Poetic Needs: Just Right

I never would have thought I would like redvelvet. Let  alone need a daily fix of it. 

But oh well!

Ce la vie!!

Just Right

In the darkest night

I stumbled upon

Ultimate dessert

Craving

So sweet

Yet spicy

So enticing

But cold as an ice

Entwined minds

Coincided adult responsibilities of life

Creative minds and lives

Intermingled

Joined by chance

By life

A Master Chef

Delectable delight

She feeds me

With sweet curves

Of chocolate royal delight

As I enjoy the cream

Risen to climax

Dipped in divinity

Willy Wonka’s ultimate

Dessert fix

As she feeds me

Through pain and more pain

My sadist explodes

Like a chocolate molten lava cake

Again

Again

And again

Each bite

Land of the cane

Sound of the flogger

Reigns upon my

Carnivorous rage

For I am left

Like an addict

My hunger rages

This lust cannot

Will not

I don’t want to be

Contained

Just like

Mary J said

You are my sweet thing

And this beast

Must feed

For eternity

From the chocolatezeus collection  2/12/16  ©

Poetic Moment: Beyond the Veil

Beyond the Veil

Standing here

Amid the dust and rubble

Blind to anything in front of me

Searching for answers

An application of destiny

Peering to see

Lonely embers

Hanging on against finality

Us

Our

Distant remnants

Of yellow brick road dreams

A supernova

Transmuted into

Lead lined

Black hole of being

I see

No, saw clearly

The possible outlook

Holy Grail to be achieved

But that was just me

The anomaly in this

Unsolved equation

Heart and soul

Laying upon jagged rocks

As jagged edge sings

What should be

I shouldn’t looked behind the curtain

I wouldn’t have seen what I wanted

Never knew this need

As I ride this dead hurricane

Left in the mundane

Catapulted into

Pristine silence

Connected dots

In an unsolved puzzle

A mix of

Irreverent

Irrelevance

Amid the desired

Context and effect

Left here

Blinking and thinking

Bewildered

As wonderment won’t cease

The distance and silence

Paved the way to my

Clabbored feelings

As a heart is sucked up in

Its own black hole

Silently

Reeling

From the chocolatezeus collection  2/12/16  ©

Balance and Protocols

I am out of balance.

It has been this way for a long time. That balance has gotten better recently since I decided to stick with my old school ways and be Super Captain Caveman, once again.

Causes of unbalance:

• Life...being an adult responsible for things out of your damn control is always something
• Lack of Travel...This always helps me. Even if it is merely for a weekend to hang out with my few people in my circle
• Lack of Sex...This is the most dangerous for the humans. Since I am not getting it on any type of regular basis I am prone to some Death Star level activity
• Sadist needs to be fed...He is really pissed off and angry right now. The cage is already broken.

Balance keeps things moving appropriately through the chaos and calamities. But as is life, just have to deal with things and destroy existence another way. 

Either way my balance will be back into play no matter who has to be removed, excommunicated and everything else.

My protocol experience has shown me that I have to be Super Caveman. Because, if you let a sub get an inch they are in another orbit a moment later. I have to make sure every protocol and rule is slapped in the face from inception. Because if you amend things they want to act like you have turned into Dr Kavorkian. But the lesson has been learned. 

Life is lessons and experiences. Right now I am wondering the meaning if any of the current mess. Oh well, enjoy your time and days.

To quote my favorite, Gen. George S Patton in closing.

"In case of doubt, attack."

Poetry: Welcome to My Church

Welcome to My Church

Come lay upon my alter

Naked unto me

Fully

Mentally

Spiritually

Physically

Nothing hidden

As I hold covenant

Over your

Past

Present

Future

I see inside you

The delicate delicacy

The strength on top and beneath

With that layer of

Submission locked between

I will sacrifice you

To being free

To letting go of all those things

That you cling to and have to do

Automatically

I am not what you have

Previously encountered or seen

I am tailor made to

Exorcise your stubborn resistance

To elevating to what you

Want, need and seek

This knife carves you deep

Leaving marks

Upon your heart and psyche

Twisting your natural

Literal order to things

You struggle

Yet you remain perched

Calling for rebirth and pain

Here with outstretched hands

My knife gleaming

I have shown you the way

The vision that lies at the end

Your sacrifice is all that I need

And destiny

Will be manifested

Here upon this altar

We will be

Take me to church

For the sins are

Denial of destiny

From the chocolatezeus collection  2/8/16  ©

Jammin Old School, Superbowl, Cigars and All

I have been jammin the past days to DJ L3XX mixes. I think he is an old yokota classmate but I am not for sure. But here is an example of why i am dancing around.

Funky Fresh Fridays Vol.01 - DJ L3XX by Deejayl3xx on Mixcloud

So my Panthers are playing today and could win their first super bowl, which would be off the wall. it is going to be crazy either way. And what a great excuse to get the hell out of the house and enjoy myself while the parental units are here! So it is going to be cigars, pizza, wings, football and alcohol tonight.  Lil Jon YEAH!!

The female parental unit's sister still hasn't died. I haven't seen the female parental unit yet since I got back last night. So I am thankful.

I am debating if i should fix some more bbq chicken but then again I am going to be eating out there so I might just snack.

Therapy Normalcy and Totality (I thought this was posted already smh)

It has been a week of productivity amid sickness and the unforeseen.  Sister probably has this virus that is going around. The oarental units called 47 times. (No I mean literally 47 times in one day)

I had some convo with lil red at her comfort level which was cool. Allowed for talking and laughing. A big change from things lately. And I appreciated the effort.

Sprinkled me with some relationship convos in there. About availability and emotional statuses.

So in therapy today it hit home that in the cigar shop there is alwaus something amd someone crazy coming in. Today was the skrawny entity that was dressed goth. The other crazy introduced what we didn't know was a boy to us. His name was benjamin and he was a masquerade vampire. I was like what the hell! So I sat there watching the show as always. So the he asks benjamin what vampire clan he was from? The masquerade? And I look up at monroe and I am ctfu. He is trying to keep a straight face and I have to look at them crazy and put my head down.

the entertainment is priceless!!

PSSITA and salud