong to each other forever
And no amount of time spent apart
can ever change our love for each other
4
The crashing of the ocean
The setting of the sun
The whispering of the willow
The way the river runs...
The way the eagle's calling
The way the panther leaps
The way the stars keep falling
The way the hollow sleeps
In the golden of the daytime
And the ebony-hued night
In the brooding of the darkness
And the brilliance of the light
The breathing of a baby
The love a mother gives
The sounds of laughing children
The life a father lives
These things are precious to the heart
They take the breath away
But they can never match the beauty
I see in you today.
5
My thoughts, my thoughts, they are always only of You
My thoughts are my writings, something different, something new
My thoughts are always changing each and every day
My thoughts turn into words of what I want to say
My thoughts become my memories and why I think of You
My thoughts fill my heart with words of a Love so true
My thoughts will keep flowing like the water in a stream
My thoughts are always only of You and You are my dream
My thoughts are a sharing of the Love I have with You
I Miss You, I Need You, I Want You, But most of all
I Love You
With all of My mind, My body and My soul
With Endless Thoughts of You
6
When I feel your touch,
it makes my body tremble.
When I smell your hair,
it makes me hunger for your passion.
When I taste your lips,
it sweeps me to our beginning,
the beginning of our fire going ablaze.
When I hear you call for me,
I know I belong and have fullness of life.
Oh but the power of your eyes.
To look into those eyes,
will take the breath from me,
stop time and hold me in eternity's arms
with just a glimpse of those eyes.
7
I want to place my hand in yours
and protect you from all harm.
I long to stroke your hair
and walk with you, arm in arm.
Your beauty surrounds me, intoxicates me,
lays me down to sleep.
To me, you are the blessed,
the shepherd to my sheep.
8
Two ordinary people taking a graceful stroll, not saying a word,
touching a hand, but deeply longing to hold.
He hesitates to stare into her eyes fearing someone might see
Knowing if he does they might gasp at what they might be.
He turns and thinks of another way to show her he cares
But every way he thinks of is not without a touch or a stare.
They've been walking for an hour now without having spoken a word
Yet he knows she needs to hear those things
even though they've already been heard.
They walk on a little further and with every step tension grows
She looks over at him sadly amd immediately he knows....
Stop! He yells, I can't take this don't you see!
This lady I walk with in silence is the love of my life and dreams!
How can you people do this, make us live our lives this way
For without her words as well as mine we might as well not be what we say.
No longer will I give into this, no longer will I hold in my thoughts.
This lady I stand here with is the one who without I am lost.
So Damn you people for making us hide the way we truly feel
I shall belt it out over houses, bridges, mountains, and even hills.
So take that society to us there is no color
Her heart belongs to me as mine to hers
(and if you haven't noticed) they bleed the same red color.
So here we stand before you people declaring our love is true
Though outside different colors show I'll still be...
LOVING YOU
9
You are asking...
Why I love you?
It is a mystery.
Do you know?
Needs no explanation...
You are mysterious
I know,
From the orbit
To the core.
You do not know...
I love you,
You know.
But you do not know
How much;
You do not know
Why;
You do not know!
It is a mystery...
You are my mystery!
I know...
I want to solve you
All my life,
As I know why;
I want to love you
All my life...
10
To my love for which I care
Through your times of rejoice or despair
When I feel you slightest touch the world seems right
For there is a cover of love that hinders my sight
When I feel your heart beating next to mine
I know that our love will withstand the winds of time
When I hold you tightly in a loving embrace
Everything is right and the world is in place
The taste of love is still fresh on my lips
For it is your taste for which my lip drips
My ocean of love knows no end
For when I search for your memories I refill again
Though I pray that we shall never part
The feelings of love will forever echo in my heart
11
A woman enters my life....
sometimes she is the soft wind that sweeps around me gently, caressing my face, leaving me as quickly as she came. In that moment she has managed to embed a part of herself into my soul, so effortlessly, simply because she exists, and for a moment I knew her.
Sometimes a woman is a forceful storm, you will notice her always, she is the hot flames dancing in front of you....calling you.....see me she says...remember me....
A Woman's presence can always be sensed, even when quiet externally..within her burns a stong, illuminating light that cradles her passion...encased in her soul. Release them from her...you are forever changed..
Stong, Beautiful, Nurturing, Intelligent, Carefree, Sharp-witted, Passionate, Vibrant, Elusive, Playful, Ever-changing, Intriquing, Gentle....
I've sensed you all, been enveloped by your passion, inspired by your strength, learned from your intelligence, wept from your gentleness...Loved you all...
My heart is a collage filled with traces of you....
12
Longing the nights steaming windows,
so close i could touch your soul
hear me in your dreams
and lost in your memory...
screams tear the dark tonight
and the way I looked at it,
it was you that changed my mind
when all I could think of was dying alone.
Now that you came into my life
I think of flying with you.
When I thought no one cared, you showed up
and with you my problems I shared.
Now you are all I care about
because you somehow changed my mind
when no one else could.
I love you for "you" and nothing else...
It's you that I live for...
It's you that I want to marry
and spend the rest of my days with.
Baby, in other words, you'll always be my ANGEL,
and you have affected my life like no other woman has,
and I LOVE YOU for that
2
Love sometimes can be like
There's no way to say forever
I may not realize my dreams
And love sometimes is like the blowing wind
It can take us to wherever
But I have broken the rules of love
I never thought I could come this far
And now I am lost in my emotions
You're becoming my devotion
I have found in your eyes the deepest answers
To the questions of my heart
I have found the light to fill the darkness
In the shadows of my life
My love is true when I am with you.
3
It seems so long
since I held you in my arms
The memory of your touch
still lingers on my body
Your whispered words of love
are echoing in my ears
My heart skips a beat
whenever I hear your name
The days seem to drag by
as I anxiously await your return
The night is haunting my soul
with wisps of time we spent together
A song we listened to sends chills
up and down my spine
The scent of you is everywhere
always reminding me and taunting me
My world is at a standstill
till at last you return
To claim me once again and remind me
we belong to each other forever
And no amount of time spent apart
can ever change our love for each other
4
The crashing of the ocean
The setting of the sun
The whispering of the willow
The way the river runs...
The way the eagle's calling
The way the panther leaps
The way the stars keep falling
The way the hollow sleeps
In the golden of the daytime
And the ebony-hued night
In the brooding of the darkness
And the brilliance of the light
The breathing of a baby
The love a mother gives
The sounds of laughing children
The life a father lives
These things are precious to the heart
They take the breath away
But they can never match the beauty
I see in you today.
5
My thoughts, my thoughts, they are always only of You
My thoughts are my writings, something different, something new
My thoughts are always changing each and every day
My thoughts turn into words of what I want to say
My thoughts become my memories and why I think of You
My thoughts fill my heart with words of a Love so true
My thoughts will keep flowing like the water in a stream
My thoughts are always only of You and You are my dream
My thoughts are a sharing of the Love I have with You
I Miss You, I Need You, I Want You, But most of all
I Love You
With all of My mind, My body and My soul
With Endless Thoughts of You
6
When I feel your touch,
it makes my body tremble.
When I smell your hair,
it makes me hunger for your passion.
When I taste your lips,
it sweeps me to our beginning,
the beginning of our fire going ablaze.
When I hear you call for me,
I know I belong and have fullness of life.
Oh but the power of your eyes.
To look into those eyes,
will take the breath from me,
stop time and hold me in eternity's arms
with just a glimpse of those eyes.
7
I want to place my hand in yours
and protect you from all harm.
I long to stroke your hair
and walk with you, arm in arm.
Your beauty surrounds me, intoxicates me,
lays me down to sleep.
To me, you are the blessed,
the shepherd to my sheep.
8
Two ordinary people taking a graceful stroll, not saying a word,
touching a hand, but deeply longing to hold.
He hesitates to stare into her eyes fearing someone might see
Knowing if he does they might gasp at what they might be.
He turns and thinks of another way to show her he cares
But every way he thinks of is not without a touch or a stare.
They've been walking for an hour now without having spoken a word
Yet he knows she needs to hear those things
even though they've already been heard.
They walk on a little further and with every step tension grows
She looks over at him sadly amd immediately he knows....
Stop! He yells, I can't take this don't you see!
This lady I walk with in silence is the love of my life and dreams!
