My Absence
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Posted:Sep 22, 2007 6:59 am
Last Updated:Sep 22, 2007 9:27 am
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I have been absent for a few weeks now, and I apologize. However, I have been super freaking busy.
To help you all understand, I am a very spiritual UU, Buddhist, Pagan, Gnostic, yet Atheist leaning Agnostic, Taoist, Secular Humanist. Very confusing, I know, but I combine a lot of things, as well as my own discoveries into my spirituality.
I have been very busy with my congregation, a subgroup within the congregation, and with trying to protect freedom of expression, thought, and conscience as a spokesperson for another group. Finally, this week has been especially hard because my mother passed away 10 years ago on September 17th, and my 's mother took her own life one year ago on September 19th. I am not looking for sympathy, I am just explaining why I have been so busy.
I miss my friends, but I am sure that my real friends will understand.
Blessings to you all.
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Horror Stories
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Posted:Aug 17, 2007 5:31 pm
Last Updated:Aug 23, 2007 4:07 pm
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Any of us who have physically met someone that we initially met on the Internet or on a blind date has a horror story.
As examples: I have one female friend who met a guy some years ago that turned out to be a racist, and he was pissed at her because she wasn’t a racist. HUH?! I know of another woman who met a guy at a restaurant, and when she showed up, he had condoms sitting on the table. Just a bit crude and presumptuous, I would say.
I read a blog post on Myspace about another woman’s experiences. One guy pretended to be a member of a band from out of town to try to get “fans” to buy his drinks when they were out on a date. Another guy, who she had been chatting with for quite some time, couldn’t say enough about her high heels and feet. Ultimately, he made some crude comment about wanting to place a part of his male anatomy between her toes. Finally, some other guy did something else stupidly inappropriate.
Disclaimer: My following experiences are not about anyone that is on here.
Many years ago, when AOL charged by the hour or minute, or whatever, I met this woman from D.C. in a chat room. We chatted for a few days and ultimately exchanged pictures. She sent me this picture of this incredible looking woman. It was really her. But, as I discovered after driving all the way to DC and reserved a hotel room for a week's vacation, it was clearly an air-brushed Glamour Shot with strategic use of lighting. I am not that shallow, but she was atrocious, and very misleading.
I met another some years ago on Yahoo Personals. We got along great but she didn't have a picture. Back then, I was still a bit naive. She explained to me somewhat what she looked like, but she didn't provide me with all of the pertinent details; and, she really wasn't that unattractive. However, she had an odor about her that I just couldn't justify. I don't know if it was coming from down there or what, and I didn't want to find out. WOOOOO! We ended up as friends, and we still correspond periodically. But, that smell. Holt Moly!
What did I do? I played the diplomat. I just can't bring it up in myself to be mean. I am not dishonest, I am just diplomatic about it. Yes, I told the first one that I felt mislead, but I was polite. However, I did not tell the second one about her body odor problem. She was and is a good person, so I didn't have the heart to tell her. We simply left it as a friendship.
Such incidents when they occur put us all in a spot. Sometimes, we are forced to become or do something that we don't want to be or do, such as mean or tell lies. Or, they just make us extremely uncomfortable when all we are trying to do is relax in our own way and have a good time. When they become something other than we hoped or expected, they become horror stories.
I am interested in hearing about other online dating horror stories, and how you handled them, if you don't mind sharing, of course.
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Scanning Profiles & Thanking Cheap
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Posted:Aug 15, 2007 9:30 pm
Last Updated:Aug 21, 2007 5:23 pm
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OK...I don't know about the rest of you but I am about burned out on scanning profiles. It is sometimes hard to tell who is fake and who is for real. It is very difficult to tell who is honest and sincere and who is just plain full of crap. Then, as I have mentioned before, there are so many profiles that just emanate negative energy, and those that think their shit don't stink. I don't know about the rest of you, but I don't tolerate those types of people.
Ya know, I am not here to just screw whoever. I am not here to play games with people. I am here to make some honest to goodness friends and whatever happens, happens. If nothing sexual happened, that would be cool with me as long as I made some sincere friends. I have met a few single ladies and couples that I consider friends. Those I can stay in touch with without the added expense of this thing.
However, I was so tired of just scanning profiles, in fact (because I didn't really know that there was more I could do besides blog), that I was about to just let my account run out. But then I was introduced to this great group of people. I have only been registered with this group for a day or two, but they have made me feel so welcome, and they seem to be a very friendly and sincere bunch of people. Hell, I am already going to my first meet and greet this weekend.
Thanks Cheap.
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Sleepless Imagination
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Posted:Aug 14, 2007 12:00 am
Last Updated:Aug 16, 2007 4:58 pm
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She looks so beautiful under me. Her lovely face is filled with sensual passion. Her lips tremble, releasing unintelligible yet meaningful sputters. I am thrusting within her, and her passion consumes me, and mine consumes her. Her hands placed tightly upon my tight, little ass helping me penetrate. We are making passionate, lustful love.
