Love. War. Long odds.
Off to a good, old-fashioned Hollywood orgy. I mean masquerade party. Los Angeles, CA. March 2013.
Off to a good, old-fashioned Hollywood orgy. I mean masquerade party. Los Angeles, CA. March 2013.
In this house, there will be order. Despite what certain misleading literary trilogies would have you believe on the matter, the cornerstone of a solid D/s* relationship is faith in and through obedience.
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In honor of all that is free-flowing and holy on this most auspicious, post-declaration-of-war Labor Day, I wanted to share some editorial brilliance. It arrives in the form of a quote from Hunter S. Thompson, a song about denial, and an article by David Graeber for Strike! Magazine about why so many people secretly fucking hate their jobs.
I'm writing my experience with practice (ritual) in daily life (like i said i would). More specifically, I'm writing about developing my practice after opting out on the debt cycle (think about it) (don't think about it):
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on a corner in roxbury, he was talking my ear off.
something about tv and racism and a child dancing in latex underwear.
the conversation was undressing me.
when my momentary savior arrives,
she is in the form of a woman staggering up to ask if we had any weed.
she says excuse me and he turns to me
with those big eyes that say, i am getting in my sandcastle
shut the fuck up about the tide. ok.
I was kneeling on a brick sidewalk. I was covered in tea.
"Open your eyes. Stand up."
Nope. Not happening.
"This is taking. for. ever."
My vision flickered on and I caught a snapshot of onlookers. I felt energy move through my core like I was inside of a wave. My body listed downward, onto the ground.
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