How can you people do this, make us live our lives this way
For without her words as well as mine we might as well not be what we say.
No longer will I give into this, no longer will I hold in my thoughts.
This lady I stand here with is the one who without I am lost.
So Damn you people for making us hide the way we truly feel
I shall belt it out over houses, bridges, mountains, and even hills.
So take that society to us there is no color
Her heart belongs to me as mine to hers
(and if you haven't noticed) they bleed the same red color.
So here we stand before you people declaring our love is true
Though outside different colors show I'll still be...
LOVING YOU
9
You are asking...
Why I love you?
It is a mystery.
Do you know?
Needs no explanation...
You are mysterious
I know,
From the orbit
To the core.
You do not know...
I love you,
You know.
But you do not know
How much;
You do not know
Why;
You do not know!
It is a mystery...
You are my mystery!
I know...
I want to solve you
All my life,
As I know why;
I want to love you
All my life...
10
To my love for which I care
Through your times of rejoice or despair
When I feel you slightest touch the world seems right
For there is a cover of love that hinders my sight
When I feel your heart beating next to mine
I know that our love will withstand the winds of time
When I hold you tightly in a loving embrace
Everything is right and the world is in place
The taste of love is still fresh on my lips
For it is your taste for which my lip drips
My ocean of love knows no end
For when I search for your memories I refill again
Though I pray that we shall never part
The feelings of love will forever echo in my heart
11
A woman enters my life....
sometimes she is the soft wind that sweeps around me gently, caressing my face, leaving me as quickly as she came. In that moment she has managed to embed a part of herself into my soul, so effortlessly, simply because she exists, and for a moment I knew her.
Sometimes a woman is a forceful storm, you will notice her always, she is the hot flames dancing in front of you....calling you.....see me she says...remember me....
A Woman's presence can always be sensed, even when quiet externally..within her burns a stong, illuminating light that cradles her passion...encased in her soul. Release them from her...you are forever changed..
Stong, Beautiful, Nurturing, Intelligent, Carefree, Sharp-witted, Passionate, Vibrant, Elusive, Playful, Ever-changing, Intriquing, Gentle....
I've sensed you all, been enveloped by your passion, inspired by your strength, learned from your intelligence, wept from your gentleness...Loved you all...
My heart is a collage filled with traces of you....
12
Longing the nights steaming windows,
so close i could touch your soul
hear me in your dreams
and lost in your memory...
screams tear the dark tonight
SPIRITUAL: SOULS ENTWINED, AND SPIRITS IMPLORED---WE UNITE, HERE ONCE MORE
Something in your eyes tells me I've been here before. Coincidence and confirmation blur and bend within esoteric conversation, until silent convergence prevails. Disembodied memories embrace me like a familiar smile on a stranger's face. Time melts into space; hours and years become one inside this higher plane of blind enlightenment. Bound by energy unspoken, we follow the path before us. A mirror, or more an extension of myself: you have said these words to me some other time before. We were born into these lives, unknowing yet fully aware. --with souls entwined, and spirits implored-- we unite, here, once more
STORY: A MOMENT
The look of her eyes as always caused me to become aroused, while we were driving down the highway. As she drove down the road I could fell the familiar pressure of my cock starting to press tightly against my jeans, causing a little discomfort. After a couple of miles of this I pulled my cock out and start to stroke it slowly. I see her eyes drift toward my moving hand and when she sees what's going on she gets a grin on her face, now attempting to drive and look at me stroking my cock. She reaches over and starts to gently play with my balls; I shiver and moan in response to her gentle manipulations still stoking my cock. Taking a finger she plays with the tip on my firm cock and getting her own finger cover in pre-cum sucks on it looking at me with that lustful sexy look on her face.
We pull into the driveway and as she turns of the engine before she starts to help me stoke my cock. She then bends over and starts to lick the pre-cum off of the top of my now rock had cock; removing my hand and taking control. She swirls her tongue around my head before taking just it into her warm wet mouth. She starts to use the other hand to once again play with my sac and I take the opportunity to play with her ample and gorgeous breast. Then I feel her take more of me cock into her mouth and still running her tongue on the underside of it making me moan, but I'm still able to lift her skirt up and place a finger into her very wet hot pussy. While she's sucking up and down on my hard on I'm stinking a finger in her steaming pussy and gently rubbing her clit felling her moan on my cock almost makes me shoot my load in her mouth. Taking my cock out of her mouth and licking my cock from my balls up to the tip making it wet with her saliva, she surprise me and takes my entire cock in her mouth making me shoot my load, which she takes every single drop smiling as she puts my still hard cock back into my jeans. Giving me a sexy kiss the whispering in my ear "hurry up so you can taste me because I want to feel your tongue on my cunt before you stick me with you hard cock".
I follow her into the house and can only make it into the Living room before I start kissing her hungrily, running my hands up and down her sexy body. Moving her onto the sofa I push her skirt up and enjoying the sexy smell of her snatch. First I start licking up her juices like a desperate man in Death Valley. Then I start to slowly lick her pussy sticking my tongue inside her then running up to her clit like a kitten getting milk from a bowl. When I'm bringing my tongue up I flatten it so it's gently touching her labia until I can get to her clit and start to gently suck on it. I'm hearing her moaning so I know I'm eating her just the way she loves it. I move my hands and start to feel her as then bring them around so I can spread her pussy out to get better access to her clit. Sucking on her clit it getting her wet so I can go down and swallow more of her tasty juices. Suddenly she starts to fuck my face I know this is the signal that she's about to come hard, so I focus my attention on gently sucking on her clit, then I feel her tense up so I cover her pussy with my mouth and as she comes I lick up most of her juices as she showers my mouth and face as she orgasms.
We both rip off our clothing, both wanting me to but my hard cock inside soaking wet pussy.
She lies down on the floor spreading her legs; I join her kissing slowly up her body until we're kissing passionately feeling my hard cock at the entrance to her pussy. Slowly I enter into her wanting to savor how tight her cunt is wrapped around my cock until I'm all the way inside. Pumping slowly inside her I start to kiss her neck the move my head down so I can start to suck on her tits; taking each nipple into my mouth as she squeezes them together allowing me better access to them. Lifting her legs up over my shoulders I start to pump my cock into her cunt going all the way inside then pulling out until just the tip is inside, she making passionate noise while smiling at me, both of us staring into one another's eyes. Looking at her smile while I'm inside her I feel my balls tighten up and loudly moan "baby I'm going to cum". I start pumping harder and fast as I feel her cunt tighten around my cock and both of us yelling like banshees we cum together. Letting her legs fall down I wrap my hands around her, and we kiss again exploring one another's mouths.
Lying on the floor she gets a grin then tells me she's going to ride me. With my cock still hard, we roll over so that she's on top and first she starts to grind my cock into her pussy moving to and fro. I love it when she's on to because it lets me run my hands all over her body, making sure I give her breast extra attention. Moving up and down on my hard cock she bends forward while I lift up so that I can suck on her tits. She's ridding me while I suck on her boobs, and run my all over her back from her ass to her neck. Throwing her head back I know she's about to cum again and feeling my balls tighten up I know well be coming together once again. I see her face tense up and she lets out with a scream feeling her juices running down my cock cause me to cum with her reach up pulling her against me feeling her body against mine as we're Cumming together.
I bring my hand up and start playing with her nipple and start to suck one the other and I hear her moan in approval. She reaches down and starts to stroke my post ejaculated sensitive cock, causing me to moan with her, pushing me on my back. With my cock still in her hand she moves down and sucks on my nipples sending electricity trough my body. Slowly moving her tongue down my body until licking up and down my cock again. While she's licking up and down my once again rock hard cock I run my hands over her lovely body enjoying how her skin feels. Suddenly I feel her take my cock in her mouth causing shudder throughout my body. My fingers roam up her inner thighs feeling the heat from her moist cunt before sticking them inside and making her hum upon my cock causing me tense up. I then bring her cum soaked pussy to my mouth so I can taste her once aging as she sucks upon my cock wanting to taste my cum in her mouth.
