that's right, because like so many in our god-forsaken, and frankly leave God out of it, our morally incapacitated society, i just now, and too often, think about a nice thing i could do, or a necessary thing i should do for a random human on the planet but just don't.
i mean why bother really, no one is as important as me or my needs and where time does allow or no personal needs govern i wouldn't dare push past my personal fear or misconceptions to actually go out of my way. sure there are any number of excuses, the degradation of society who prey on good natured people and rob them or hurt them when they do help; or even those who are so suspect of every one's ulterior motives that they just can't take a compliment or gesture of good will and think positively of the person - rather they wonder why or just simply label the person as creepy or suspect. cause that's fair. yes all that fear makes perfect sense!
perhaps someone is just a nice person who wants you to know that there are good people in society, people who notice what is good in you and notice where you need assistance and are welcome to share their efforts or observations with you in hopes of making your heart feel a little stronger and too a little lighter.
Monday, May 25, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
Unspoken
We all have thoughts and desires that we just wish we could utter, wish we could share with the one who has inspired them. For the longest time I have had such thoughts about this one angel who is employed in the same office as me. She will be moving on soon to another country, following her intended to his opportunities. While I know that our personalities likely would never enable us to enjoy any sort of monogamy, I kind of wonder, so what...
what if i told you i wanted to be with you? that i wanted to touch your skin and caress your curves? my eyes savoring your unwrapped body before me? our spirits befalling the tranquility only possible as our conscious or psyche unfastens our emotions, releasing them to our physical sensations.
my lips on your lips, our tongues teasing one another. my ears long to realize your moans of pleasure, your whispered encouragment or persuasion fulfilling my need for approval.
yes you... who grabs my attention every time you walk by, no matter how many times you do! we are acquantances, brought into contact by occupation and at decidedly different life stages. personality; socail cohesiveness; interests; habits; passions are all without compatibility. we don't mind one another, we are courteous. me with my need for others approval (many others). you not sincerely concerned at all with others feelings (and not negatively so) confident, determined, focused. your sense of belonging attached to others projected responsibility of you. and by others, two or three beings identified by you as significant to your life.
those conflicting levels and sources of confidence add some sort of intrigue to my need/desire for your acknowledgment of me. riling deeper sentiments within my physical attraction for you as opposed to my social requirements of you. i guess but i don't really know. i do know that i love your physical appearance very much, devoid your personality it may not be as interesting but alas it would still lure me.
you do not know how i admire your keen sense of a wardrobe that fits your shapely beauty. selecting materials that colour so sweetly your soft tones, drape over your breasts, or falls off your round bottom. perhaps the latter being one of your primary physical jems for me (for others something else). the way that muscular part of you remains so pleasantly voluptous where everything else through your tireless efforts is soooo tight, soooo toned, and really quite perfectly proportioned to that petite frame.
the thoughts that enter my dreams, the things i would like to say even as a courtesy compliment but don't. cause... well... in this world, not knowing your receptiveness to such well enough, you might just think it the cheesy come-on or worse as inappropriate advances. there is no way for you to know how much i admire your dark warm hair, deep private eyes, that often controlled smile that lies within your pretty face.
i possess the respectful adulation for you that longs to (and could) reach the end of an experience where my soul knows i brought you satisfaction. that my passion was one you permitted within your well concealed milieau, our spirits released to the sensualities of each. Not so much of a long built up intamicy but of individual cravings exposed to our ecstacy. is that an idea, an experience i could fulfill for you in pleasing you? OOOHhhhhh to be the medium delivering your own imagined or long anticipated desire to its zenith.
what if i told you i wanted to be with you? that i wanted to touch your skin and caress your curves? my eyes savoring your unwrapped body before me? our spirits befalling the tranquility only possible as our conscious or psyche unfastens our emotions, releasing them to our physical sensations.
my lips on your lips, our tongues teasing one another. my ears long to realize your moans of pleasure, your whispered encouragment or persuasion fulfilling my need for approval.
