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Theories of Thought - ADGere

Theories of Thought - February 2009

I'M ABOUT TO FIGHT

I'M ABOUT TO FIGHT


You know this month, is and was a very important month for me. I say that because I am not sure when I will release this theory, but feel a deep need to signify the timeframe in when I wrote it, to make several points throughout this theory clear and able for you to absorb. February, the shortest month of the calendar year, is the month I am referring to in this theory, and being born in this particular month, I will take it upon myself to think out loud, my thoughts of the many things in a month I am apart of, unlike the other eleven I silently contribute to. You know in this month, CJ reached a very important period in his life I was told, in transforming into a more consistent sleep machine, eating solid, well not solid, but strained food and now trying to sit-up, roll over and smile at me like never before. But within this time frame of what is yet to come, a lot has happened that made me realize why I am so fortunate to write about it. Its black history month, and with the amount of now media exposure available to all of us, it is now plastered on every television station, like a three million dollar thirty second ad playing during the Super Bowl. Its everywhere and I am sure with President Elect Obama now in office, it should be, or when thinking about it, should it be emphasized so much? I wonder, am I now more aware that it is now being seen more than normal, or have I been bombarded with so much advertisement that I do not and cant know the difference. Even in the marketing world like never before, a very vital part of advertisement has even changed. What many do not realize is that color, or color schemes and shades, makeup a huge part of marketing and presentation. So in these forever changing times we are all witnessing, how we now see them, is like or unlike, never before. So this morning while just relaxing and listening to the sounds of rain hit the pavement like an impromptu jazz musician, I am flipping through channels on the television, looking for something to watch before my Lakers come on the television to entertain me for a few hours. But in watching the TV Guide Channel, I seen something that caught my eye, and made me turn to this channel / station. The title read, "King" and I had no clue what it was about, but this particular channel, is one of my favorite stations, The History Channel, and if nothing else, I knew I might learn something on someone that by some force created or bestowed upon him, had the name and or title, King, and that alone, is Regal or Royalty. Well come to find out, it was a semi-biography on Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. and for some reason, I could not change the channel. It started with his background, where he came from and his heritage based on the times and circumstances. But I have read many books on Dr. King, loved the movie "Boycott", where Michael Wright ripped the part up with amazement, and explained how, Martin became Martin, via this story line and in the director eyes. A very moving movie this is, so I was not really all into this program in front of me right now like I should have been, because I am laying in bed being lazy, and felt I had read enough to get a gist on what he stood for. Boy, was I wrong, and after reading this to t he end if you do, what you will honestly read, will startle you, make you wonder and then realize, not much has changed, just the players involved.

Now for some reason, CJ is laying next to me, not crying, fully awake, fed, changed and mumbling something of importance to his invisible friend, not needing my attention, and this television was beyond showing what was making me watch it in HD, this seemed like Reality TV on steroids. For some reason, it was not what was being shown, it was what I needed to see and be shown to me, that made me realize, it was February, Black History Month. Now remember, in this month, we have Valentines Day, Presidents Day, many high profile celebrities birthday and more. This is also that weird month in Mother Natures calendar, that for some strange reason, it may get hot for a few days, rain like never before and is usually, just kinda different than the rest of the months that each year, have the same number of days that you can count on more than once every four years. Now while watching this documentary on TV, they were interviewing all of these people, that were there with Dr. King, defining their thoughts on what they think he was thinking at the time they are seen in photos with him. They showed how J. Edgar sent his wife tapes of Dr. King having affairs with other women in Hotel rooms in Cities he was sent their to represent, and also, his fatherly side, many can and can not relate to. This seemed like an honest and full range coverage of this great man, because it was not swayed to uplift or bring him down, but showed he was perfectly flawed, like the rest of us, benefiting from the things many before us, had to endure. This show was a trip, and I mean that in a reality sort of way, nothing more or nothing less and straight down Main Street. This show explained how this man was aware and available to change, and firmly stood strong on dedicating himself for the rights of other people. Without a doubt, this man was great, and I am not saying that like those others that knew him personally. I am speaking on his vision, what he endured, what his family was left without and more, that this man, felt something so strongly, that he was willing and able, to die for what he believed in. Not many of us can say that on this scale, because we in many ways, can not even comprehend what this man was able to see beyond his own sight. I mean I have accomplished some shit, and stand on my merit with the best of them. But this level this man was on, goes beyond the building, this is spiritual and emotional, played out in the flesh and mind. So am I moved, duh, yeah, in a way I am not sure I can even define to you right now. I got my man Rafael singing via my speakers from my playlist.com website while I am writing this, and seeing how it is Oscar night, I feel like my pretend half white brother Tim, when he knew, he would win something, many can only imagine. So yeah, this seemed like a movie, and only hope to re-run it in my mind, over and over again. Now on this day, I am supposed to be somewhere, but for many reasons I wish not to explain, I can not be there, because I need to be here right now, to write this theory because this is bigger than me, and I am About To Fight.