Diving my tongue deep into her pussy, feel her juices drip down upon me that I savor like a man in a drought. Gripping her ass to push her pussy firmly on my face licking her clit so I can feel that knowing sensation of her moaning on my cock. As she takes more of my cock within her mouth I gently lick her cunt, as she gets even wetter as me both are arouse by our ministrations of one another. So aroused am I by the cock sucking that I get I tense up and she speeds up her movements causing me to shoot my load in her mouth which in turn cause her to cum so hard the her juices overflow from my mouth all over my face. She continues to suck on my cock attempting to get every bit of cum out of my cock.
We pull into the driveway and as she turns of the engine before she starts to help me stoke my cock. She then bends over and starts to lick the pre-cum off of the top of my now rock had cock; removing my hand and taking control. She swirls her tongue around my head before taking just it into her warm wet mouth. She starts to use the other hand to once again play with my sac and I take the opportunity to play with her ample and gorgeous breast. Then I feel her take more of me cock into her mouth and still running her tongue on the underside of it making me moan, but I'm still able to lift her skirt up and place a finger into her very wet hot pussy. While she's sucking up and down on my hard on I'm stinking a finger in her steaming pussy and gently rubbing her clit felling her moan on my cock almost makes me shoot my load in her mouth. Taking my cock out of her mouth and licking my cock from my balls up to the tip making it wet with her saliva, she surprise me and takes my entire cock in her mouth making me shoot my load, which she takes every single drop smiling as she puts my still hard cock back into my jeans. Giving me a sexy kiss the whispering in my ear "hurry up so you can taste me because I want to feel your tongue on my cunt before you stick me with you hard cock".
I follow her into the house and can only make it into the Living room before I start kissing her hungrily, running my hands up and down her sexy body. Moving her onto the sofa I push her skirt up and enjoying the sexy smell of her snatch. First I start licking up her juices like a desperate man in Death Valley. Then I start to slowly lick her pussy sticking my tongue inside her then running up to her clit like a kitten getting milk from a bowl. When I'm bringing my tongue up I flatten it so it's gently touching her labia until I can get to her clit and start to gently suck on it. I'm hearing her moaning so I know I'm eating her just the way she loves it. I move my hands and start to feel her as then bring them around so I can spread her pussy out to get better access to her clit. Sucking on her clit it getting her wet so I can go down and swallow more of her tasty juices. Suddenly she starts to fuck my face I know this is the signal that she's about to come hard, so I focus my attention on gently sucking on her clit, then I feel her tense up so I cover her pussy with my mouth and as she comes I lick up most of her juices as she showers my mouth and face as she orgasms.
We both rip off our clothing, both wanting me to but my hard cock inside soaking wet pussy.
She lies down on the floor spreading her legs; I join her kissing slowly up her body until we're kissing passionately feeling my hard cock at the entrance to her pussy. Slowly I enter into her wanting to savor how tight her cunt is wrapped around my cock until I'm all the way inside. Pumping slowly inside her I start to kiss her neck the move my head down so I can start to suck on her tits; taking each nipple into my mouth as she squeezes them together allowing me better access to them. Lifting her legs up over my shoulders I start to pump my cock into her cunt going all the way inside then pulling out until just the tip is inside, she making passionate noise while smiling at me, both of us staring into one another's eyes. Looking at her smile while I'm inside her I feel my balls tighten up and loudly moan "baby I'm going to cum". I start pumping harder and fast as I feel her cunt tighten around my cock and both of us yelling like banshees we cum together. Letting her legs fall down I wrap my hands around her, and we kiss again exploring one another's mouths.
Lying on the floor she gets a grin then tells me she's going to ride me. With my cock still hard, we roll over so that she's on top and first she starts to grind my cock into her pussy moving to and fro. I love it when she's on to because it lets me run my hands all over her body, making sure I give her breast extra attention. Moving up and down on my hard cock she bends forward while I lift up so that I can suck on her tits. She's ridding me while I suck on her boobs, and run my all over her back from her ass to her neck. Throwing her head back I know she's about to cum again and feeling my balls tighten up I know well be coming together once again. I see her face tense up and she lets out with a scream feeling her juices running down my cock cause me to cum with her reach up pulling her against me feeling her body against mine as we're Cumming together.
I bring my hand up and start playing with her nipple and start to suck one the other and I hear her moan in approval. She reaches down and starts to stroke my post ejaculated sensitive cock, causing me to moan with her, pushing me on my back. With my cock still in her hand she moves down and sucks on my nipples sending electricity trough my body. Slowly moving her tongue down my body until licking up and down my cock again. While she's licking up and down my once again rock hard cock I run my hands over her lovely body enjoying how her skin feels. Suddenly I feel her take my cock in her mouth causing shudder throughout my body. My fingers roam up her inner thighs feeling the heat from her moist cunt before sticking them inside and making her hum upon my cock causing me tense up. I then bring her cum soaked pussy to my mouth so I can taste her once aging as she sucks upon my cock wanting to taste my cum in her mouth.
Diving my tongue deep into her pussy, feel her juices drip down upon me that I savor like a man in a drought. Gripping her ass to push her pussy firmly on my face licking her clit so I can feel that knowing sensation of her moaning on my cock. As she takes more of my cock within her mouth I gently lick her cunt, as she gets even wetter as me both are arouse by our ministrations of one another. So aroused am I by the cock sucking that I get I tense up and she speeds up her movements causing me to shoot my load in her mouth which in turn cause her to cum so hard the her juices overflow from my mouth all over my face. She continues to suck on my cock attempting to get every bit of cum out of my cock.
LOVE LETTER: YOU ARE
You penetrate me with a single word --a syllable inaudible, unheard. Your silence disturbs my peace --forbids me from attending to irrelevancies. Your lips taunt me with muted sentences --thoughts kept hidden beneath a skin of mystery. Uncertainty, and the absence of knowledge consume and suspend me at the mouth of your truth
You are that one wild thing I can never tame nor hold, yet I cling to reason without strength, without vision. I know the darkness inside you and I see light in your eyes-- yet there aren't enough seasons to capture a memory from a dream. Schemes of the soul remain and remind of meaning, of depth and the color of blind. There are words void of wisdom, and fear without place. In my silence, I surrender everything --for what it's worth.
You are my sunrise warm salmon and golden hued, and you stretch across my sky like an angelic echo. Your starlit eyes breathe meaning in every glance--a quiet colloquium punctuated by borealis smiles. When I feel your cheek against mine, I understand the meaning of love and life. I photograph you with my eyes as rebel strands coil dark silk along edges of your ears, then bounce as you dance like a wildflower in wind. Even in momentary stillness, I see your inner fury-- fire in your soul. I will play keeper of the flame, and before my night draws near-- I will teach you to shape and hold it in your hands. In seasons between dawn and dusk, when my light fades into a flicker --take your spark and set the world on fire.
I don't know if anyone really has a chance-- held up to the light --your image shining behind. Time don't erase lines --eternal blueprints no architect could reproduce. Someone's resurrected ghosts, they shackle and drag me all the way back to the crib where your eyes are exquisite slits and your tongue It's all a dream-- every moment, I wait for the sun to rise; I don't want to waste my time, I know I'll be waking soon. Your words: so pure, weave fibers through my soul. I want to frame you, hang you on my wall --so you'll always be there and I won't have to go away. --And I adore you, more than we'll ever see-- Somewhere between there and here, You haunt me, and I make love to your memory. Nothing compares when held up to the light.
You are that one wild thing I can never tame nor hold, yet I cling to reason without strength, without vision. I know the darkness inside you and I see light in your eyes-- yet there aren't enough seasons to capture a memory from a dream. Schemes of the soul remain and remind of meaning, of depth and the color of blind. There are words void of wisdom, and fear without place. In my silence, I surrender everything --for what it's worth.
You are my sunrise warm salmon and golden hued, and you stretch across my sky like an angelic echo. Your starlit eyes breathe meaning in every glance--a quiet colloquium punctuated by borealis smiles. When I feel your cheek against mine, I understand the meaning of love and life. I photograph you with my eyes as rebel strands coil dark silk along edges of your ears, then bounce as you dance like a wildflower in wind. Even in momentary stillness, I see your inner fury-- fire in your soul. I will play keeper of the flame, and before my night draws near-- I will teach you to shape and hold it in your hands. In seasons between dawn and dusk, when my light fades into a flicker --take your spark and set the world on fire.
