Friday, August 03, 2018

Relative Poetry: Emergence


Emergence



My heart
 A dead, cold listless orb
Colder than nitrogen
More dead than three
Supernova’ d  stars

Left for dead
Decaying orbit
Within the soul
A sacrifice upon my
Own essence

No warning
Met with a nova bomb

Wait what is that warmth I feel?
What is the beating of my dead heart?

How dare you give life to death
Take away the solace of emptiness
From my heart

After fear and shock
I could say thank you
For this spark

At first I was just appalled
Another unwanted destined fall

Then the light bulb went off
Reality called
Said it was the real deal and all

Thank you is all I could say
As I answered the call


From the chocolatezeus collection  8/2/18  ©

Thursday, August 02, 2018

As the Last Grains of the Sands of Time Fall

It has been a serious time over this almost 2 year period now. So many things have happened and changed. And only about 2 or 3 people know what those things are and have seen the costs and all. And I thank little one and babycakes for that. There has been a lot of negative actions as well as positive. But thankfully I have worked hard to not drown from it all and accepted a little of support.

This time has created a new path, more focus and dedication. Through the pain, agitation and disgust I moved on farther and faster .Leaving behind links, feelings, interests and so much more.

House of Havoc will become brick and mortar. So much will be done and is already being worked on. It is exciting as well as foreboding due to more responsibility.

Sadness and loss has been here. From losing relations, relationships as well as things that have happened to the few people i talk to regularly. It reinforced the helplessness of many things in life. Knowing that I am going to lose those that I have loved as well as those that i care about is something that I have to prepare for as much as I can.

I will continue to feel and watch these last grains of sand fall. Continue to be there and with those that I am close to. Moving forward in strength wisdom and power.

Time to get things together for the next trips and adventures.

At least I still have the memories...aye


Sunday, July 29, 2018

The Stalworth Journey

Through the valleys and the hills. Through the skies and the seas. Into the final frontier of space. That is where my journey has taken me.

The parental unit is getting worse. He is losing it and in turn really causing me to not even choose to help from the shadows since I am the horrible son. This crap with the horrid city of New York showed me why I can't stand the place and will no longer have interest in any female from that garbage ass place.

Wondering what is going on with auntie. She is the last form of family basically that is left for me. The others are just relatives. But that feeling is weighing heavy lately.

My dealings with the humans:

I resented the use of the term Daddy Dominant. Because it really inferred to me one who was basically codling the submissives. red, little one and even the tree hugging monkey bitch kept bringing it up. I ignored it. Until I realized it was said because of the way I was treating them and being protective of them way back then.  Now I realize that view they had of me was theirs and not mine. That it was how they related to me regardless. And even that doesn't last for long for some or most anyway. But it is part of the whole. That is why one calls me Daddy and one calls me Papi.

After watching another episode of drama unfold while at an event and afterwards the shields are up at maximum and reinforced by the imperial navy. I don't have time for it. Even when I said to individuals to just stay away from each other and go about your merry way. Hell, I know the deal with those that in their little feelings from whatever the tree hugging monkey bitch told them. Their attitude and feelings are in the huge pile of Not Giving a Fuck listing.  But people choose their path and that is why I choose not to associate.  Even with the new people that have been interested and considered I check and ask they associations with certain people in atl, ny and all. Because if they are friends with them then I can't trust them. Especially the ones that are friends with red and little one that punk ass will do shit behind someone's back.  So, I established the operating area and procedures to address all of this. And it won't change.

Helping, teaching, supporting and community:

After last years fiasco with helping folks and then the attachment, drama and issues that came from that I have been less inclined to help. And my help is very general in it's nature. So I don't have another episode of some jealous s type in their feelings and reneging on pledges of service and so forth.

I have tried a bit this year though. There hasn't been a big ass mess like last year but I am watchful about it. Making sure there is no involvement past the appropriate line and time.

It is strange to think or consider that there are those that will seek knowledge from me. I am not famous or have a long history in these lifestyles. But they have chosen to ask questions, speak and seek me for some advice.

I guess I have gotten soft and shown weakness in my Evil energy lately. Will have to fix that hole.


Otherwise:

Distances keep growing.
Intimacy grows by leaps and bounds.
Understanding has peeled away memories, experiences and feelings.
It feels great when connection, interest, understanding and desire is there.


So much is coming up. And I am looking forward to going to the leather, Master and slave as well as bdsm events. Just have to budget for things with everything that comes up. But there will be more adventures and witnessing more firsts with baby cakes and others.

Almost back to football season so will be enjoying watching fantasy football and eating again soon.

The changes on deck will be something else. Looking forward to them and the completion of people, places and things.

And the other things. you know where to find them at.


*ground control to major tom* Commencing countdown engines on!