Also, as I usually do in sending out my theories to many before I release them for feedback, I got this email from someone telling me, someone sent this email (listed below) to them and what is my take on it. It is interesting to say the least, and if you view it with an open mind, will be able to at the very least, respect the view and opinion of whomever wrote and sent this to get to me. And also, make this theory, more potent and ironic as ever.

Now also in this month, the shortest month of the year, Mr. Madoff went crazy with some other peoples money, and while a judge is deciding on if he should spend his time in jail even though he made the bail the judge set, rather than his ten million dollar penthouse under house surveillance and security, at his expense, this month is making me think, feel and absorb like never before. So yeah, I am naturally, morally and in a curious way committed to do what I do mentally, in a market I once was a part of before my retirement. The economy is being further divided, I can see it, hear it and watch it via the feelings I feel, and all I can do, is do what I do in these peaceful times. This is some shit, because not only did many lose a lot of money from this man, many companies that invested in his pyramid scheme, are now not able to finance other smaller businesses, that rely on a source they have no clue exist. This is a marketing firms dream, reality and nightmare, because very innocent hard working people, are being royally screwed over, for doing nothing and suffering from this assholes greed or attempted moment to have fun. I mean hell, things are so bad, that Brandys brother Ray J, has a dam reality show, where I am still trying to figure out, why!?! I was also just turned on to a few television shows by James like, "House Wives in Orange County and Atlanta", "I Like Money" and "Bret Michaels, Rock Of Love Bus Tour". Yeah, as you can tell, I am not into television that much, and man, I know some chicks like that, dated a few, and understand that many are profiting from this, in front of the camera and behind it. I mean, yeah, is this shit real, very much so, I know, I have been there, stayed there and left there never to return. But my thing is this, why did not I think of the idea, and if I had, would I really want to be a part of that any ways. This is crazy to me, as I am also going to miss my man Conan Obrien late night, as he takes over for Jay Leno, an hour earlier on the Best Coast. Food for thought, and just something I am thinking about while CJ is now, kicking his feet to get my attention because I am sure, he just dropped a number two with the smirk and grin on his face. But in this magical month, while The Big Three accepts money from The Government, A-Rod, who is being drug across the coals by Major League Baseball for taking a needle to be better than he naturally was. That if you can understand this, just so happens to make over twenty five millions dollar a year for hitting a ball in Yankee Stadium, and getting paid in these economic times, over a million dollars a week to do this. That I am seriously witnessing all of this in front of my eyes, is a trip. But can I blame Alex for accepting that amount of money, hell no. For some reason, someone is willing to pay it, and do so with full knowledge, this man was shooting up Human Growth products to perform better, to sell more tickets for him, to you and me. I mean just by watching this program on the boob tube, a lot of things became more than just things, they were things that affect me, and I am just realizing it the way I am now. So now stage two in this process starts, and I start thinking, what can I do to do more than I have already done? Thats the question that comes to mind, though I am not sure I am willing to die for the rest of the world, like he did for his cause. Which then makes me think, what is my cause, and is my family, that very thing Dr. King felt when he took us all in as his own back when lynching, spraying another human being with a fire hose, being able not to serve my racial family food in a restaurant when they more than likely planted, grew it and picked it for them to cook and sell, was common? So then I start thinking, why do Blacks have a month named after them, and if so, do The Asian, Mexicans, Germans and so on. I mean why my race and culture that I had no control on becoming a member of, and I am not complaining, just asking, why? Is it from what was done, going to happen, guilt, promotions, self-esteem or just because? And regardless the answer, why this month, the shortest one in a calendar year that I was naturally born in? So yeah, right now, I feel a feeling much more than a feeling, that is making me convince myself, I am About To Fight.