I don't know if anyone really has a chance-- held up to the light --your image shining behind. Time don't erase lines --eternal blueprints no architect could reproduce. Someone's resurrected ghosts, they shackle and drag me all the way back to the crib where your eyes are exquisite slits and your tongue It's all a dream-- every moment, I wait for the sun to rise; I don't want to waste my time, I know I'll be waking soon. Your words: so pure, weave fibers through my soul. I want to frame you, hang you on my wall --so you'll always be there and I won't have to go away. --And I adore you, more than we'll ever see-- Somewhere between there and here, You haunt me, and I make love to your memory. Nothing compares when held up to the light.
STORY
Here eyes are the pale brown leave on a faded postcard. Her skin is luminous and her face seem to give off light from some internal source. Her feature are perfectly symmetrical. Her beauty stands out even in a crowd of superhuman chic people, because she's not wearing that much make-up and she obviously doesn't give a dam about fashion. I try to stop myself from staring but no one else in the street seem to have even noticed her arrival
STORY: SHE WAKES UP WITH .....
He slept silently in the bed, sprawled out on his back; the blankets kicked to the floor. She crept slowly into the room closing the door soundlessly behind her. She stopped at the foot of the bed watching his chest rise and fall in a steady rhythm. She crawled onto the bed between his legs careful not to wake him. She placed her hand on the inside of his thigh and slid it slowly higher until her fingertips grazed his balls racking her fingernails across them and then back down. She placed her lips close to his skin so he could feel the heat of her breath. Then she ran her tongue across his balls and up his cock. She flicked the tip of her tongue along the head of his cock and then placed it in her mouth. She looked up at him through her eyelashes and her eyes met his. She smiled wickedly and slowly slid the rest of his cock into her mouth. She circled the base of his cock with her fingers and increased the pressure slightly as she lifted her head running her tongue back and forth. His cock pulsed as it filled with blood getting hard in her mouth. She sucked hard on the tip before releasing it and running her fingers up and down softly. She placed his cock back in her mouth and slid her lips back down to the base, then sucked on it pulling it out slowly bending it away from his body almost reaching the tip before sinking back down again. She increased the rhythm slowly, alternately using her hand and mouth. The fingers on her other hand caressed his balls as she pleasured him. He placed his hand on her head pushing her hair out of his way so he could watch her. She looked up at him as she released the head of his cock and then ran her tongue around the ridge slowly.
“Good morning,” she said as she lapped at his cock like a contented kitten.
“It looks that way,” he replied. She lowered her lashes flirtatiously and then laughed at her own silly attempt to be coy. She kissed the hand that he had placed on her cheek and then licked the tip of his cock again. He moaned softly and raised his hips when she sucked his cock back into her mouth. He tangled his fingers in her curly hair as her head moved up and down steadily. She placed as much of his cock into her mouth as she could and stopped moving. She sucked deeply and slowly raised her head. She placed her thumb under his balls and pressed on the muscle pulsing there. She sucked a little harder as she reached the head, then sank quickly back down and he exploded in her mouth. He watched her through half lidded eyes waiting patiently for her next move. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye as she lowered her head. She licked his cock, cleaning it of every drop of cum. Slowly she crept up his body watching him intently. She kissed him deeply the taste of him still on her lips and tongue.
“Do I taste as good as you”, she asks softly.
“Why don’t you find out”, he replied and slipped a finger between her nether lips, into her. He pressed it in slightly, twisting it as he pulled back out. His finger glistened with her moisture. He rubbed it across her bottom lip waiting for entrance into her mouth. Her tongue darted out coaxing his finger inside. She sucked lightly on it, her taste and his combined into an intoxicating drug.
She released his finger and looked down at him. Futilely she tried to slow her racing heart. He watched the internal battle play out in her eyes waiting for the right moment to push her over the edge. She moved towards him slowly, her eyes never leaving his. Her hair slid forward, it’s long curly locks teasing along his skin as she moved closer.
She leaned over him her face inches from his; her breath and his exchanged with each exhale. She moved forward to kiss him, her lips barely touching his, the heat of her breath making them moist. She exhaled slowly, teasing him, tormenting him, but not quite touching him. She licked her bottom lip, the tip of her tongue slipping out to caress the fullest part of his bottom lip. He followed her as she pulled away, his hands tangling in her hair, capturing her lips in a deep kiss.
She gave into the kiss for a moment, lost in the warmth of his embrace. She pulled away when she realized he was testing her, seeing if she would submit or if she was continue. Slowly she slid down his body, her breasts resting against his chest her nipples slipping along his heated skin in a shared caress. Her thigh rubbed against his cock when she moved back up his body. She kissed him slowly, their eyes caught in a challenge. He was taunting her, daring her to go further.
She straddled one of his legs. He could feel her wet heat brush his skin as she moved. He raised his leg slightly, pressing it closer to her pleasure point. She rocked into him and moaned sweetly her nails digging into his skin. The pleasure she took entranced her, igniting her passion to a fevered pitch. She bit his neck to keep from screaming in need. Raising her leg she placed it on the other side of his body. He could feel the scorching heat of her yearning burn the skin of his stomach.
She moved slowly back and forth her breasts and pussy caressing his skin. He placed his hands on her breasts, squeezing them gently, his thumb teasing her nipple. She pressed closer to him, giving his mouth access to her breasts. She straddled his chest, her pussy planted firmly against his diaphragm; making each breath he took a tormenting caress.
He placed one of her nipples in his mouth, rolling it along his tongue, then repeated the process on her other breast. He kissed a path up her neck to her ear. He bit the lobe delicately.
“Don’t let me distract you from your purpose”, he whispered breathlessly, his hands skidding down her body to her backside. He pressed her tighter to him and raised his hips in invitation. She lifted slightly off of him and moved back slowly. She felt the head of his cock trace her crease. He raised his hips again breaking between her lips trying to gain entrance, but she moved too quickly and his cock grazed her clitoris.
She lowered herself completely trapping him between their bodies. Moving is a small circle she teased them both, building his need with each movement. His fingers dug into her flesh almost bruising her. When she could take no more she lifted her hips and let his cock slip to her entrance. She stopped wanting to delay the pleasure. He moaned in frustration, wanting, needing to be inside of her. She let him slip a little further into her then rolled her hips gently teasing him. She leaned forward to give him a small kiss and then sank back down swiftly, impaling herself on his cock.
She paused for a moment breathing deeply, trying to contain her raging need. In teasing him she had placed herself in a tempest of yearning, she wasn’t sure she could contain her own climax until he reached his. She moved slightly, smashing her clitoris against his pelvic bone and nearly screamed in ecstasy. Her mind battled with her over sensitized body trying to regain some semblance of control. She had set out to seduce him and had in turn been seduced.
He looked up into her stricken passion glazed eyes as a tear rolled down her cheek. He pulled her down into his arms and held her as she battled with emotions she didn’t want to feel.
“Let it go”, he whispered and kissed her gently. She breathed in deeply and exhaled on a shuddering sigh. He rolled her over onto her back and kissed his way down her stomach. He separated her lips with his tongue rolling the tip around her clitoris. Placing his lips around it he sucked it into his mouth. He held it with his teeth as he flicked it with his tongue, begging her to cum and she did. Her body vibrated as he drank the cum from her lips. Her nails clawed at his scalp, nearly drawing blood. Her back was bowed and her mouth was open in a silent moan. She had actually screamed his name, but he doubted she even realized it.
He crawled up next to her and pulled her back into his arms. He kissed her deeply sharing the taste of her cum with her. She lifted her leg and draped it over him. His cock pulsed against her wanting more. His hands found her breasts and he kneaded them, pinching the nipples. She dug her nails into his back; her passion for him still inflamed.
She pushed him onto his back and followed him climbing on top of him again. The time for teasing had passed and she slid down onto his cock. She sat up taking all of him inside of her, and then leaned back slightly, bending his cock as it slipped out of her. She rocked back and forth only allowing an inch or two to separate them as she clenched the walls of her pussy around him. She moved slowly tormenting him. He bucked against her, pressing deeper, clamoring for completion. She began to move faster, feeling his cock harden with each thrust.