She looks familiar. We just virtually met only moments ago. How could this be?
I wake up! It was only a dream. But, a damn good one.
I look at the clock and it was 1:30am, and although groggy and with these erotic images in my head, I can tell that I am awake and not getting back to sleep for awhile. So, I decided to get up and share.
Does this happen to anyone else?
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About Me
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Posted:Aug 8, 2007 5:04 am
Last Updated:Aug 16, 2007 4:58 pm
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There is a lot more to me than meets the eye. I am sure that is true for most of us, but I want to share a bit more about moi.
I’m a reader, watcher, observer, researcher, thinker, analyzer, skeptic, arm-chair philosopher, writer, father, dreamer, poet, musician, composer, and goof ball (my maternal grandmother used to call me a "screw-ball" which I always thought was a bit strange). I am literally a jack of many trades but a master at, well, maybe one. I'm a yes man and a no man, but I am mostly my own man; I get greater stimulation through open-minded conversation. You may think I am weird, but I consider myself normal, and especially harmless. I am an idealist and a realist. I am introverted and outgoing. I'm internal and external. I am material and spiritual. I am shy yet flirtatious. I am sensual and erotic. I am a proud liberal and a conservative. I'm a lover, not a fighter. I am easy yet complicated. I am an agnostic with atheist leanings that is looking for the existence of something greater than ourselves. I'm a full-time human being working overtime; but, who isn't? (just a rhetorical question)
I believe in honesty, integrity, peace, tolerance, love, romance, and in the inherent worth and dignity of ALL human beings. I enjoy being gentle and a gentleman. Although I am human, and thus make mistakes, I do my best to respect and treat others the way I would like to be respected and treated. But, who doesn't like good, hot, steamy, sex? (Another rhetorical question). Yet, I am not your average overly testosteroned, crotch scratching, sports obsessed, unable to deal with his feelings, control freak, alpha male. I am just me, trying to be happy for what little time I have left on this planet. At the same time, I don't take any crap from anyone. See, I told you I was complicated.
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Erotic Poem
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Posted:Aug 8, 2007 4:46 am
Last Updated:Aug 16, 2007 4:59 pm
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A friend of mine asked me to post something. I know I haven't in awhile but, since I am not the kiss and tell kind of guy, I don't know what to post until something strikes me, and nothing has stricken me in awhile. So, I decided to post an erotic poem that I wrote about a year ago.
Sea of Lust
Their eyes connect from across the pond.
Their minds tether becoming one.
Quivering seeds of passion arise.
Startled wings of seagulls' feathers rain.
The Tao is open.
She softly opens her blouse to his gazing touch.
Mauve wings of sensual lust.
Her deep breath protrudes her inviting breasts.
She releases her breath submitting to the moment.
Her soft, silky skin glistens in the moon light,
Light that reflects from the ocean's waves.
Glittering light beams upon her shoulder,
A source of warmth upon the nape of her neck.
The sweet, gentle breeze excites her nipples,
They beg to lustly feed.
He accepts, he provides.
His masculine, sculptured hands upon her curving hips,
Lifts her slightly as she submits.
Their shirtless torsos come together with magnetic polarity.
His lips soft and moist,
His tongue flickers bringing her sensuous joy.
Her hands lovingly brush the flexing strength of his shoulder blades,
His hands grasp and massage her derrière,
He intentionally breathes warm air upon her neck.
How did he know?
She doesn't really care,
She just accepts.
She inhales deeply with a sensuous moan,
She presses her hardened breasts against his stiff chest.
Nipples twinge tickled by his soft fur.
Golden brown, baked to perfection.
His eyes piercing blue of the bedroom type,
Hers a beautiful misty green.
Tantric enlightenment between two kindred souls
Both full of emptiness joined together
Lacking structure but creating sculpture
Magical unison movements galore.
She whispers:
"I love the way your hands feel on my ass,
Gyrating me to become yours.
I am yours, and I always will be;
This magical moment will always belong to us."
She kisses his chest.
She kisses his abs.
She kisses his thighs.
She takes him.
He moans with a Godly tone:
"Oh sweet lady of my dreams,
With her sensuous lips upon me,
I am yours, and I always will be;
This magical moment will always belong to us."
Stiffened manhood, throbbing from within
A stream of moist lust leading from her lips
He lifts and carries her to their dream,
Their place of true happiness
Blue into green, and green into blue
They join, becoming one forever
No longer lost
Intense passion beyond terms made
Molding into a love that comes from within
Their hips collide
Positions change
She pants from thrusts
His breath warm upon her cheek
Waves rush from the raging sea of lust
Or is it true love beyond define
Soul mates, kindred souls, the Universe provides
Never to be seen again
A love that will last forever in their minds.
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Sexy Women
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Posted:Jun 24, 2007 2:14 pm
Last Updated:Aug 16, 2007 4:59 pm
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I attended services this morning.
