It's like swallowing a shot of good whiskey, having the best sex of your life and smoking a cigarette all at the same time. This feeling. A kind of madness. Creeping along my spine. Tickling the tip of my clit. Pushing me to purse my lips and blow. I want to laugh hysterically, weep sorrowfully, and love with the kind of abandon that makes me scream out:
"Gawd help me...oh gawd, please help me...."
The wind is not whispering today. She roars. Like me. The invisible lion in your midst. Easy to ignore until the roof of your house is torn off.
The messy masses spill over the edge of the social sinkhole like ants running from a flooded nest. Not flooded because of rain. Flooded because a five-year old decided to turn the contents of his sippy-cup all over the sandy crack in the sidewalk. A crack where he observed busy ants peacefully wandering to and fro. Human instinct is disruptive. Destructive. A far cry from constructive.
Is a fifteen-year age difference *really* that much of a difference? Not if the man is a few months shy of 31, educated and gainfully employed when the two first canoodle in a selfie booth. Hawtness isn't connected to age--it's about confidence.The only "Difference Engine" that matters was written by Gibson and Sterling.
"Different is not deficient." That's what the intellectuals say. Except, not everyone knows how to differentiate between intellect and intellectualization. Displacement isn't the same as being displaced, you know.
Do you? Know? Or, do you just say "no" because a television commercial tells you to?
It's the lover you trusted pushing inside you without a condom after you ask him not to. It's opening a new box of granola bars and realizing they are suddenly shorter, thinner and generally less-than but cost more. It's having a room-mate sign a lease, yet "forget" to pay his rent for five months while eating your food, using your clean towels, your electricity, and your high-speed internet. It's being abandoned by your parents as a teen with a four-month old only to later learn family and friends were told you weren't kicked out at all--it was you who somehow wanted to leave. Because, every new mother wants to become homeless, right? Right???
Cruelty lacks common sense. And, sensibility. Like locking your teenage daughter out of the house and refusing to give her the key because she's the one who can't be trusted when one parent is going bankrupt while fucking a cat groomer and the other secretly plans to commit suicide. Yes, the daughter is clearly the problem in that scenario. Girls always are.
We no longer live in a shame-culture. Honor means nothing. Ethics are just the excuse behind what has become the new crucible, minus Arthur Miller. More's the shame. Except, no one ever feels ashamed. At least, not anymore.
People place limits on everything but their stupidity. Those same good folks believe women aren't worth equal pay, equal jobs, equal promotions, equal raises, or deserve to to be called #POTUS. Inane and insane, but not necessarily in the membrane. For, how is it that a 95-year old Stan Lee requiring in-home medical care can be accused of sexual harassment??? It's innocent until proven guilty, not guilty because of greedy, exploitative people using the new awareness of real victims (and victimization) to their advantage. Women cannot really expect to be treated equally in the future when stooping to the level of men...can they?
By the way, Thor lives in Upstate New York where he keeps bees and crafts a line of "natural" cosmetics made from their honey. It's true.
The future is not bright. It's fucking vibrant. And, vibrating.
Better keep extra batteries in your drawer....
#Cream
"Gawd help me...oh gawd, please help me...."
The wind is not whispering today. She roars. Like me. The invisible lion in your midst. Easy to ignore until the roof of your house is torn off.
The messy masses spill over the edge of the social sinkhole like ants running from a flooded nest. Not flooded because of rain. Flooded because a five-year old decided to turn the contents of his sippy-cup all over the sandy crack in the sidewalk. A crack where he observed busy ants peacefully wandering to and fro. Human instinct is disruptive. Destructive. A far cry from constructive.
Is a fifteen-year age difference *really* that much of a difference? Not if the man is a few months shy of 31, educated and gainfully employed when the two first canoodle in a selfie booth. Hawtness isn't connected to age--it's about confidence.The only "Difference Engine" that matters was written by Gibson and Sterling.
"Different is not deficient." That's what the intellectuals say. Except, not everyone knows how to differentiate between intellect and intellectualization. Displacement isn't the same as being displaced, you know.
Do you? Know? Or, do you just say "no" because a television commercial tells you to?
It's the lover you trusted pushing inside you without a condom after you ask him not to. It's opening a new box of granola bars and realizing they are suddenly shorter, thinner and generally less-than but cost more. It's having a room-mate sign a lease, yet "forget" to pay his rent for five months while eating your food, using your clean towels, your electricity, and your high-speed internet. It's being abandoned by your parents as a teen with a four-month old only to later learn family and friends were told you weren't kicked out at all--it was you who somehow wanted to leave. Because, every new mother wants to become homeless, right? Right???
Cruelty lacks common sense. And, sensibility. Like locking your teenage daughter out of the house and refusing to give her the key because she's the one who can't be trusted when one parent is going bankrupt while fucking a cat groomer and the other secretly plans to commit suicide. Yes, the daughter is clearly the problem in that scenario. Girls always are.
We no longer live in a shame-culture. Honor means nothing. Ethics are just the excuse behind what has become the new crucible, minus Arthur Miller. More's the shame. Except, no one ever feels ashamed. At least, not anymore.
People place limits on everything but their stupidity. Those same good folks believe women aren't worth equal pay, equal jobs, equal promotions, equal raises, or deserve to to be called #POTUS. Inane and insane, but not necessarily in the membrane. For, how is it that a 95-year old Stan Lee requiring in-home medical care can be accused of sexual harassment??? It's innocent until proven guilty, not guilty because of greedy, exploitative people using the new awareness of real victims (and victimization) to their advantage. Women cannot really expect to be treated equally in the future when stooping to the level of men...can they?
By the way, Thor lives in Upstate New York where he keeps bees and crafts a line of "natural" cosmetics made from their honey. It's true.
The future is not bright. It's fucking vibrant. And, vibrating.
Better keep extra batteries in your drawer....
#Cream
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