He sat up quickly and claimed her lips in a turbulent kiss. She wrapped her legs around his back holding him tightly. He leaned her back and began to trust into her violently, his need out of control. Her nails clawed his back drawing blood, their gentle need ignited into mindless passion. She met each of his thrusts as he struggled to get deeper into her. He pulled her legs up further onto his back and sank all the way into her. She heard him moan and felt his teeth sink into her shoulder a split second before her world exploded in a flash of brilliant white light. He gave her a soft lingering kiss before he pulled her into his arms and drifted back to sleep.
“Good morning,” she said as she lapped at his cock like a contented kitten.
“It looks that way,” he replied. She lowered her lashes flirtatiously and then laughed at her own silly attempt to be coy. She kissed the hand that he had placed on her cheek and then licked the tip of his cock again. He moaned softly and raised his hips when she sucked his cock back into her mouth. He tangled his fingers in her curly hair as her head moved up and down steadily. She placed as much of his cock into her mouth as she could and stopped moving. She sucked deeply and slowly raised her head. She placed her thumb under his balls and pressed on the muscle pulsing there. She sucked a little harder as she reached the head, then sank quickly back down and he exploded in her mouth. He watched her through half lidded eyes waiting patiently for her next move. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye as she lowered her head. She licked his cock, cleaning it of every drop of cum. Slowly she crept up his body watching him intently. She kissed him deeply the taste of him still on her lips and tongue.
“Do I taste as good as you”, she asks softly.
“Why don’t you find out”, he replied and slipped a finger between her nether lips, into her. He pressed it in slightly, twisting it as he pulled back out. His finger glistened with her moisture. He rubbed it across her bottom lip waiting for entrance into her mouth. Her tongue darted out coaxing his finger inside. She sucked lightly on it, her taste and his combined into an intoxicating drug.
She released his finger and looked down at him. Futilely she tried to slow her racing heart. He watched the internal battle play out in her eyes waiting for the right moment to push her over the edge. She moved towards him slowly, her eyes never leaving his. Her hair slid forward, it’s long curly locks teasing along his skin as she moved closer.
She leaned over him her face inches from his; her breath and his exchanged with each exhale. She moved forward to kiss him, her lips barely touching his, the heat of her breath making them moist. She exhaled slowly, teasing him, tormenting him, but not quite touching him. She licked her bottom lip, the tip of her tongue slipping out to caress the fullest part of his bottom lip. He followed her as she pulled away, his hands tangling in her hair, capturing her lips in a deep kiss.
She gave into the kiss for a moment, lost in the warmth of his embrace. She pulled away when she realized he was testing her, seeing if she would submit or if she was continue. Slowly she slid down his body, her breasts resting against his chest her nipples slipping along his heated skin in a shared caress. Her thigh rubbed against his cock when she moved back up his body. She kissed him slowly, their eyes caught in a challenge. He was taunting her, daring her to go further.
She straddled one of his legs. He could feel her wet heat brush his skin as she moved. He raised his leg slightly, pressing it closer to her pleasure point. She rocked into him and moaned sweetly her nails digging into his skin. The pleasure she took entranced her, igniting her passion to a fevered pitch. She bit his neck to keep from screaming in need. Raising her leg she placed it on the other side of his body. He could feel the scorching heat of her yearning burn the skin of his stomach.
She moved slowly back and forth her breasts and pussy caressing his skin. He placed his hands on her breasts, squeezing them gently, his thumb teasing her nipple. She pressed closer to him, giving his mouth access to her breasts. She straddled his chest, her pussy planted firmly against his diaphragm; making each breath he took a tormenting caress.
He placed one of her nipples in his mouth, rolling it along his tongue, then repeated the process on her other breast. He kissed a path up her neck to her ear. He bit the lobe delicately.
“Don’t let me distract you from your purpose”, he whispered breathlessly, his hands skidding down her body to her backside. He pressed her tighter to him and raised his hips in invitation. She lifted slightly off of him and moved back slowly. She felt the head of his cock trace her crease. He raised his hips again breaking between her lips trying to gain entrance, but she moved too quickly and his cock grazed her clitoris.
She lowered herself completely trapping him between their bodies. Moving is a small circle she teased them both, building his need with each movement. His fingers dug into her flesh almost bruising her. When she could take no more she lifted her hips and let his cock slip to her entrance. She stopped wanting to delay the pleasure. He moaned in frustration, wanting, needing to be inside of her. She let him slip a little further into her then rolled her hips gently teasing him. She leaned forward to give him a small kiss and then sank back down swiftly, impaling herself on his cock.
She paused for a moment breathing deeply, trying to contain her raging need. In teasing him she had placed herself in a tempest of yearning, she wasn’t sure she could contain her own climax until he reached his. She moved slightly, smashing her clitoris against his pelvic bone and nearly screamed in ecstasy. Her mind battled with her over sensitized body trying to regain some semblance of control. She had set out to seduce him and had in turn been seduced.
He looked up into her stricken passion glazed eyes as a tear rolled down her cheek. He pulled her down into his arms and held her as she battled with emotions she didn’t want to feel.
“Let it go”, he whispered and kissed her gently. She breathed in deeply and exhaled on a shuddering sigh. He rolled her over onto her back and kissed his way down her stomach. He separated her lips with his tongue rolling the tip around her clitoris. Placing his lips around it he sucked it into his mouth. He held it with his teeth as he flicked it with his tongue, begging her to cum and she did. Her body vibrated as he drank the cum from her lips. Her nails clawed at his scalp, nearly drawing blood. Her back was bowed and her mouth was open in a silent moan. She had actually screamed his name, but he doubted she even realized it.
He crawled up next to her and pulled her back into his arms. He kissed her deeply sharing the taste of her cum with her. She lifted her leg and draped it over him. His cock pulsed against her wanting more. His hands found her breasts and he kneaded them, pinching the nipples. She dug her nails into his back; her passion for him still inflamed.
She pushed him onto his back and followed him climbing on top of him again. The time for teasing had passed and she slid down onto his cock. She sat up taking all of him inside of her, and then leaned back slightly, bending his cock as it slipped out of her. She rocked back and forth only allowing an inch or two to separate them as she clenched the walls of her pussy around him. She moved slowly tormenting him. He bucked against her, pressing deeper, clamoring for completion. She began to move faster, feeling his cock harden with each thrust.
He sat up quickly and claimed her lips in a turbulent kiss. She wrapped her legs around his back holding him tightly. He leaned her back and began to trust into her violently, his need out of control. Her nails clawed his back drawing blood, their gentle need ignited into mindless passion. She met each of his thrusts as he struggled to get deeper into her. He pulled her legs up further onto his back and sank all the way into her. She heard him moan and felt his teeth sink into her shoulder a split second before her world exploded in a flash of brilliant white light. He gave her a soft lingering kiss before he pulled her into his arms and drifted back to sleep.
POETRY: CHERISH THE MOMENT; IT'S FOR US TO RECALL
i imagine your eyelids closing,
petals hiding ivory orbs.
soft but delicate
and so tender,
i rain kisses upon them, dear.
i am more than a spectre,
never lacking any depth.
feel my warmth
and my passion
flow through your vains, your body whole.
i am the man that you've been wanting.
tears falling from my eyes
cool and soothe
upon your skin,
tears that only love can bring.
i whisper for your eyes to open.
see yourself in my embrace.
may you cry
and smile sweetly
for i am yours, you are my dream.
2
Be the sun, that shines through
my window,
and fills my day with light.
Be the love, that gives each moment
feeling,
and fills my life with joy.
Be the breath that fills my
lungs with air,
which gives my body life.
3
We talk all day with intentions
of meeting someday and being
together...
Just to look into your eyes,
to feel a touch of your tender
lips, to feel your soft fingers
upon my body, to see you smile
at me... Just to love you
with hugs and kisses! Just to
smother you with my love...
I would give up everything.
4
Looking up at the stars
Her hand on mine
No time to waste
Can I say it
Start to tremble
Why Can't I just say it
I reach for her face
the touch
the feel
Of her beautiful face
Turn it towards mine
Time stands still
Stars come to sudden stop
"I love you"
5
You're the fire in my eyes
the flame in my heart
Your heat warms each and every body part.
Can't believe how much warmth you have brought to my life
How much I yearn to be your wife
So if we are so happy together why does it hurt so bad?
When I know you're upset and sad!
Why can't we just be happy together
and live our lives through good and bad weather.
No matter what others may say we should do
I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
Wanted to make your life happy as I could.
No matter what it took I would.