Now as I close out this short theory written in the shortest month of the year, I want it to be known, this life is a great one. I mean think about it, even though I just listed a few things that happened to me today in my mind, what they generated went well beyond what had happened. In what has happened this month, it signified change, reality and the nightmares of dreams. The firm fact that life, is what it is, and we are here to live it in ways we feel, we deserve, if we do or not. I mean in all reality, does CJ really deserve all that he is about to get from me while I am here and when I am gone, or is it all on what he wishes to understand, learn and ignorantly turn his back to when it faces him one day in his life? Hell, do I deserve what he is now showing me, and if so, why me, why now and why did not I get this before now? Yeah the quick answer is, I was not ready. But is it that simple? Maybe it is and maybe it is not, but do you think Dr. King seen where we would be right now if he were alive, more so do you think he knew he had to give what he had, just to keep us where we are still at as a country, a people and world? Thats the question, and I am sure, no one they interviewed can answer that because if they did, I do not think we would be where we are at right now, unless, this is the place we are supposed to be at, via their efforts. So within this month, this day and moment, this program is raising a lot of questions in my mind. I am now picturing myself, wanting to maybe be someone wherever else, but needed to be where I am for reasons beyond me. Maybe its my belief system, a angel or devil directing me that is on my shoulders or just my fear of some warped form of happyness, and my pursuit of it, that I can only feel and can not explain like my man Chris. Sort of like Martin, no, I am not comparing or placing myself in his category, but what I mean is a vision, yet to be seen. Maybe Dr. King seen Mr. Barrack Obama before he was born, and maybe someone like him in this year of whatever animal it is right now, back when he was alive. Maybe his efforts that he never really seen happen in real life, were meaningless to him because him knowing this in his head and in his actions, said more than enough to those deaf to it all when he said and showed it. This program sparked a lot of things inside of me, and maybe it was the time of day, CJ, my life and reflecting upon it, or like this period where I change a little, like CJ when he past three months old. This is a month, naw, forget the month, this is a time where when I was walking out of a store and overheard two people arguing on the visual and sound quality of this illegal bootleg movie this guy bought in the parking lot for three dollars, and how he now wants, no, demands and wants his money back or another movie from the same person that sold it to him in the first place, to equal things out. Are you freakin serious? Its to the point where are we are questioning the illegal things we do, to morally cash in on a check we have no business writing. Is fake the new real, or is real the old fake? Thats the question I am answering every moment, and something that has me being blessed to be here right now in hopes The First Lady Mrs. Michelle Obama is as strong or stronger, than Mrs. Coretta Scott King when her King, had and has his King moments. That backbone that stays straight and bends to makes things move in the manner they do, that we do not pay that much attention to, but very important to the skeleton on the entire scheme of things not yet seen. How if you ask me what type of woman I am craving to marry, easy. Women like Hilary Rodman Clinton and Coretta Scott King. Those two women that endured more shit that I can shit out, and loved their men regardless of their flaws. I am not condoning each of them cheating or fooling around, I am simply stating the same commitment to more than one flaw, to perfect the perfections for a larger meaning. When arguing is not a form of communicating, when in the end, the results will remain part of the foundation, being together. Do not become the problem, help solve it for you and others. That dedication to self, all that is within ones self and the ability to profit from the loses, for something much larger than themselves. But wait, how can I ask for a woman like that, if I am no where near our President Elect and Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.? Hum, maybe I am setting my sights a bit too high, or looking too low at myself. Maybe thats the question, maybe thats the answer. Whatever the case, what a month, what a year this going to be and what a moment where I have seemed to find some peace, just when I thought, I am About To Fight .


