The Kraken, Ares and Zeus Triumvirate Week

It is just me, myself and I. Keys to universal truth.

So this past week...

One of the discussions has been about how stubborn I am. And in some things I am stubborn. Ru has been on my case about asking for and accepting help for years. But hey I am me. But stubborn was brought up because of me not treating the outsiders the same as those that are supposed to be in one of the circles in my personal life.

As much as I have helped and tried to help folks this year. Both subs, slaves and others has not really been as positive as it should have been. There was a lot of super over sensitivities, facades, attempts at manipulation and more. More valuable lessons learned.

Stress has increased and the battles intensified. More and more enemies and less and less allies. But "Army of One" is what it is about.

Hard to believe that the year is almost over. It is like where the hell did time go to? I have to get ready to get on the move and disappear as much as possible next year. Time to get back to my old ways and get my travel on. The list is already kind of active. Will have to get my new passport as well. And I am going to head out of country a few times so I can chill and pay homage. Still can't believe it will have been 10 years next year.

The way the journey began years ago is nothing like what was planned, expected or wanted. It is not a journey that requires Oyabun attention and actions versus that purpose I had what seems like so long ago now.  But I have adapted, overcame and gave them what they wanted.

As I listen to the music as always. DjL3xx and MilkMan got me over here jamming and remembering being in Japan.

The silence
The time
The actions

They comfort me as I Semper Fidelis.


Have a great week. And prepare for the violent changes that are coming.

*wink*

Poetry: Welcome to the Here and Now

Welcome to the Here and Now

My arms outstretched wide

The warmth of love and passion emanate like a fire

To realize

The chasm that is open wide

A red sea that even Moses puzzles upon

Quizzically

Duct taped

Feelings

Emotions and intimacies

Like a mummification scene

No longer a bridge too far

Now merely

A bridge no longer seen

But I am content

For I gave you what it was that

You wanted

The ambiance that you sought

Multiple destinations that you want

Logic

Defenses

Distance

Reigns Supreme

As I stand back

Appropriately

My services

Complete

From the chocolatezeus collection  11/5/17  ©

Poetry: The Final Disconnect

The Final Disconnect

From the beginning

To here

Fully connected to

Well…

Bathed in

Silence

Puffs of air

Even the noise of empty vacuum

Each connection

Laid prostrate

Not defective

Or even worn out

Merely

The current state

The hisses

The clicks

One by one

Or a bunch at once

They all

Fall away

No longer committed to

Togetherness

Merely

The full separation

There is no

Death and decay

Or

Remnants to remain

There is only

The power

Essence of

Unity

In this final

Disconnection

From the chocolatezeus collection  10/31/17  ©

As the Beat Continues

I am sitting here listening to DeeJayL3xx and just in the groove.

Being asked if there has been communication reminds me just how distant things are. How far removed the strings have gotten. That use to bother me. Well, until I stopped fighting against the Celestials. Make them work and keep moving is the key.

What was right is now wrong or gone. What was important is now encased in carbonite.

The best thing from the weekend was watching episodes of "Shit My Dad Says." Had me just hollering and laughing. It stars William Shatner. Funny as hell to me.

I watched some wrestling. Natty definitely is a thick little bitch as i saw her and the smackdown folk assault raw. Between her steph mcmahon, sasha banks, the alexa bliss chick and the chick that use to be charlotte flairs protege I would definitely fuck their brains out and enslave them.

Solutions, solutions, solutions. Things definitely presented themselves fully. And it is past time to stop doing my duty and go back on the offensive.

On that Spice and dancehall now.

Makes me need to hit Jamaica again. But that will be next year for sure. It is time to get moving again. Ru asked me not to disappear again or at least just tell her when I go incognito. Like I said it really wouldn't matter since it is not like I would be missed for a year or two anyway. lol

I am just here. This completely describes everything.

No anger. No nothing at all.

Just laughter at all situations and all involved or uninvolved.


Enjoy your own beat and dance to your personal playlist.

Enjoy

Poetry: Expectorant of Expectations

Expectorant of Expectations

The closest distance between two points

Is

Nowhere

Nothing

The fabric of existence

Torn asunder

Mutilated even

You know what they say about

The good intentions of

Men and women

Each calculated possibility

Trajectories of irrelevancy

Then I heard boom from the amplifiers

A roll of dice would have given the same effect

Uno

Domino

Bitch!

Like Karnak

A breakdown of

Normally calculated intents

Looking at displaced air

Where once

Congruent and relevant lines of

Affect, effect and destination

Left

Coughing up

Pneumonia like references

On top of diseased reverences

I think the need for an

Anti-inflammatory

Is right on time

From the chocolatezeus collection  10/29/17  ©

Welcome to the Ironclad

Communication...DEAD!
Connection...DEAD!
The Future...Hilarious Laughter!