yes you... who grabs my attention every time you walk by, no matter how many times you do! we are acquantances, brought into contact by occupation and at decidedly different life stages. personality; socail cohesiveness; interests; habits; passions are all without compatibility. we don't mind one another, we are courteous. me with my need for others approval (many others). you not sincerely concerned at all with others feelings (and not negatively so) confident, determined, focused. your sense of belonging attached to others projected responsibility of you. and by others, two or three beings identified by you as significant to your life.
those conflicting levels and sources of confidence add some sort of intrigue to my need/desire for your acknowledgment of me. riling deeper sentiments within my physical attraction for you as opposed to my social requirements of you. i guess but i don't really know. i do know that i love your physical appearance very much, devoid your personality it may not be as interesting but alas it would still lure me.
you do not know how i admire your keen sense of a wardrobe that fits your shapely beauty. selecting materials that colour so sweetly your soft tones, drape over your breasts, or falls off your round bottom. perhaps the latter being one of your primary physical jems for me (for others something else). the way that muscular part of you remains so pleasantly voluptous where everything else through your tireless efforts is soooo tight, soooo toned, and really quite perfectly proportioned to that petite frame.
the thoughts that enter my dreams, the things i would like to say even as a courtesy compliment but don't. cause... well... in this world, not knowing your receptiveness to such well enough, you might just think it the cheesy come-on or worse as inappropriate advances. there is no way for you to know how much i admire your dark warm hair, deep private eyes, that often controlled smile that lies within your pretty face.
i possess the respectful adulation for you that longs to (and could) reach the end of an experience where my soul knows i brought you satisfaction. that my passion was one you permitted within your well concealed milieau, our spirits released to the sensualities of each. Not so much of a long built up intamicy but of individual cravings exposed to our ecstacy. is that an idea, an experience i could fulfill for you in pleasing you? OOOHhhhhh to be the medium delivering your own imagined or long anticipated desire to its zenith.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
new definition?
It seems to me that the bastardization of the english language is well underway so why not take my own stab at it as I reveal my blog. My blog has its own newly created word combining two profound words which are too often isolated from each other when individuals make judgements or take action on judgements. Now a word may already exist that defines these two often ignored aspects of reasoning and conjecture. These together may be found to be an oxymoron as it relates to one's application of principals. But they shouldn't be.
The two are inexplicably linked within our motivations and where not linked in presentation they have to be forced apart. We spend less time in our western society it seems telling people what is right or wrong and more empowering in them an allowance to make up their own mind about what is right or wrong for them.
Go ahead pounce on the semantics of it all: right or wrong, permissable or forbidden, vogue or taboo, etc., etc., the list of actions and thier opposing 'antonym' is endless. Its not even about right or wrong, its about respecting the whole and getting that same respect in return.
The fact remains that we have justice systems whose applications are so tied down by individually liberties that they compromise any ability to consider the liberties of the masses in their application of morality. Yet we have justice systems that disregard indivdual liberties to such an extent that they would enforce death before they ever considered the reality of one homeless persons' plight.
So how do we ever become a peaceful species? How do we establish a universal morality when the definition of morality is not only devoid of pragmatism but culturally enforced? Tell me so I can begin to do my part.
The two are inexplicably linked within our motivations and where not linked in presentation they have to be forced apart. We spend less time in our western society it seems telling people what is right or wrong and more empowering in them an allowance to make up their own mind about what is right or wrong for them.
Go ahead pounce on the semantics of it all: right or wrong, permissable or forbidden, vogue or taboo, etc., etc., the list of actions and thier opposing 'antonym' is endless. Its not even about right or wrong, its about respecting the whole and getting that same respect in return.
The fact remains that we have justice systems whose applications are so tied down by individually liberties that they compromise any ability to consider the liberties of the masses in their application of morality. Yet we have justice systems that disregard indivdual liberties to such an extent that they would enforce death before they ever considered the reality of one homeless persons' plight.
So how do we ever become a peaceful species? How do we establish a universal morality when the definition of morality is not only devoid of pragmatism but culturally enforced? Tell me so I can begin to do my part.
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