Journey to the center of Hell

Let's start with a huge woosah!  Because the parental units daughter is something else. I can't help but smh and say she is ditzy.  Failed to tell me about her stopping in atl on the way to bama as well as on the way back. So I have to find accommodations last second.

The pain is something else. And seems to be building.  Ugh! And it will only get worse when I get around thr parental units. But have to do something before things get worst.

I need an HQ intervention.  Missing her little ass. An atidote to this mess most delicious and thoroughly.

And to top it off the parental unit's daughter's driving doesn't inspire comfort and relaxation. Like...at all!

Choices: Slaves, Subs and Others

Once I make a choice after thinking it to death. (lol) I go full throttle ahead until it shows that it was a mistake or the other party involved changes on me. That is just the way Zeus operates!

I have to say that the choices that I have made in the last 7 years have been 33 percent in good standing. I have made my mistakes in choices by not sticking to my picky standards and letting females have a chance in the equation.

But when I pick them and get that vibe, feeling and connect. Then it is on like popcorn.  Well, at least once we do battle for a while and come together as a fighting unit. I do pick some tom boy, feminist, high intelligent super freaks!  And honestly, I am very happy with my 33 percent of the best of the best. They bring me peace, excitement, unforgettable moments and memories.

The slave column.  I am batting absolute zero on this. From one that is off in lala land and I think her brain is broken. To the one that was under consideration and ...  Hey wait a minute that one's brain was broken as well. Is this some kind of trend? lol  I doubt it but the stats on this show that it is.

And the Sub predicament.  One golden goose that works and has minimal issues when it comes down to it. Even though there is an aspect of perplexity.  Then there was the one that I spoke to and attempted to educate to even decide if she was worth vetting. Only to turn around and say she is with a Dom one day after asking about her educational assignment. Plus the one that has a dynamic but kept the hinting that we could work it all out and she was showing hella interest. Oh, and I have been informed that I missed some others as well since I don't mind read or interpret hints that well. To be honest NOT AT ALL!

I always say, "step up to speak and say what you want and mean."

This journey has been interesting to say the least. Enlightening most definitely.

Complex Simplicity is what I want and need.

Simple design and destiny.

Boston Creams and Southern Cheesecakes

I have to say that things are positive. Which is saying a lot considering the parental units, life and all factors going on. Oh and my brain doing most of the damage with all the thinking.

But there are some things that make it worthwhile and give way to things to look forward to.

I look forward to this trip to Amsterdam. Hell I am looking forward to the trips planned Period! I see that they will be fun, exciting and very memorable. A lot of new things mixed in with some remember the time moments as well. Like Madurodam. lol

I am going to continue my first Shibaricon next month. I am looking forward to being in awe of the rope work of masters along with learning and applying. I need practice bad. Especially with someone else involved. lol

The birthday weekend will be fun I am sure. Along with laid back, relaxing and intoxicating. Plus the weekend before that will be an adventure as well.

So amid the Hell there are sweet times filled with boston creams and whipped cream topped cheesecakes. And I am very, very glad of that.

Because things with the parental units become increasingly more challenging.

Till the next episode...enjoy your just desserts!

Life, Times and Dominant

As I hold my head. The throbbing remains from the parental units and everything else.  Whew, I need that break!

I was revisiting rope ties. And was reminded of the rope class the week before I attended to downtown. (Yes, it shocked me I went down there as well. But it shows my interest in rope)  Now, I am not comfortable or flexible to be tying myself up and most everyone was partnered up. But I did get my learn on. Plus there were two sexy white chicks and one sexy, curvy and young black chick. So I had eye candy displayed in rope. I definitely need the practice. Just don't have a real person to practice on. Oh well, will adapt and overcome.

As I played Gears of Way 2 again, I was really enthralled with the similarities with the game and life. How you overcome tragedy after tragedy. Clean up other's messes and try to stay sane while fighting every enemy that is known or unknown and seen or not seen.

After talking to Big T and texts with my god daughter. I miss the kids. Always different and interesting. But with energy and a different look on life.  Hell, it is still hard to believe at times my god daughter is in high school. thankfully she is pretty and intelligent. Which thankfully separates her from her womb donor.

My adventures as a Dom continue to grow as I learn. I am comfortable with where I am in terms of education and the things that I want.  I will continue to grow and experience. Only time will tell whether it will only be play experiences or more than that.   But, I am thankful for those Doms and Masters that I have met and have shared information, as well as experiences. It has allowed me to understand, analyze and dissect things. Then put my perspective into place more effectively.

Moving forward is key and not always simple but it is happening. And of course I am severely dissapointed Black Beat won't occur this year at all. I was looking forward to attending again and some great classes. At least I got the experience last year.

And the experiences with the so called slave types have definitely shown me who and what to avoid.


Well, let us continue this lifetime Marvel comics edition of....

Journey Into Mystery!!

CurrentlyCausality

Timing

Moments

Realization


*all that need to be said*

Spoken Word: Only For The Moment

Only For The Moment

Lost in the flow

Ebbing

Blown away by

Feeling

Desire

Destiny

Cold hard truth

Reality

There may be

Nothing

Absolutely nothing

After this moment

Things could cease to exist

Only to be left

Blue with

Memories

The flames burn

So brightly

When fed constantly

Fueled with destiny

But change comes

Is available

Looming like the

World trade

I smile

Smirk

Remembering the

Good times and things

While prepared

Waiting for the crimson remnants

Of change

Moments

Moments are

Fleeting

From the chocolatezeus collection  3/26/15  ©

Spoken Word: Blank

standing in the torrential absence
encased in a decadent void
beholden to limbo

reach
reach
retracting
realization of what
is happening

tell me
show me
never mind
life is a blind fold

reaching into the cauldron
burning each cell
encapsulated
branded

everything is changed
purified by flames

melted
branded

marks remain
blueprint made

embossed trophy
forever displayed

It Is Not That Hard To Believe

As usual females make me question their available brain usage.