I would dry away your tears
and help to face our fears
Together we should be
for all eternity! ! ! !
6
A smiling angel floats through the door
She enters, embraces me, grants me one kiss
My soul is lifted, my emotions soar
From the kiss of an angel, a moment of bliss
Life doesn't give us unlimited measure
Death, in the end, claims us all
Kindred spirits are to be treasured
Cherish the moment; it's for us to recall
The length of a glance, a soft fleeting touch
Clues to the heart? What does she feel?
I could guess, I will hope, but not too much
Still... I wonder... is the vision real?
As she looks my way, what does she see?
The answer's the smile she smiles at me
7
Listen to me when I say,
We all have had love in our past and enjoyed that first kiss,
When you're not here with me you're missed.
Knowing that our love will last,
We close the doors to the outside world.
Holding you in my arms, giving you a loving kiss,
Outside it can rain or even storm.
It don't matter to me, as long as you're in my arms.
If I should kiss your cheek that's wet with tears,
I can feel the wetness and the pain.
Listen to me as I say, Darlin, it don't matter
As long as I'm the one to help it be all better.
If you should have cake on your face and are looking funny,
I'll still give you a kiss because you're always sweet.
When you want to stay home and just cuddle,
And I want to go out and dance the night away,
When you want to walk the mall
And I want to walk the beach at sunset and get our feet wet,
Listen to me when I say, it don't matter
As long as you're by my side, hand in hand.
What I'm trying to say is, I love you no matter what.
It don't matter, as long as we're not apart.
We may grow old and gray,
Then we can look back and truly say,
It don't matter, as long as you can hear me say
Darlin, it don't matter, all that matters to me is our love
8
Your eyes look hauntingly
familiar.
Old feelings begin to stir
inside of me.
Have we met before?
Your embrace intoxicates
me.
I somehow feel
at home.
And when you roar with laughter,
My soul smiles.
Long, connecting conversations.
Finished sentences,
and an unspoken knowledge.
I see myself in
you.
Travel with me through this lifetime,
as we've done before...
Except this time,
Our love will grow a little more.
9
Your beautiful face
Your gorgeous eyes
Are staring at me
To my suprise
I wonder what you are thinking
Your gaze is so intense
You are driving me crazy
You're keeping me in suspense
Are you looking at me?
10
As I lay in bed holding my pillow tight,
I think of you throughout the night.
Trying to replay the events from the past day,
hoping tomorrow will be as good as today.
You overflowed my empty soul with your kiss,
you filled me with the feeling that I missed.
I will not lie, there was a hole,
but it was my heart that you stole.
Every second I think of you,
of everyday, that's what I do.
I rush through the day,
so that I may...
... spend another night with you.
11
Love untouchable but unmistakable
in the distance I see
a flower blooming in the dawn
Petals like satin that I long to touch
Oh, how this heartache
beats violently
Ripping my chest in two
our hands reach for each other
into this
Void
Love has set before us
and as our hands close the gap
our
hearts
fall
beating apart
Never to know love's
Touch
12
You are a work of art
that touches me deep in my heart
Your beauty blends
--transends
radiates through your a beautiful complexion
that it gives my heart ressurection
You may not appear to be a lot
but you put my heart deep into thought
for you are rare like a third shoe in a pair
and there is nothing to compare
to how I feel about you in my heart
because you are a work of art
You are a work of art
that will never go sour or tart
you are the one who made me believe
that true beauty can be achieved
I admire your every detail--
all your rich colors from bold to pale
I admire your beautiful scenery
for it is beauty that can't be made with any machinery
The way you came about will always be a mystery
but you will always be remebered in my heart as important history
Your image will never retire
because you are something I will always admire
for your beauty will never depart
because you are a work of art
petals hiding ivory orbs.
soft but delicate
and so tender,
i rain kisses upon them, dear.
i am more than a spectre,
never lacking any depth.
feel my warmth
and my passion
flow through your vains, your body whole.
i am the man that you've been wanting.
tears falling from my eyes
cool and soothe
upon your skin,
tears that only love can bring.
i whisper for your eyes to open.
see yourself in my embrace.
may you cry
and smile sweetly
for i am yours, you are my dream.
2
Be the sun, that shines through
my window,
and fills my day with light.
Be the love, that gives each moment
feeling,
and fills my life with joy.
Be the breath that fills my
lungs with air,
which gives my body life.
3
We talk all day with intentions
of meeting someday and being
together...
Just to look into your eyes,
to feel a touch of your tender
lips, to feel your soft fingers
upon my body, to see you smile
at me... Just to love you
with hugs and kisses! Just to
smother you with my love...
I would give up everything.
4
Looking up at the stars
Her hand on mine
No time to waste
Can I say it
Start to tremble
Why Can't I just say it
I reach for her face
the touch
the feel
Of her beautiful face
Turn it towards mine
Time stands still
Stars come to sudden stop
"I love you"
5
You're the fire in my eyes
the flame in my heart
Your heat warms each and every body part.
Can't believe how much warmth you have brought to my life
How much I yearn to be your wife
So if we are so happy together why does it hurt so bad?
When I know you're upset and sad!
Why can't we just be happy together
and live our lives through good and bad weather.
No matter what others may say we should do
I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
Wanted to make your life happy as I could.
No matter what it took I would.
I would dry away your tears
and help to face our fears
Together we should be
for all eternity! ! ! !
6
A smiling angel floats through the door
She enters, embraces me, grants me one kiss
My soul is lifted, my emotions soar
From the kiss of an angel, a moment of bliss
Life doesn't give us unlimited measure
Death, in the end, claims us all
Kindred spirits are to be treasured
Cherish the moment; it's for us to recall
The length of a glance, a soft fleeting touch
Clues to the heart? What does she feel?
I could guess, I will hope, but not too much
Still... I wonder... is the vision real?
As she looks my way, what does she see?
The answer's the smile she smiles at me
7
Listen to me when I say,
We all have had love in our past and enjoyed that first kiss,
When you're not here with me you're missed.
Knowing that our love will last,
We close the doors to the outside world.
Holding you in my arms, giving you a loving kiss,
Outside it can rain or even storm.
It don't matter to me, as long as you're in my arms.
If I should kiss your cheek that's wet with tears,
I can feel the wetness and the pain.
Listen to me as I say, Darlin, it don't matter
As long as I'm the one to help it be all better.
If you should have cake on your face and are looking funny,
I'll still give you a kiss because you're always sweet.
When you want to stay home and just cuddle,
And I want to go out and dance the night away,
When you want to walk the mall
And I want to walk the beach at sunset and get our feet wet,
Listen to me when I say, it don't matter
As long as you're by my side, hand in hand.
What I'm trying to say is, I love you no matter what.
It don't matter, as long as we're not apart.
We may grow old and gray,
Then we can look back and truly say,
It don't matter, as long as you can hear me say
Darlin, it don't matter, all that matters to me is our love
8
Your eyes look hauntingly
familiar.
Old feelings begin to stir
inside of me.
Have we met before?
Your embrace intoxicates
me.
I somehow feel
at home.
And when you roar with laughter,
My soul smiles.
Long, connecting conversations.
Finished sentences,
and an unspoken knowledge.
I see myself in
you.
Travel with me through this lifetime,
as we've done before...
Except this time,
Our love will grow a little more.
9
Your beautiful face
Your gorgeous eyes
Are staring at me
To my suprise
I wonder what you are thinking
Your gaze is so intense
You are driving me crazy
You're keeping me in suspense
Are you looking at me?
10
As I lay in bed holding my pillow tight,
I think of you throughout the night.
Trying to replay the events from the past day,
hoping tomorrow will be as good as today.
You overflowed my empty soul with your kiss,
you filled me with the feeling that I missed.
I will not lie, there was a hole,
but it was my heart that you stole.
Every second I think of you,
of everyday, that's what I do.
I rush through the day,
so that I may...
... spend another night with you.
