Give the gift of mind-blowing fuckery

Sometimes it’s like we are ready to shout that we’ve been to the mountain top, and while we may not make it to the promised land …

… only to have a tourist come up from behind to snap a photo of the view before wandering back to bus, grumbling about lunch.

That’s the reality check, right Dacia? We want to share all this, and it sucks, and sometimes hurts, to find that we were just experiments.

Those that get it, though … there aren’t enough hot coals to cross barefoot if it helps those who get it.

The thing is - I totally encourage experimentation, even when its being done on me (most of the time). It’s what got ME here, after all. The thing that sucks is when people are either dishonest with themselves or with me about what they are looking for and want, or think they can handle more than the can in reality.

This is absolutely unrelated to your post, but your blogger userpic is the hottest one I’ve seen. You and that shiny black outfit… Live it up, woman!

How we each live life: For some, in material poverty, simply struggling to survive. For some, lives of quiet desperation. For some, comfortable conventional, unexamined lives. But some are adventurers - explorers of the self - explorers of life - challenging the received conventions - shaking things up. Vive la difference!

Well, I don’t think it’s right to disparage those that try something and simply don’t find it to their liking, or decide to move on to other things for whatever reason.

Actually, I don’t think that is where the sadness you mention comes from. More likely, it is because you are so committed that it saddens you to think others do not see everything in it that you do.

Also, consider different things are better for different people at different times in their lives. For anyone to say they have found the one true way is to resign oneself to a static existance.

After trying many different flavors of icecream, I still love vanilla.

Living on that edge is something that only a rare breed can do for very long. For most people, it’s a fantasy that, once made real, falls away.

Cheers to you for living on that edge in a permenant fashion.

Life is like riding a bicycle. You don’t fall off unless you plan to stop peddling.— Claude Pepper

The journey of life is a winding road… Yours seems to twist and turn like a formula one race track. I’ve ejoyed reading your recent posts and look forward to returning to dig deeper.

It seems the world is sooo involved in making-love, they have no time for much of anything. While I went through thy site, I truly didn’t find it all that erotic. Hope you’ll find thy Way out before you perish. Feliz navidad, girl! THIS AIN’T SPAMoCIDE! This actually U.S. to grow-up: www.blogger.com/profile/8790577 God bless you!!!

I’m just your average suburban white middle aged male, but I’d like to say thanks ! It’s because of meeting a woman such as yourself, who gave me the gift of fantastic expirences that I was able to expand my horizons. I only hope to be able to pass on the gift.

The path you’ve chosen is clearly not for everyone, even some of those who are initially intrigued find they can’t break enough from the bonds of their reality to do more then experiment. And that’s fine, they’ve challenged themselves and were open enough to place themselves outside their comfort zone for a time.

I find that bringing the pleasure of a new experience to be exhilarating and extremely special, and while it may be a bit disappointing to be viewed as an experiment, I try not to let it deplete the joy that was experienced.

Where did you go?