Chick asks me if I have kids. I answer no. She then is all shocked. Asks that dumb question, "are you sure?"  Yes monkey bitch I am sure I have no kids.

Just because I am a black man doesn't mean I have to have kids.

I can't help it the black chicks killed them all.

I need to get paid for each time they do this!

Sexy Chocolate: Chocolate Pi

Dedicated to that Sexy Chocolate. Always something else. Always unique.

Chocolate Pi

Dark, sweet chocolate

Mahogany divine

Wrapped up in a delicious

Curvy

Mouth watering

Enchantment

Licking lips

Mind and eyes open wide

Sensual seductress

Intellectual prowess

With that weird mesh

That has made her

The finest wine

Sweet creamy goodness

Leaving me craving

Needing another

Sexy Chocolate

Fix

Awarded with

Excellence

Fan favorite

MVP of relevance

A deep treasure chest

As she continues to be

An original

Periodic element

Now I can smile

As I can fully understand

The best meaning and relation of

Pi

From the chocolatezeus collection  3/22/15  ©

The Key To Being Anti Social

I have always been the one man band. Even the one man army plenty of times.

From growing up I stayed to myself when I wasn't counselling the girls or staying locked up in the house by the parental units. They tried to shelter me. It only allowed me to be a lot less social than everyone else. And social skills were in remedial.

Even back then I stood out. Even though it was a quiet protest back then versus an obvious and confrontational protest now. Things changed but reality remained the same.

Don't get me wrong. If I am comfortable with you then I will talk. Just like the sessions at the cigar shop, where we talk about anything and everything. But, I just don't seek people out to talk to. I don't have the "gift of gab" as they call it. So talking symbolizes that I at least accept you as a being.

These days, I choose my moments of communication seriously. Conversing when it is of interest or the person is interesting.

The formula is not perfect but it works for me. Letting me continue on my way, while lessening obstructions.

That's right, I was never the party animal. Or the one that talked to and knew everyone. Not even one of those popular people.

I have always been the Quiet Storm that stood out among the background, no matter what.

Black or White

I am just that simple. I know people want to say wait there is a grey area. But for me that is pretty much a no man's land.  Of course this contributes to my Capt Caveman ways I am sure for others.

I use to fight with and against others about growing, coming closer and moving forward in relationships. Because relationships are very important to me. In fact their importance has grown to the point where I am extremely picky and protective about them now.

My automatic response to a relationship is be direct and discuss, find out and ask what is going on and all aspects of our interaction.  I have been told that makes me the scary man with the boom drop voice projection that they don't want to open up to.

In the same token I feel that members of a relationship that we either push forward or dissolve.  And that is made on me making a decision and evaluating the cost effectiveness of the relationship at hand.

As it is said: I will lose interest once the other member of the relationship is no longer invested as much as I am in the relationship. And after I express my displeasure with the other person. I merely ex communicate them.

Like currently I have stepped back from once deep relationships because of lack of interest in having a relationship on their part. I have no desire to put forth effort after effort for absolutely nothing at all.

Black or white.
It keeps things simple and organized.
Unfortunately the humans really don't like or understand it much.

oh well!

Here In Svartalfheim

Peering through the mists I see the humans and their existence. Each twirling in smokes screens of their own making.

I feel like the 101st surrounded at Bastogne. The difference is armor is not coming.

Another one of my evaluation and time for action moments.

Thoughts of do you really continue to hold on to those people and things that seem to fight the future and remain an issue?  Life and time have their own twists and turns. Leaving results to deal with.

The older I get. The more that defining line in the sand shortens. Becoming increasingly closer and closer to me. Tolerance constantly deleted. The vale being left a field of corpses.


I turn looking at from where I came. Looking forward to see what may be left. Each moment lived to the fullest while tactically open involvement.

Question in this is:  Will I merely become even more severely detached?

We shall see.
We shall see.

Fake Swingers, BDSM and People

I have run into fraudulent people all my life. But since the cabin trip and beach trip last year I have really seen just how far it will go.

People who spout about how everyone is a family and using the "I love you" phrase are so sickening. I watched as they did that and then were using the same people they said that to. All I am sure with a smile on their face. Such a attrocious act of silliness.

In these lifestyles and life all you have is who and what you are. Your representation. And of course it can be real, unknown or false do to representation and observation. But when your actions show the true you then there really is nothing to be said. And this is where I saw this mess.

If you are going to swing or be in BDSM. Let it be because you want to enjoy a group of like minded people. Not some formed clique and cash cow. Be friendly and accepting. There is so much wrong judgement it is silly. Just because you don't like this or that. You don't agree with something. Doesn't make you the law or barometer to inflict it on others. Unless you are a dictator. Then you can do what you want until your run is over.

Each twisted individual brings about a negative connotation and experience that wasn't necessary if those that caused it just were themselves and didn't need to spread what they thought others should do, enjoy and like upon others. If you are some twisted up switch lesbian, dom or whatever then be that. Just don't try to lead others to join your madness.

As I have sat back. Watched and listened to people. I merely realized that there were more people that I needed to distance and cut off from myself.

So if you want to truly hang out and have fun then DO IT!
If you want people to be close and so called family then Do It and act accordingly!

People need to step up to the plate and do instead of all this talking for nothing at all.  I am just annoyed and tired of this mess. And it is the so called people that are supposed to be close to you that are the biggest culprits.