And this is the email I got from someone that wanted my take on its message and meaning, enjoy it:

ADGere please read all the way to the end:

This e-mail does contain wording that is meant to express an open opinion to a major problem in the USA. It is estimated that only 11% of those receiving this e-mail will read it all the way to the end. In addition, it is estimated that only 1% of non-white color will read this past this point and 99% will blow it away because of the title.
It is a shame this sentiment exists when we tell the world that the USA is the best place to Live, Worship, Work, and Play.

WHITE" Pride"

This is great. I have been wondering about why Whites are racists, and no other race is...

Proud to be White

Michael Richards makes his point...Michael Richards better known as Kramer from TVs Seinfeld does make a good point.

This was his defense speech in court after making racial comments in his comedy act. He makes some very interesting points...

Someone finally said it. How many are actually paying attention to this? There are African Americans, Mexican Americans, Asian Americans, Arab Americans, etc.

And then there are just Americans. You pass me on the street and sneer in my direction. You call me 'White boy,' 'Cracker,' 'Honkey,' 'Whitey,' 'Caveman'... and that's OK.

But when I call you, Nigger, Kike, Towel head, Sand-nigger, Camel Jockey, Beaner, Gook, or Chink... You call me a racist.

You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you... so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live?

You have the United Negro College Fund. You have Martin Luther King Day.

You have Black History Month. You have Cesar Chavez Day.

You have Yom Hashoah. You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi.

You have the NAACP You have BET... If we had WET (White Entertainment Television), we'd be racists. If we had a White Pride Day, you would call us racists.

If we had White History Month, we'd be racists.

If we had any organization for only whites to 'advance' O UR lives, we'd be racists...

We have a Hispanic Chamber of Commerce, a Black Chamber of Commerce, and then we just have the plain Chamber of Commerce. Wonder who pays for that?

A white woman could not be in the Miss Black American pageant, but any color can be in the Miss America pageant.

If we had a college fund that only gave white students scholarships...You know we'd be racists.

There are over 60 openly proclaimed Black Colleges in the US. Yet if there were 'White colleges', that would be a racist college.

In the Million-Man March, you believed that you were marching for your race and rights... If we marched for our race and rights, you would call us racists.

You are proud to be black, brown, yellow and orange, and you're not afraid to announce it. But when we announce our white pride, you call us racists.

You rob us, carjack us, and shoot at us. But, when a white police officer shoots a black gang member or beats up a black drug dealer running from the law and posing a threat to society, you call him a racist.

I am proud.....But you call me a racist.

Why is it that only whites can be racists?


There is nothing improper about this e-mail. Let's see which of you are proud enough to send it on. I sadly don't think many will. That's why we have LOST most of OUR RIGHTS in this country. We won't stand up for ourselves!

BE PR OUD TO BE WHITE!

It's not a crime YET.... but getting very close!

It is estimated that ONLY 5% of those reaching this point in this e-mail, will pass it on.


Well I am part of the 5% because I have no problem in posting and passing this on. Its that persons opinion, and if you agree with it or not, is your opinion and choice, and I respect that. Yes, I believe in what Ghandi and Dr. King stood for in non-violence and I will turn the other cheek, but also turn yours along with me so you can see what is happening from the action if you strike me with pleasure or pain. Seriously, I do not know what else to say or write after reading that, and if never before, completely absorb that not much has changed, just the players involved. I am About To Fight.

