From Crunk Music to R&B Type of Morning

I am sitting here working and listening to Aaron Hall's "The Truth" album. my first ballad, r&b album I actually liked fully and could deal with. Because we know I don't do that stuff unless a female I am with is involved.  it summed up a lot of things with each song. Even now it holds some meanings still. Love, sex and life through words and music in applicable situations.

the songs:

• Do Anything - I would do anything for you to help, support, comfort and more.
• Open up - Be yourself, let it all out, be vulnerable to me. I got you.
• Get a little Freaky - Be my whore, slut, cunt and more. All the freaky things let us do and more.
• Pick Up the Phone - Communicate with me. Maintain what we have and show that you are interested
• Until I Found You - When I met you i found what I wanted and needed. The things that comfort, make me happy and make life better
• Don't Be Afraid - Through the good and the bad I will be here for you. There is nothing like you. Don't be scared to just be and for us to be together
• Let's Make Love - I want to feel that intimacy that only you and me can have together. Strokes, licks where I can see your soul through your eyes glazed in ecstasy.
• When You Need Me - I will be there for you no matter what as much as I possibly can
• I Miss You - When I am away from you I miss and want you. Even when I don't express or show it. 
• Until the End of Time - That is where we are going and can be found

Enough with the musical, mushy shit.

It has been another trying week. There have been some interesting positive things. There have been a lot of negative ones. And things that only make me think some more. (like I need that)

I definitely got Ru on my mind and sending prayers to her. 

Still shaking my fucking head at that call the week before. I am still like WTF.

Eye opening episode in understanding that I cannot support, be there for anyone that is not open to that happening. As well as my endoskeleton needs a tune up and some restructuring so there are no more lapses, escapes or mishaps.

There was a pleasant surprise of expression that I never ever would have expected. It made a rough day better and made me smile inside.

Black Bike Week is next week and as much as I like going to see ass, titties and great bikes. I don't want to be bothered with the traffic. But then I do want to go to the comic con they got going on there. And of all weekends it would have to be this one. So we will see what happens with that. Plus I will hang out with the cousins and their clubs at Aunties since she is cooking a big thing for them once again. But for the last time she said.

I am waiting to see how things pan out and stabilize. I need to get out of here and go somewhere soon. Preferably with carnal and inflicting pain activities. But at this point who knows. i might even brave the heat and head to hot ass texas to spend time with my Ru. 

Hell, my month is about a week and my schedule is way the hell off. So I am a bit pissed about that. 

on that note I am going to look at these pics of HQ while listening to the appropriate song "Hott in Heere"

nuff said

Poetry in Motion: Moments

Moments

There are

Moments

Where I can’t see the forest for the trees

Because the napalm is burning

Their flames licking my feet

There are

Moments

I want to feel

Give freedom to

Emotions

Essence and soul stirrings

There are

Moments

When rage

Cages me within it’s haze

Grasped

There are

Moments

Where just one mere word

Sexy pics

Kind acts

Calms the raging Beast

Making life livable

Again

There are

Moments

Where everything fits

Joined intricately together

My life becomes

Balanced and better

There are

Moments

When the past meets the present

Battling for

Hypothesis and analysis

Challenge

There are

Moments

Where I can

Smile and laugh

Be vulnerable, happy and loving

Delve deeply into my

Sadistic horniness

With utter abandoned

Glee

There

There are

These

Moments

Where

Me and those things

Just be

From the chocolatezeus collection   5/20/16  ©

Today's Poetic Moment: I Am Not Your Daddy

I Am Not Your Daddy

There is nothing left

That pertains to this moniker

Position vacated

The moment

The disconnect occurred

Realization became

Apparently

Love, emotions, feelings

They were involved

Now the remains of

Cannibalized aftermath

There is no

Ill intent

Merely an experience

Left in the annuals of

Time and experiments

Things change

Life happens

Regardless

I am not

Your

Daddy

Anymore

From the chocolatezeus collection  5/19/16  ©

Part of the Basics

So this will be a look into one of the basics of myself.

The subject matter is...

Trust, Connection and Expressed Feeling

I am one that doesn't give these things out without some serious thought, reflection and proven worthiness.

I love, care and connect deeply with who I choose. But when those things are not wanted, reciprocated or taken for granted then I will remove those things and excommunicate.

My feelings may be strong but so is the opposite side of the equation. And this last year and especially lately I see that I have  to stick with pure apathy.

I accept individuals as they are. Their fucked up, mentally disturbed, weird and psychotic selves. But I give them a chance since they start off with a blank slate. But if you want to write bullshit on that slate then that is your choice.

Oh well...

And then there was ONE!!

when You Use the Light Switch

Relations are about connection.

Wben there is not connection then there is nothing that I care or concern about when it comes to those involved.

When you tell me that you are no longer connected to me, then I will adjust things accordingly. I will make sure that you are just like the other humans.

Disconnection means I really don't care unless it involves me.

Well damn Ru. It isn't even the end of summer yet. lmao

I totally understand why I only express myself and deal with Ru. I can be myself, get angry and make mistakes and things will be alright.

Oh well it's hard out here for a fucking asshole!!

Right Now...

WWE's natalya in that cat suit was just wrong. I want to fuck her little brains out. The new dana chick looks like she got a decent body on her. And stephanie mcmahon I want to fuck her and break her down completely.

With all the shit going on lately. I seriously need my FIX.

I need a fuckfest. Where she cums so much that she needs ivs.

Inflict so much pain that that head forensic scientist i used to fuck here is like "what the fuck."

Luagh, talk and repeat the fuckfest and havoc pain expedition until I am sated.

Yeah I need one that will satisfy all of that and not try to displace or tell me I can get that by joining a bunch of folks together. I don't want the fake voltron. I need my FIX!

The engines are blown and the fuel inside of me is burning brighter than the sun. We are past the point of rational thinking and actions.

Fuck, fuck, fuck where is Ru Ru when I need her. At least it would take my mind off this shit from listening to her adventures.

I am going to have to continue drinking and smoking instead.

Fuck it.

*atomizing the mic*

I Am What I Am

I am about to run it down for you.

Basically I am just me. The moody, mean, passionate, steadfast Dominant man.

I am singular in purpose. I stick with what I think and feel. Other's ideologies remain subservant to mine. I do incorporate things.

I am simple if you know me with complex living and thinking.

My love and feelings are there only during the situations and people that warrant it.  So, everyone and anyone are not going to get anything but distance from me. I don't spread love and cheer to the humans. That is not my department.

Support is my nature. Unless and if you turn your back on me and take it for granted then that support will be you falling down a cliff.

What I am not...

I am not your wait until you get ready, fall back plan.

That be nice to everyone so they can see you as something comfortable for them.

The do it your way man does not reside here.

The change me type of man. If you are looking to change me you already failed.

Nor am I the give you everything so you can do absolutely nothing type of man.


In closing...

I am loving, caring, funny and protective of the very few I actually allow in any of my circles. If someone ever could enter my inner circle they can have my heart. If a super anomaly happened and a woman actually met the standards to be in the inner sanctum, then she is the Queen!

It is not hard to ask me things. Just don't expect the answer that you want me to give to happen. But don't be scared and ask.

I am simply a Dominant man that lives life the way he sees fit and plans.

You know what to do!


*mic drop*

Over here dancing to...

yeah I am over here watching this and enjoying myself.