So my week has been one of under siege. Where everyone came and got their licks in.I am really hoping the coalition is getting their best to coordinate this though.

I had to laugh when mvp asked me about everything. I had to laugh and respond that it is just Me, Myself and I as usual. The "ghost who walks" amidst the alleged loved ones and crowds.  I have always been by myself. Well except for once. So it is not big deal anymore.

Just sitting here enjoying sweet potato pie and remembering past trips and adventures. Things discusses and enjoyed. Like a photo album though, I had to revisit, remember and put that stuff back away where it all belongs.

See, I try to make sure that red and bgp are comfortable and happy with what they do and their comfort level. None of it is conventional or even convenient. But oh well they are happy with what they are doing and that is all that counts. I am happy for them.

Things have changed so drastically that I honestly stopped giving a fuck until they actually want to give a fuck and then it is only for that time period they are available for that fuck to be given.

I am tickled that it is thought that me being angry, grumpy and all truly affect as much is thought. If that was the case I wouldn't have said I loved you or what I wanted with you. But it is all good. As they say it is in the "eye of the beholder."

Not angry. Not emotional or feeling. No regrets.

I am what I am.
And what I am is....

IRONCLAD

Poetry: Do you Reember?

Do you Remember?

Moments

Filled with

Smiles and desires

A time

Were we laughed and communicated

Conversation wasn’t like an

Interrogation

When we

Fucked and made love

Until we were filled with

Pleasurable glee

Or the moments

When we just chilled

Talked, laughed and curled up

Watching tv

Do you remember?

Yeah

Me neither

From the chocolatezeus collection  10/29/17  ©

Poetry: Submission Dynamically

Submission Dynamically

Can you submit?

We both quizzically

Question

Not surface type things

But

Submit at the nucleus

Atom of submitting

That soul stirring

DNA dedicated commitment

To serving submissively

Like the creation of another

Mona Lisa masterpiece

Show me

How deeply in the rabbit hole

You live

So comfortable and completely

As I choose you

You choose me

Your submission in direct correlation

To where you see I can lead

Through the struggle of life’s barbed wire moments

To the exhilaration of achievements, fun and play

United in

Wills

Purpose

Honor and strength

Steadfast

Your submission

My lead

Mind and life altering

As we ask together again

And finally

Are you ready?

Now come with me

From the chocolatezeus collection  10/24/17  ©

Poetry: Depletion of Loving

I stood upon my ramparts

Watching every projectile come towards me

Missiles assailing to harm me

Not your normal enemy

But what I made a part of me

Another loving piece

No worries

Not about my life

My existence

Actual concern for

My assailant

My assailants

As I watch

the cuts, gashes and wounds

Blossom and explode

Upon me

I merely see

Look into the flames

Ingest what is brought against me

Silently

the soft click of

another vault door closing

preparation for another

transitioning

Compartmentalization

Complete

from the chocolatezeus collection 10/23/17 (c)

Poetry: The Theory of Relative Relativity

The Theory of Relative Relativity

Tumbleweeds blow

Across

A relationship so cold

Left with

What if then statements

A soul in the hole

Your

Silence and apathy

Finally took hold

My love holds

Even through this nuclear winter

Love chose

Connection

Love and feeling

Working on having something

These things

Have true meaning

A meaning that is not

Easy

Accommodating

Unfeeling

Painful and trying

But that meaning

This meaning

Means the world

Means more than you can

Fathom or see

Unfortunately

Or fortunately

Crimson leaks

Bleeds even

From heart and soul

That grieves

Not in what was

But for what is

What could be

Down the rabbit hole

Go

Go

Go

Until the pin is removed

And the grenade gets

Tossed down the hole

Where

The world

Revelations

The future

Implodes to explode

Marked moments

Memories

Fantasies

Left in

Reality

As we look at clandestinely

The current

Relation

Relationship

Title

Non-title

Embalm

From the chocolatezeus collection  10/20/17  ©

Poetry: To Dance with Evil in the Void of Life

To Dance with Evil in the Void of Life

That defining moment

When I pulled you into my arms

Gripped your juicy ass in my hands

Held you close

We danced

To a rhythm and beat

Solely created by our souls

Sonnets procured from

Love, lust, desire and caring

Completely oblivious to all else

Bold

Professed need for you

On levels of marriage, inner sanctum

Type of permanent hold

The prognostication

Of your

Love, caring and ability

I hold

As I looked into those

Soul stirring eyes

Lost in that deliciously divine smile

I held you close

Until the big reveal

The point where everything was sold

At that moment

When darkness turned to transparency

Now there is only

The dance

Marvel’s What ifs

That are left to hold

When you dance with evil in the void of light

Within the darkness or the light

Something takes

Hold

From the chocolatezeus collection  10/20/17  ©

So you said solo poly...ok

If you don't know what solo poly is then here is an article from Psychology Today for a reference point.


solo poly



This has been brought up by little one and mvp. We have our disagreements about my position on it but there are always disagreements on my position.


