• Little Lies

    Is it really lying if you both know it’s a lie?  Isn’t it just… a temporary suspension of disbelief?  Like going to the theatre…  Just turn out the lights and tell pretty lies and suspend your disbelief just for a little while… Can’t it be kind to suspend disbelief for a little while?  If you both know it’s a lie…  Can’t it be a gift?  To say…  You are worth something to someone…    You are good and decent…  You are lovable…  You are loved…  Is the truth really better?

  • Obligations

    I got an email this week… from the archivist at a spanking story website…  They want to post my old F/M writing that I’ve taken off the web. 

  • Good News Sadness

    I got good news today.  About time, huh?  Cause we all know the universe OWES us and life is just one big math equation that eventually has to even out on both sides, right?  Yeah…

  • Why I Don’t Write

    I’ve been trying.  Actually I’ve written quite a lot that I haven’t posted because every time I start writing lately it seems to turn into a rant. 

  • An Exercise

    My therapist says that I dissociate by going to my intellect.  I detach from my emotions and become extremely intellectual, chasing my own logical tail until my paws are bloody… I’ve written three posts in the last three days.  Every one turns into a rant.  And an intellectual tail-chasing. She says when I do that, I need to look at what I’m avoiding feeling. Why would I want to do that?  Clearly I’m avoiding it for a reason!  I say let nature do its thing and don’t mess with it! 

  • Delay in Service

    Sorry for the delay in service…  Not that this is supposed to be a service for anybody but me, I know, I know…  But still… I was in the hospital.  Would have been a lovely vacation if not for, you know, the excruciating pain and the massive doses of pain killers.  Which would be fun in themselves if every narcotic known to man didn’t make my stomach try to invert my body via my digestive tract. 

  • Quote of the Day – September 8, 2012

    There is nothing more dreadful than the habit of doubt. Doubt separates people. It is a poison that disintegrates friendships and breaks up pleasant relations. It is a thorn that irritates and hurts; it is a sword that kills. ~ Buddha

  • Grief?

    God… please… give me this life…  this simplicity… strip me to nothing but nature and survival and I could be good, I could be decent…  I could pray every day and send good into the world…