Enjoy The Moment -
May All Be With You As You Are Within It.
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A Blown Career

BLOWN CAREER


You know, just like when I write my theories, in writing personal letters to those I do, I often write them in my mind, way before I physically put them down on paper / screen. I methodically do so that way in knowing what I wish to say, how I wish to say it and the foundation on where I wish for the message inside of the message to go, in deep needed thought, not just action. As many know, my writing style is unique, for it is my own and I pattern it only by the forces that mystically guide me. It is not done on purpose, but done in a way that defines my reason and purpose for doing so. And also in saying that, I do not read what I write after writing it, and within my theories seen all over the world, they come with typos, run-on sentences and more. So if you are a first timer, there it is. If you not, there it is again. Now why you may wonder I brought that up, easy. I promised to myself when starting to do this, that if I really needed to commit myself to this, I had to do it one way and that I would be as real as I could, and give to you, the reader / viewer, me, in the raw, perfectly flawed. All of what I do is naturally spontaneously done enough to be accurate and focused just enough to explain why I am writing or saying what ever it is that I am attempting to do. You may or may not like what I write, but please know that when I do write whatever it is, I do so, in an honest sense that comes from a pure unconditional place of venting and absorbing all that is good and bad. But there are many things about me that nearly everyone very close to me or have deeply and intimately interacted with me knows, that does not and will not get shared voluntarily. Right now, I will offer to you, a little insight on some of my many secrets, and the things that I do not hide, but definitely, do not display to the world about my private life. Now I may in some shape or form mention some of these things it in passing, but I assure you, not to the level where I explain, why, like I am about to do, right now. First of all, I am attracted to a certain type of woman, and it is no secret, what that type looks like. I will not describe her now, because after reading this, you will more than understand my preference, with your approval or not. Oh, forgive me, I just jumped right into this theory without explaining why I am writing this, where this is going and more, so stay with me for a second while I explain to you, where all of this came from. First of all, it was a chain reaction, because someone called me this morning asking if I knew who was hiring in this horrific state of the economy, and someone also asked me, if I enjoy oral sex in an email, or more plainly like they said it, " Do I like Blow Jobs and if so, call them at this number they provided?" Well in combining the two to come up with this one theory, I am giving you the conception of two thoughts into one. First of all, I explained or asked the person that is seeking employment, are they looking for a job or a career? They did not know what I meant, because they see both of them, as the same thing like being "Rich" and being "Wealthy", "Living" and "Surviving" and "Loving", "Being In Love" and "Lust". Well a job to me, is something you do that pays the bills, and you could care less if you keep it or not, it is a means to a end that can be interchanged with a minimal effort in applying ones self, to get where one is wanting to go, not needing to be. A career, is something you are passionate about, and actually makes you a better person, when performing your duties within it. So after explaining this, they understood where my mind frame is, and the question I just asked them. But in explaining all of this to you, I felt to do so in this forum, I would need to explain what I mean. Now like I said, I am attracted to a certain type of woman, and if I literally have her or not, is irrelevant right now, so do not worry if it is this or that. But lets say I met or was talking to a woman that completely did it for me on a cosmetic basis and she asked me, "What is your type?" She would honestly only ask this question after feeling within herself, she was my type or close to it, which made her create the thought or question in knowing, she may be my type based on my look and view towards her to ask the question she needs to hear me say. I would simply tell her if she were her, my type, " I am not answering this out of obligation or because I am attracted to you because you are cute. I also would not be doing it because you just happen to just like me for whatever reason, you universally have this or that, but only, and I mean only because I am attracted to what you have shown to me, and that is that", thats what I would initial say. I say that because, "When I first realized I am who I am, I immediately did things to secure me in gaining, what I knew I needed to have later on in my life, to make me and whomever I am with, happy, and you right now, have that visual image on what life could and would be like, with a man like me." Now to give you, my readers, a little info on me, when everyone was partying at 21- 29, I was working on owning the place, they were spending their money at. Why, because I realize that living in that moment of your life, goes no where and could be very damaging to a person like me, though it can be or is needed to get out of your system, if it is in your system. But what if it is not in your system in the first place I ask you, my reader, then would not you realize it is not needed to experience, because it is not a part of the long-term goal or plan on how you wish to live your life and be remembered? As long as I can selectively remember, I have fantasized about such a physical look in a woman and being in a such a place and position to obtain it, rightfully. The skin tone of her, her voice and how this specific woman would basically be, naturally in my eyes, is all I have ever wanted and needed since realize what I am attracted to. It goes from how I grew up, where I grew up and the examples I was drawn to, that reflect many of the choices I have made in my life, wrong or right. As it states in my biography, I never truly felt, I was the best looking man in the world, and that is based on many things. My self esteem is great and my ego deeply checked, so no, it has nothing to do with how I see me, it has to do on how I thought the world seen me. The media that fed to me, "what beauty is" as a youth, the majority of my close childhood friends turning out to be male actors and models, and because I was always in the spotlight as a child, and never really understood why everyone wanted to come hang out with me, is just the start of what I could never really finish in explaining how I felt about me, and this subject to me. I knew some of my popularity was because I was this star athlete, had a car at 16, graduated at 161/2, scholastically gifted, was the most popular in school, articulate, funny and where I lived. I grew up in the hills of Berkeley California, where we were only 1 of 5 black families that grew up here, the 70s. But I never knew why people liked me, and that played a big part on me as my career started to happen. It never held me back, but was always in the back of my mind, and I always wondered, why, like I do now, from time to time, do I get so much dam attention..