Autonomy

This is one of the big issues for those that claim they are solo poly. They cant do what they want, how they want or with who they want. And relationships dont allow them to be able to be that way. Well a relationship involves others, which you are supposed to have vested interest and action with. But what they seem to be able to or are unable to grasp is that whether you are married, in a relation, or a relationship you can actually have autonomy. Is it the autonomy to disregard, deny and set aside who you are supposed to be with? No.

My wife and I had autonomy. And wow! We were happily married. Perish the thought. We enjoyed doing things together and not together. And wait for it....with other people also. Oh shit!


Equal and Equality

Their relationships all have to be equal. No one is more special or has more meaning than anyone else. Well that works for those that their worth is designed that way but for me I am not of that mindset. They say that each on is special in their own way. And I agree and treat females the same way. But when you use an assembly line mentality then you get assembly line quality.

The importance of making sure everyone is equal can cause emotional and mental distress, depression and more. To make them feel like they are being forced to be monogamous.


Distance

Here is where the sparks have flown. Because I have said that solo poly people need to maintain a certain distance from individuals to maintain their equality and autonomy needs in being solo poly.  This is where the attitudes and things have flared up.

so·lo

ˈsōlō/

noun

1. 1.

   a thing done by one person unaccompanied, in particular.

So based on this definition of the word solo you are doing things on your own and unaccompanied.  This would be the distance involved. Unaccompanied. By yourself. Means there is a distance between you and others. 

So why the outrage when I say that they need to maintain a distance from others to make them and keep them happy and comfortable?  It is right there in the name of what they are doing as well as the action. 

it doesn't mean that they are not going to care for or like whoever they have relations with. It means that in order for them to be with the there has to be a certain distance maintained with the equality so that they are in their right spot for themselves.

Overview

I deal with solo poly because that is their thing. it is not for me. i don't have some negative outlook on it other than it is not my plan. My experience has been what it has been. So I support their choice in this solo poly thing and compartmentalize things so they are good to go. When it is time to deploy relationship things they are deployed until the time limit expires for that time and they are recalled so that solo poly is felt, maintained and they can enjoy it. 

Riding the Lightning Bolt

On the way back from MD and so much has gone down that I am not sure what really hasn't happened basically. 

Fucking parental unit shit just got even worst. Don't know why they are showing up this week or traveling. But that just means they are here to fuck up even more stuff. More disasters to come this week concerning them. 

Discussions about happiness, relations and me have been had. Being told that I am unhappy about my dating relationship and I should talk about it and make a decision on it. I have made some decisions about it. I have had to make decisions about both of them and new things. Reality has set in that things are what they are. I am going to discuss what is going on currently and get their input about the future or not and what that looks like. The program has evolved into this monster and now it is time to unleash it.

I saw a lot of things this weekend. Many of it was ridiculous and crazy. Some was pure service and joy of watching a submissive or slave serving others as well as their Master or Dominant. That right there is beautiful. When there is that understanding of place and actions without the posturing, being forced or the facade. That requires those involved to be willing to take it to that place though. 

First co topping happened. The tennis balls of doom were put to use on tits, ass and back with effectiveness. Education had to be put into session when she called red though and I did what I always do if that is called. Things stop and will not continue. But after everyone in the room discussed with her that she shouldn't have called red if she wanted to change something or if it was too much for her. They all then had to convince me to start the scene again. She was left orgasming all over and me having to hold her up to keep from injuring herself during her orgasms.

This will be one of the last trips that i take unless I have one of mine with me. Which is impossible and improbable with their schedules, others and boyfriends and all.

I saw once again that females want and expect someone to chase them around to get attention. I also got the ultimate reveal in flakiness happen in a number of individuals. So flaky bust have been the subject matter at an estrogen meeting recently. 

I got to enjoy the conversations with the Sirs and their property. And thought about being at events with my property in the future.  But man, we get together and spit knowledge or just laugh and enjoy. 

The kraken experience continues as it was requested and it was put into effect. My best line was when big titties KC said "mmm that makes my pussy tingle." I was more than ready then! And Sir's slave talking about her tongue is on fire and calling it Devil''s Spit. lmao

Amid the boredom, flakiness, horniness and all I had a chance to meet some folk and interact which was great. 

Well make the most of your monday, wee and all. 

I will be over here losing my mind up in here, up in here!