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Me- Some nasty, pissy, old, tramp just showed me his erection!!!
YB- was it big
Me- No, it was disgusting

This conversation got me thinking.
In general, dick/penis/cock/manhood ,or whatever you wanna call it, is not really very pleasing to the eye...
I mean, unlike made for male porn, pictures of random, hard pee pee's aren't gonna get me off.

With that said, sometimes even the thought of doing special favours for that special man may seem stomach churningly daunting...

That is until you have that moment.

That moment when the switch flicks and you have, what I have decided to call a 'Dickpithiny'.

That moment where everything amazing and brilliant that this man has been doing for you (maybe even TO you) merges into a big, beautiful ball of sunshine and suddenly, the once ugly private member becomes your best friend.

You wanna look at it, touch it, taste it, hell, even cook hot meals WITH dessert for it.

You LOVE it!

It is BEAUTIFUL!

Nothing has the power to get you off or on more than this mans special stick...

I don't really know where this blog is going but the thought caught me and so I allowed my fingers to run with it.

It's late, please don't hold it against me.

Maybe ya'll can leave me some comments to share your thoughts on this random but interesting phenomena?

Sleep still hides from me
Running as if hiding from blood hounds and men on wild horses
Erratic
At times fearfully static
Unsure of its final destination
My mood sits at the bell end a taught pendulum
Swinging in hypnotic rhythmic silence
A small but steady Atumpan beats within my temple playing songs of my ancestors and the weight of their burdens
Eyes stare up at starless skies
Pollution and contamination took care of that while ago
Are you doing the same?
I guess that is something

I’ll never

Know

Poetic Paralysis

Writers block has been a constant issue for me for the past 6 or so months.
The odd new piece has been realised but nothing like what I was used to writing.
They say quality matters over quantity and I guess I should be happy to have been able to have written anything of substance at all.

I knew the root of my block but was so consumed by life and it's misfortunes that I didn't spend time freeing myself of this internal bondage.

Then something lovely happened...

A beautiful lady sent me her softly spoken thoughts and feelings and before I knew it my mind started to whirr and I was able to put my soul, once again, on paper.
Hopefully one day soon, with her blessing, I will be able to share these thoughts with you.
I was up till the early hrs this morning.

Today I feel decidedly emotional and distant but I know that is just step one.

So, Missy, I say thank you. Thank you very much.

I'm finding myself in a reflective state.

Not wanting to start the new year as it is inevitably going to end.

Holding my breath as I attempt to quickly rip off plasters.

It's better when it's done faster... isn't it?

Concerned because each plaster contains a piece of my DNA and I'm not so sure that I'm content discarding that along with yesterdays used tissues and today's bitter frustrations.

Uncontrollable situations...

Truths left untold

Sit back and let it unfold?

Not so easy when it gives me comfort to keep hold.

Maybe time will tell...

Sometimes a snowball is just that, a snowball.

What is it with our (human beings) constant need to look for the negative before the positive?

Why do we assume that something is gonna go wrong without actually allowing ourselves to nurture the right?

I have learnt that whenever you look for the ugly you will undoubtedly find it so, a while ago, I made the decision to be that annoying positive chick always looking for a silver lining regardless of how dark or gloomy the cloud might be.

Sometimes I get proper frustrated when people don't allow themselves to enjoy something because their past has "shown" them that things never work out the way that they want them to work out and that belief makes them quite content to sit back and say "See, I told you so" when the smallest trial comes their way.

I wonder if they've ever considered the possibility that they negative attitude and inability to help the good things grow is what pushes things in the wrong direction... Sometimes I wanna take the index finger of my right hand, poke them in the middle of their hard head and shout "Ever heard of a Self Fulfilling Prophecy Buddy????"

Don't get me wrong, the bubble that I live in isn't so thick and rose tinted that I can't acknowledge that sometimes shit just goes wrong, however, I don't believe that you should start looking for the bigger problem that might possibly come afterwards, but rather that you should take the hit, learn from it and push forward towards the things that make you happy.

Like attracts Like.

There isn't always going to be an avalanche, sometimes a snowball is just that, a snowball.