Anyway, naturally, I am not a sexual person. I like sex in all, but for the most part, could do with or without it. I say that also, for many reasons. You see being so popular and going to private predominantly all-white schools from birth and not only fitting in because of my families success, I belonged there, excelled there and made it even more popular from my efforts and actions. Now on top of all of that, the way I look at sexy women, is the way this certain female, naturally looks. Everything from the mom, to the freak, supporter, wife type, slut and more, all revolves around this image of a woman, that I see when I naturally, look at her when I close my eyes. So even though I have been with many women cosmetically, I always knew I would never be with them for the long term because 1) my career came first 2) they are not what I fully and deeply fantasize about 3) I never allowed myself to give what I know by example, would be needed to make it work for them, myself and us, at that time. So as far as the physicality of sex, it means nothing to me in speaking about sex, I enjoy making love. Now some of you may wonder, what is the difference, and I say to you this; a job and a career, and being rich and being wealthy. Now when I say making love, I am talking in every aspect; mentally, physically, educationally, thought, flesh, emotional and more. I am all about the mutual mental connection to give and receive, which I often refer to as, recycling. That is the formula for short, immediate and long-term success to me. In the best or worst times, and when you can no longer experience or able to do anything physically, the mind and mental aspect on what and how you see something, is everlasting and stimulates you to stay on that course of success in other areas that will also, make you feel connected to the reason and cause you support, defend and passionately love what you area part of. To me, success is a lot like failure. The difference is, what one considers broke and what one considers working properly, is what determines each end. So having the discipline to fail and succeed, is very similar. If you think of the many things that have withstood the good and bad times and just went along their way in the middle of each end, they are simple in their ways, and follow the same format that got them, where they are. So to me and my way of thinking, it only makes sense to keep doing what is working if it is working for you, when attempting to succeed and not fail in other areas. But the key is, finding out what stimulates you to be free and to be a slave to, in your short term, immediate and long-term plans. So to me, when you are finding yourself, finding what naturally stimulates you, is the main ingredient that makes everything else, possible.

Now to go away to come back stronger, I have sexually been with so many women, that I personally feel there is nothing anyone can do to me physically, that I have yet to experience. The number of women is very high, not pretty high, but high by anyones standard or measurements, and I know it. I am not diluting or boasting, proud or ashamed, just stating a fact. But I have always been with them for the most part, knowing its limits and where it would end. I guess you can say that I went into them knowing it would end, based on the things I did and did not allow to happen. But during all of this, I have never contracted a disease and during all of this, only fathered one child with one woman having an abortion by her choice, and another losing it due to Karma. I have been with Hollywood starlets, super models, welfare moms and everything else, in between. But here is the thing, I never mentally offered myself to anyone, because I knew I am only truly attracted, to one specific type of woman, that I could not handle at the time, and the world would judge, unfairly. Its not that I could not handle what was being said, but because I needed for her to know why she was with me, and because of how I feel, would not put her through all I know, was going to happen, based on my personal experience on what she would go through in doing and being where I needed to be. So in saying that, there are things I have never experienced because I wanted to make sure, the person I wanted to share things with that meant something to me, needs to have something, no one else has had.