11
Love untouchable but unmistakable
in the distance I see
a flower blooming in the dawn
Petals like satin that I long to touch
Oh, how this heartache
beats violently
Ripping my chest in two
our hands reach for each other
into this
Void
Love has set before us
and as our hands close the gap
our
hearts
fall
beating apart
Never to know love's
Touch
12
You are a work of art
that touches me deep in my heart
Your beauty blends
--transends
radiates through your a beautiful complexion
that it gives my heart ressurection
You may not appear to be a lot
but you put my heart deep into thought
for you are rare like a third shoe in a pair
and there is nothing to compare
to how I feel about you in my heart
because you are a work of art
You are a work of art
that will never go sour or tart
you are the one who made me believe
that true beauty can be achieved
I admire your every detail--
all your rich colors from bold to pale
I admire your beautiful scenery
for it is beauty that can't be made with any machinery
The way you came about will always be a mystery
but you will always be remebered in my heart as important history
Your image will never retire
because you are something I will always admire
for your beauty will never depart
because you are a work of art
THOUGHTS: DINNER WHORES...DATE WHORE...
So in Z100 they were talking about dinner whore. They were relating to a article on the new york post that i post in my other blog:
MEET THE DINNER WHORES By MANDY STADTMILLER January 12, 2006 -- THEY'RE gorgeous. That's the first thing you notice. How could a man resist taking these ladies to dinner, even if he suspects they might be staying in the relationship - or simply, at the restaurant - more for the pricey martinis than the possibility of marital or bedded bliss? [Seriously! Men, like all people, love being used! How can they resist? I better keep my husband away!] Meet today's modern - sorry, Ms. Steinem - "dinner whore." Immortalized by frequent discussions on Craigslist, and most scientifically defined by urbandictionary.com, the frank term doesn't scare some of today's modern female daters. "The concept of dating has changed," says 26-year-old blond bombshell Brooke Parkhurst, who estimates over the course of her 200-plus dinner-whore encounters she has run up combined tabs of $30,000 in New York and beyond. "Women used to feel like something had to be given in exchange, whereas now I'm perfectly confident that my company is enough."
My opinion:
To go out with a man you are not attracted to or interested in in any way is sad. To go out with this man for free food and drinks at a nice restaurant is something you should be ashamed of. What an awful way to take advantage of someone and their paycheck- completely vomit inducing. Who cares if he wants to go out with you? Who cares if he's wealthy and wants to throw his money around? If you don't like him, don't go out with him, period.
Women: don't do this! It's disgusting, sad, and shallow. If are whoring yourself out to spend time with someone that you aren't interested in just so you can eat at Nobu you are pathetic. Wouldn't you rather eat somewhere shitty with someone you are genuinely interested in?
So much for feminism in the 21st century. Go, be an empty accessory at the coolest new restaurant in the city with a 50 year old man feeding you something infused with truffle oil. Smile and laugh while he orders another $80 bottle of wine. Just don't come crying to me because you feel hollow inside when you go home to your empty apartment. That's right, he doesn't care about your thoughts and feelings, he just wants someone pretty to sit with while he gets wasted. And if you don't feel hollow and empty when you go home its probably because you're just too shallow to notice.
Some women are dinner whores, they're not the norm, but they're out there as sure as the sky is blue. Whether you want to believe it or not is up to you. alot of women here were offended. Its no secret most women will try and get away with free everything as often as they can, whenever they can. Don't deny it, its true. Women want equality, lets go all the way. Equal everything including the check. To say that a woman's time is somehow more valuable than mine is ridiculous. if the woman's company was truly captivating and there was genuine chemistry, if she gave you exclusivity (and didn't answer the cellphone for some second-shift booty-call who is going to meet up with her after), and if she respected you enough to order reasonably (rather than the lobster and filet mignon dinner with three shots of Johnnie Walker Blue and a bottle of Cristal), then you always have the option of picking up both checks. However, if it quickly becomes clear that you're out with a dinner whore (who hooked up with you solely to try some expensive, trendy restaurant she wouldn't otherwise try), then you take your check and leave her with hers. It actually allows a guy to be a gentleman to a lady who truly deserves it, while reserving the right for a guy to teach a mooch a lesson. (And, ladies, while I'm sure that there are many wonderful women left out there, you have to concede that there are too many who would take undue advantage of a guy's chivalry just for a free meal). More often than not, I've ended up picking up both checks.
I'm not opposed to picking up the cost of the first date, but plenty of women do date solely to take what they can from guys. These women are not the majority nor the mainstream, but men encounter them often enough to be wary. The real issue here is that men want some sign of *reciprocal interest.* I'm happy to pay for dinners out if you offer to cook for me sometime, or suggest that we stay in and watch a DVD, or something like that. I'm also happy to pay for all the dates if, frankly, you're mauling me by the end of the night. Men only want to know they are not being played for the fool. There are many different ways to show that to him, and so long as you do, he'll be happy and keep coming back for more. As liberated as our society is, and as easily as the woman can be the bread-winner in a relationship, there is some truth to the stereotype that the man provides for the woman. Dating is not cheap. Even men who make very decent salaries can find themselves stretched if they're supporting the dates and everything else in life's expenses, too. It's not about the money, it's about receiving a nice gesture -- something guys appreciate as much as women.
Most men don't need the petty validation that being a Dinner Whore supposedly brings. Now we're wising up enough to not be victims of those vampires either. What they've ignored is that men will do without. They will seek satisfaction from escorts and machines rather than deal with them.
When the feminists blew the lid off of our traditional family structures they believed that they were freeing women to pursue their sexual impulses -- and they were
right. They neglected to consider, however, that by destroying the traditional family structures they were also freeing MEN from the system of obligation and
responsibility that it took our culture thousands of years to develop and refine.
And, left to our own devices, most men will seek out women that are:
*Young
*Attractive
*Without baggage (e.g. children from a previous relationship).
This tends to leave all of these "liberated" single mothers holding the bag; sure, this crowd can hope that they will find a sugar-daddy to help raise their children, but if you ask any single mother how her dating life is going, the odds are that you will get a grim and resigned frown when it comes to finding a commitment-minded male to help her raise her children.
As the woman ages she'll discover just how important point #1 is to most men; her options even for dating will begin to dry up and blow away).
You have to remember that back in the day a single mother COULD rightfully expect to find a mate to help her raise her kids, but (and here's the kicker) this was
only because the traditional male socialization method was still intact; when the femmies busted up the traditional feminine roles, they also broke the MALE
socialization model.
You ever wonder why you hear so many women (particularly single mothers) whine that they just can't seem to find a "good man" (e.g. a traditional one)? It's
because they have bought into the big lie of feminism and somehow thought that they could step outside the traditional childbearing dynamic (children = committed
marriage) and somehow still find men staying within the traditional circle.
Kinda foolish, eh?
What does this have to do with paying? Simple. Paying for everything USED to be something males did BEFORE woemn were 'liberated'. Now that women are 'liberated', now that they are so proud they are 'earning more than men', now THEY can do all the paying if THEY want to pique a man's interest. Else a man will leave her be, take HIS money somewhere he can get more value for the buck and develop relationships in other cultures
Cultures are different, and therefore the women act different. Go to a culture where women are taught to respect men and you will get women who are relationship material. Simple as that.
Ask yourself...ARE women today taught to respect men? If a woman doesn't respect a man or won't take the time to EDUCATE herself in HOW to respect a man, what makes her think she can get a man to commit to her? Alot of men are also raised to be fools for women. There are still too many men punked out to the extent that they still believe in ideas or gender roles from 40-50 years ago ON ONE SIDE (where women benefit). It's like they were raised to cut their own throats for women that couldn't care less about them. In any dating relationship, I tend to see the wise words of Danny Devito, as stated in one of his movies, "Money talks, Bullshit walks".
Most woman will say...It's crass to have to think about money when you're trying to connect with the potential love of your life, If you really like someone, then you want to make them happy. The cost of a few dinners and drinks is a small price to pay to find the love of your life. A guy who goes on a lot of dates will say that it adds up, but as a friend of mine has said, date smarter, not harder. If you only go on dates with women who you have had conversations with (or e-mails with if you've met on-line), you should be able to gauge some sense of mutual interest first. Or at least potential things in common. I know it isn't always easy,
MEET THE DINNER WHORES By MANDY STADTMILLER January 12, 2006 -- THEY'RE gorgeous. That's the first thing you notice. How could a man resist taking these ladies to dinner, even if he suspects they might be staying in the relationship - or simply, at the restaurant - more for the pricey martinis than the possibility of marital or bedded bliss? [Seriously! Men, like all people, love being used! How can they resist? I better keep my husband away!] Meet today's modern - sorry, Ms. Steinem - "dinner whore." Immortalized by frequent discussions on Craigslist, and most scientifically defined by urbandictionary.com, the frank term doesn't scare some of today's modern female daters. "The concept of dating has changed," says 26-year-old blond bombshell Brooke Parkhurst, who estimates over the course of her 200-plus dinner-whore encounters she has run up combined tabs of $30,000 in New York and beyond. "Women used to feel like something had to be given in exchange, whereas now I'm perfectly confident that my company is enough."
