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TUESDAY MORNING LOVE: COCK MEDITATIONS
When you are feeling stressed, close your eyes…
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THE QUESTION OF PARADISE
“This morning, with her, having coffee.” Johnny Cash When we think of paradise it is often a place. Perhaps a white sand beach that doesn’t burn your feet, with crystal clear water that feels like a refreshing bath. The conjuring of blissful place, that is as calming and invigorating to our insides as it is to our physical being. The cliche, ” we want what we don’t have” creates a longing in us to chase that unknown. This is beyond ambition. Is it greed? Gluttony? Once achieved, what is next? Bigger? Better? Riskier? How to find extraordinary in our ordinary. The rare moments in our lives we chase to stay…
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HONEY LOVE
Some tales are just too sweet for too many words.
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MONDAY MORNING LOVE: MY BALLS, MYSELF
No inspirational quotes today. An opportunity to feel the love, literally.
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THE GREATEST LAW WE ARE AVERAGE AT LIVING BY
"...But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, that you may be children of your Father in heaven. He causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous. If you love those who love you, what reward will you get? Are not even the tax collectors doing that? And if you greet only your own people, what are you doing more than others? Do not even pagans do that?" Matthew 5:44-47 An excerpt of a Gospel reading from a Sunday morning mass. The Priest talked about the greatest commandment, the only true commandment…
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FRIDAY FANTASY: WAITING FOR YOUR NOD
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YEARNING FOR THE SIMPLICITY OF TOUCH
A desire burns within all of us to be touched in that way. There is no label for it. It isn’t always easy to articulate. However, you know when it happens. When your hand touches mine. When my cheek rests on your shoulder, chest, inner thighs…and then comes the exhale of everything. This energy stops just short of carnal, for a moment. Its tender and deep. A story being written in motion of two people giving each other what they have. All of it. Nothing left behind. That is intimacy. It is something that can’t be manufactured because it comes from deep within. A mystery in chemistry. The magic of…
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MONDAY MORNING LOVE NOTE
From me to you, over and over…
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FRIDAY’S FANTASY: WHAT THE EYES REVEAL
“…He asked with his eyes more than his lips…” A line from a Robert Frost poem that leapt out at me.
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A HUMP DAY RECOLLECTION
I wonder if you think about it as much as I do…