"What!? But, your profile says you're Agnostic."
I attend a more liberal, free-thinking congregation.
Anyway, after church, my 13 year old and I (no, she has no clue that I am on here...this be my personal business) went to the store today as we do every Sunday. We always go to two grocery stores and, with a few minor exceptions, pretty much get the same shit, every Sunday.
I have to say that my day was full of seeing a bunch of sexy women where ever I went; at church and at the store. Oh my, my.
While at the first store, I was paying a attention to one particular woman. She was tall, long, straight blond hair, and, uh, uh, well endowed. At the second store, as soon as my and I got out of the car, there was this woman pushing her cart to her car, and I just had to turn and watch her walk. Oh my.
My finally said, "Dad, you have terrible taste in women." My 15 year old has said the same thing in the past.
What my don't understand is that beauty is really in the eye of the beholder. I have been with and like short women, tall women, petite women, and voluptuous women. I have been with, liked, and enjoyed women that are tall and thin, tall and larger, short and thin, short a chubby, and medium height and thin, chubby, or larger. Some have been considered gorgeous by everyone and some not as much. But, either way I found them sexy and we had a great time together.
The point is, I find most women sexy. There are some that may be considered smoking hot and some not as much that I don't think are sexy at all. For example, I have never liked Suzanne Summers, ever. I don't find, and I never have found, her particularly sexy at all, and, although I did see her spread in Playboy, I was not impressed with it at all. I just don't and never did find her attractive while most people do/did. But, give me Cameron Manheim or Queen Latifah, oh my. Now they are smoking hot to me.
The main things for me are how a woman carries herself (which includes cleanliness, attire, and presentation), her personality which emanates from her presentation, and the chemistry (i.e. do I feel drawn to her for whatever reason?). I couldn't care less whether society finds someone attractive or not. What's important for me is what I think.
Or course there are limits, but a pretty smile and eyes will get me almost every time. Sensuality is very important. Being comfortable in your own skin is also important to me. I like humbleness, and I don't like snotty bitches that think they are "God's gift" to men. I think my consider only the latter to be sexy, and therein lies the problem. 
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Must Have Face Pic
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Posted:Jun 18, 2007 7:28 pm
Last Updated:Aug 16, 2007 5:00 pm
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Sometimes it is called "head shot." More often than not, it is in big, bold letters, presented in a threatening manner.
"Messages without face pics will be immediately deleted."
Or, they seem to emanate the follow impression:
"If you don't have a face pic, why in the hell are you even looking at my profile you fucking idiot." This, of course, is a bit of an exaggeration, but you get the idea.
There are a variety of reasons people aren't comfortable sharing face pictures on this site or upon initial contact. Personally, I don't feel particularly obligated to explain myself.
What I find most humorous is most of these statements about requiring face pictures come from people WITH NO FACE PICTURE! Yes, I know, they are all women, and everyone thinks that women have so much power in the sex/dating realm that they can do and demand whatever they want. Bullshit. No one has that much power, and I don't give a shit who they are.
I will be more than happy to share my face picture with someone that I like, and feel like I can trust on this site, and not before. If you require a face picture, you damn well better have one of your own, or I will just pass you by. I don't give a rats ass how hot and powerful you think you are. As my profile says, I have no interest in narcissists/people who think they are all that and a bag a chips.
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Duality
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Posted:Jun 15, 2007 5:04 am
Last Updated:Aug 16, 2007 5:00 pm
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I have a shaved head and baby blue eyes (hmmm?)
I have some tattoos (hmmm? ut oh)
I smoke (ut oh)
I am 45 years old (ut oh)
I have a larger than average cock but it isn't enormous (hmmm? ut oh)
I am Caucasian (hmmm? ut oh)
I am single (hmmm? ut oh)
I don't own a Harley (ut oh)
I don't treat women like they are property (hmmm? ut oh)
I try to respect and treat people like I want to be respected and treated (hmmm? ut oh)
I have been told that I am hot, but I am not young in years and I am not hung like a (hmmm? ut oh)
hmmm? ut oh.....I don't have a chance here
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I Adore Women
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Posted:Jun 2, 2007 8:34 am
Last Updated:Aug 14, 2007 8:31 pm
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I absolutely adore women; from the soft and sensual to the "shut-up-and-just-do-me" type. With very few exceptions, I love the way they look, feel, taste, and smell. The look on their faces as they are experiencing pleasure is incredible, especially when it is I providing that pleasure. I love holding them firmly in my strong arms during passionate kisses and foreplay; sensually exploring their bodies with my hands, lips, and tongue discovering their erogenous zones. The erotic electricity that makes them quiver and moan.
My partner comes first, she always does. Her pleasure excites me. Firmly holding her hips with her legs gently over my shoulders, I kiss and lick her thighs teasing her, moistening her, before I make love to her with my face. Holding the back of my freshly shaved head, she glazes my face with a volcanic eruption. I pleased her. It is time to please her more with my throbbing manhood.
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