My opinion:
To go out with a man you are not attracted to or interested in in any way is sad. To go out with this man for free food and drinks at a nice restaurant is something you should be ashamed of. What an awful way to take advantage of someone and their paycheck- completely vomit inducing. Who cares if he wants to go out with you? Who cares if he's wealthy and wants to throw his money around? If you don't like him, don't go out with him, period.
Women: don't do this! It's disgusting, sad, and shallow. If are whoring yourself out to spend time with someone that you aren't interested in just so you can eat at Nobu you are pathetic. Wouldn't you rather eat somewhere shitty with someone you are genuinely interested in?
So much for feminism in the 21st century. Go, be an empty accessory at the coolest new restaurant in the city with a 50 year old man feeding you something infused with truffle oil. Smile and laugh while he orders another $80 bottle of wine. Just don't come crying to me because you feel hollow inside when you go home to your empty apartment. That's right, he doesn't care about your thoughts and feelings, he just wants someone pretty to sit with while he gets wasted. And if you don't feel hollow and empty when you go home its probably because you're just too shallow to notice.
Some women are dinner whores, they're not the norm, but they're out there as sure as the sky is blue. Whether you want to believe it or not is up to you. alot of women here were offended. Its no secret most women will try and get away with free everything as often as they can, whenever they can. Don't deny it, its true. Women want equality, lets go all the way. Equal everything including the check. To say that a woman's time is somehow more valuable than mine is ridiculous. if the woman's company was truly captivating and there was genuine chemistry, if she gave you exclusivity (and didn't answer the cellphone for some second-shift booty-call who is going to meet up with her after), and if she respected you enough to order reasonably (rather than the lobster and filet mignon dinner with three shots of Johnnie Walker Blue and a bottle of Cristal), then you always have the option of picking up both checks. However, if it quickly becomes clear that you're out with a dinner whore (who hooked up with you solely to try some expensive, trendy restaurant she wouldn't otherwise try), then you take your check and leave her with hers. It actually allows a guy to be a gentleman to a lady who truly deserves it, while reserving the right for a guy to teach a mooch a lesson. (And, ladies, while I'm sure that there are many wonderful women left out there, you have to concede that there are too many who would take undue advantage of a guy's chivalry just for a free meal). More often than not, I've ended up picking up both checks.
I'm not opposed to picking up the cost of the first date, but plenty of women do date solely to take what they can from guys. These women are not the majority nor the mainstream, but men encounter them often enough to be wary. The real issue here is that men want some sign of *reciprocal interest.* I'm happy to pay for dinners out if you offer to cook for me sometime, or suggest that we stay in and watch a DVD, or something like that. I'm also happy to pay for all the dates if, frankly, you're mauling me by the end of the night. Men only want to know they are not being played for the fool. There are many different ways to show that to him, and so long as you do, he'll be happy and keep coming back for more. As liberated as our society is, and as easily as the woman can be the bread-winner in a relationship, there is some truth to the stereotype that the man provides for the woman. Dating is not cheap. Even men who make very decent salaries can find themselves stretched if they're supporting the dates and everything else in life's expenses, too. It's not about the money, it's about receiving a nice gesture -- something guys appreciate as much as women.
Most men don't need the petty validation that being a Dinner Whore supposedly brings. Now we're wising up enough to not be victims of those vampires either. What they've ignored is that men will do without. They will seek satisfaction from escorts and machines rather than deal with them.
When the feminists blew the lid off of our traditional family structures they believed that they were freeing women to pursue their sexual impulses -- and they were
right. They neglected to consider, however, that by destroying the traditional family structures they were also freeing MEN from the system of obligation and
responsibility that it took our culture thousands of years to develop and refine.
And, left to our own devices, most men will seek out women that are:
*Young
*Attractive
*Without baggage (e.g. children from a previous relationship).
This tends to leave all of these "liberated" single mothers holding the bag; sure, this crowd can hope that they will find a sugar-daddy to help raise their children, but if you ask any single mother how her dating life is going, the odds are that you will get a grim and resigned frown when it comes to finding a commitment-minded male to help her raise her children.
As the woman ages she'll discover just how important point #1 is to most men; her options even for dating will begin to dry up and blow away).
You have to remember that back in the day a single mother COULD rightfully expect to find a mate to help her raise her kids, but (and here's the kicker) this was
only because the traditional male socialization method was still intact; when the femmies busted up the traditional feminine roles, they also broke the MALE
socialization model.
You ever wonder why you hear so many women (particularly single mothers) whine that they just can't seem to find a "good man" (e.g. a traditional one)? It's
because they have bought into the big lie of feminism and somehow thought that they could step outside the traditional childbearing dynamic (children = committed
marriage) and somehow still find men staying within the traditional circle.
Kinda foolish, eh?
What does this have to do with paying? Simple. Paying for everything USED to be something males did BEFORE woemn were 'liberated'. Now that women are 'liberated', now that they are so proud they are 'earning more than men', now THEY can do all the paying if THEY want to pique a man's interest. Else a man will leave her be, take HIS money somewhere he can get more value for the buck and develop relationships in other cultures
Cultures are different, and therefore the women act different. Go to a culture where women are taught to respect men and you will get women who are relationship material. Simple as that.
Ask yourself...ARE women today taught to respect men? If a woman doesn't respect a man or won't take the time to EDUCATE herself in HOW to respect a man, what makes her think she can get a man to commit to her? Alot of men are also raised to be fools for women. There are still too many men punked out to the extent that they still believe in ideas or gender roles from 40-50 years ago ON ONE SIDE (where women benefit). It's like they were raised to cut their own throats for women that couldn't care less about them. In any dating relationship, I tend to see the wise words of Danny Devito, as stated in one of his movies, "Money talks, Bullshit walks".
Most woman will say...It's crass to have to think about money when you're trying to connect with the potential love of your life, If you really like someone, then you want to make them happy. The cost of a few dinners and drinks is a small price to pay to find the love of your life. A guy who goes on a lot of dates will say that it adds up, but as a friend of mine has said, date smarter, not harder. If you only go on dates with women who you have had conversations with (or e-mails with if you've met on-line), you should be able to gauge some sense of mutual interest first. Or at least potential things in common. I know it isn't always easy,
LOVE LETTER: I FELL YOUR PRESENCE WHEN YOU'RE NEAR AND FOR YOUR TOUCH MY BODY CRIES
I can't begin to describe the feelings I have for you.
When you look deep into my eyes, what it makes me do...
My lips begine to tremble, my heart begins to ache,
and shaky, my hands begin to quake.
I've never really expressed myself, my feelings I keep in a jar.
But, through this poem I'll tell you what they really are.
I feel your presence when you're near and for your touch my body cries.
But when you love my heart, my soul... it dies.
You are my only fantasy the darkest hour of night.
I gaze at you, I kiss your cheek draw you close and hold you tight.
I need your love and compassion, I need you by my side,
Once I thought I couldn't have you so I just sat down and cried.
Tucked in the shadows of your life is a place I do not fear.
Because if I'm not with you I'll forever be near.
Never doubt what I feel for you because I know in my heart...
this love I have is true.
When you look deep into my eyes, what it makes me do...
My lips begine to tremble, my heart begins to ache,
and shaky, my hands begin to quake.
I've never really expressed myself, my feelings I keep in a jar.
But, through this poem I'll tell you what they really are.
I feel your presence when you're near and for your touch my body cries.
But when you love my heart, my soul... it dies.
You are my only fantasy the darkest hour of night.
I gaze at you, I kiss your cheek draw you close and hold you tight.
I need your love and compassion, I need you by my side,
Once I thought I couldn't have you so I just sat down and cried.
Tucked in the shadows of your life is a place I do not fear.
Because if I'm not with you I'll forever be near.
Never doubt what I feel for you because I know in my heart...
this love I have is true.
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