So that brings us around to the topic, "Oral sex". Do I enjoy it, yes, but have never experienced cumming in a womans mouth fully, because that is something I will not allow myself to do with anyone. Have I done it, yes, but I say that with needing for you to know this and more. The select few that have experienced that with me, you can count on two fingers. I did so in hoping, not knowing, but hoping, they were the one I would spend the rest of my life with. What can I say, I am human and for whatever reason, whomever fault is was, it didn't work out. But beyond your imagination, that is a part of me that I have been saving for her, the ONE, so I have never fully, allowed myself to enjoy it, the way I have always imagined it. If by chance you actually found the few in the many I have been with and got them when they were telling the unconditional truth, I can literally count with two fingers, who I have experienced that pleasure and honor with. My personally fantasy, is to have a woman that looks just like this woman, wear red lipstick, and slowly goes up and down my shaft, and methodically, create a rhythm that unconsciencely lets me know, she is deeply into pleasing me while getting off herself, in the process. Remember, I am talking about a question that was asked to me, "Do I like Blow Jobs", so that is what I am defining. But in imaging such a woman, it brings me to a boil to only imagine, seeing or knowing I have created the wetness my penis is generating from being in her mouth, slowly rolling down the sides from her passion, while she is going up and down, putting my dick, in and out like she has invented this art, is the mental, not physical, but mental part of it, that will never go away in my mind. This is the difference between a job and a career, as to only look at her skin, which is a contrast of mine, create something only the mind could imagine. To see her moving to the left and right to find that right angle, to absorb and make love to my cock like she wants me to do when I am in her ever flowing pussy, is beyond physical, its mental. You see I do not need business advice, money, credit, random sex, ego fill ups or anything like that. If I get fine, but that is not required from this woman I crave. I either get enough of that already, or had enough of it for a lifetime and could care less about having it again. I am mentally able and available to submit to her, which makes the physical, beyond imagination. So when you may wonder, why you, why me, why now, I have no answers. All I know is that right now, I am receptive to it, and you just happen to be the woman I have always fantasized about, since I can remember. So with me now wanting and needing to concentrate on just one woman, I am going to find the woman that naturally, feels the same way about me, if she knows it or not. She will understand why I write, absorb it for knowledge not just entertainment. She will see herself, and even though the world does not realize what she is looking at when she closes her eyes, she does. Can she touch it, no. Can she explain it, no. Can just anyone give her this image, no, not at all. She just knows, and just like when I was climbing the ladder of success and hearing everyone tell me I was crazy, it did not matter because I knew, even though I could not see or touch it, this is my chance so I better take full advantage of it. I did not care if I failed, because all that I was doing before this chance, was failure to me because it meant nothing to me and was not the core on what and how I wish to live my life and what success means to me. Its a feeling of natural stimulation, and you start to understand why, nothing else worked because you were waiting for this moment that makes no sense in happening. No matter what you went through, was with, why and when, you always had this image in your mind, that you could mentally go back to, to put you back on track when you felt you were falling off of it. That to me, is making love, and a career, not a job. So am I sexual, no. I crave the mental aspect on creating an unconditional moment, that is normally beyond definition. And the only way to do that, is to find out what you like, why and how. Once you do that, it does not matter what anyone says, because it, would have said it all for you, and you heard it. So do I like oral sex, no, I crave Oral Love Making. So I could careless about a Blow Job, let us share A Blown Career, when searchng for that unknown friend that can answer that question right now, based on, the future. Enjoy The Moment
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