For [A Select Few] Males Raised with Lots of Sisters


For [A Select Few] Males Raised with Lots of Sisters

Kindly pass this message to Them at your next holiday dinner:

•Which one of you idiots graduated this moron?
•You useless twit. What were you THINKING?!
•Did you use any objective testing criteria?
•Sigh.. I knew you didn’t. That’s Eighteen Shades of Obvious.
•Well, Thanks for Nobody and his giant mound of Nothing… just what we all needed…Another ASSHOLE!!

SINKING

SINKING

I’ve been chased to the brinks,
Forced to jump-crash-and-sink
Into the spiraling vortex of Insanity,
Driven to the Edge by the endless, bottomless, ceaseless, filthy, nipping, gnashing, unappeasable, pursuing
Dregs of humanity.
Mayday. Dependence Day.
Help Me.
If not today,
Then soon.

Enneagram 4 Personality

4s tend to be creative people. Honestly, who can create ANYTHING if not aware we ALL leak little drops of Soul in our wake?

And I feel more whole knowing my soul leaks out than I EVER did when I actually thought I was already whole & complete.

I was insufferable then; at least I’m tolerable now.

Shine on me


Shine on me

Shine on me
Showcase me
Embrace me
Encase me
Risk your life to save me
Envelop me
Face-to-face me
Fix your gaze on me
Examine me
Taste every bite of me
Skin-on-skin with me
Lay waste to me
Disparagingly disgrace me
Inflame me
Incinerate me to ash
Hide the Remainder
To wear in a vial in your pocket later.

Enmesh me until you
Outer-erase me.
Eat the flesh on me.
Don’t stop until
You’re completely full,
And wanting more.
If you’re hungry
Or thirsty,
I’m always
Here for You.
Always.

2 X 2: ARK GUEST LIST

I LOVE THIS LIST I COMPILED IN 2017 ENOUGH TO SHARE IT

Lupine (wolf-like)
Canine (dog-like)
Feline (cat-like)
Porcine (pig-like)
Ovine (sheep-like)
Taurine (bull-like)
Limacine (slug-like)
Piscine
Elephantine
Equine
Muscine, Murine (mouse-like)
Serpentine
Aquiline (of or like an eagle)
Bovine (cow-like)
Vulpine (foxlike)
Leporine (rabbit- or hare-like)
Cervine (deer-like; moose, elk)
Avine (birdlike, but rare; Avian)
Squalene (like a shark; big fish)
Tigrine (tiger)
Delphine (dolphin-like)
Cameline
Ursine (bear-like)

SEX INVESTIGATION: MOTIVES

SEX INVESTIGATION: MOTIVES

I’m definitely not an objective expert on matters of Human Sexuality, but my numerous years of being a Human myself have led me to a few observations.

Maybe I’ll address them in future posts, but I’ll confine this to the One Screaming Loudest:

I’ve discovered RECENTLY that many people seek sex for RELIEF rather than for JOY. I’ll gladly stipulate to “belatedly” on all counts of Said Observation, but it doesn’t alter its actuality, factuality, or potential falsity.

Perhaps the Truth of the Matter is blown out of perspective by first-person spectating, but I STILL don’t believe Those In Search of Sextasy can find it with people whose sole pursuit is Relief (though Relievers usually aren’t so picky).

I think two people have to at least be open to the opportunity of JOY for there to be any chance of finding any made mutually. The good news is: Once Joy is secured, Relief is easily obtained.

If this seems like Obvious Logic, trust me, there’s nothing obvious about social mores today!

I don’t know when collective standards changed, but they most certainly and drastically have! I can’t even tell you what they’ve changed INTO, and in the absence of external input, the same goes for the Accepted WHY. In fact, things are SO GRAY out there, I’M LOST!! I need help!! I’m begging for it!

Please know I’m NOT saying ALL Change is Bad. How could Change EVER be bad??!! Change-for-higher-purposes is one of humanity’s greatest virtues.

I’m just asking for a copy of The Rules.

Love & Marriage, in Terms I Can Understand

I joke about my many marriages, but the fact is I’ve only been married twice and divorced twice. You’d be surprised: some peoples’ ratios aren’t balanced.

The aberrations are the “never-married-but-legally-divorced” folks (who have fractional ratios), and the polygamists (whose ratio is multiple).

Anyway, it’s highly ironic that my highly-civilized, highly-respectable mother has been married considerably more times than I have and would only consider sharing her secret number with a potential marriage partner – but I have no doubt she’d be honest about it. She’s VERY nice. Nice people are divorced, too.

So I don’t know why she finds it appalling when I bring up her prior marriages – even to my own father, who she married when they were both 19.

Maybe the reason I feel like I’ve been married and divorced so many times is because I have? Probably also why I think about marriage in mathematical terms.

I’m sure it’s all compounded because, as a childless person, I haven’t had the opportunity to rewrite history by living vicariously through my children.

The worst part is that I feel there’s NOTHING I can’t do to convert this Giant Heap of Pain into ANYTHING to prevent MY Fate from becoming the DEFAULT Adult Fate. And what almost kills me is that I can’t do anything to prevent it from becoming the Default CHILD Fate, either.

OUTRAGEOUS PROBABILITY


OUTRAGEOUS PROBABILITY

I think the MOST Outrageous People are the outrageous people who aren’t INTENDING to be outrageous.

Outrage & Intention apparently are mathematically proportional, if not directly or inversely, then in varied non-standard deviations

FUNKY: Ingress & Egress

FUNKY: Ingress & Egress

Yesterday I spent two hours soaking in the bathtub.

Today, I put on eyeshadow and clean clothing, left the house and got in the car, only to drive all the way across town to get my hair cut, colored, and styled. Then, I crossed back over onto MY side of town and got my nails done, both upper and lower, each in a differing shade of
glittering pink.

I capped off the experience by ordering a flimsy summer dress from Amazon, hopefully in one of said cornucopious shades of HOT PINK (if you know your pinks, you know the TEMPERATURE counts).

Anyway, I wondered if maybe I was coming out of my funk, literally and figuratively. And then I thought: no, if we’re going literal, I’m too Super-Freak to EVER come out of my funk!

Signed,
Your Little PONY

ADVERBS IN MY FUTURE

I’m dating myself, but as soon as I titled this post, I went to YouTube to find the Schoolhouse Rock song it triggered in my memory (along with lots of great other informative ditties I still remember!)

ADVERBS IN MY FUTURE

I have a huge change on my horizon that, frankly, I’ve been postponing.

I know the WHEN and the WHY for it; I haven’t figured out the WHAT OF (different from the WHY) or the WHERE.

I figure the HOW will clarify itself itself once THEN is NOW or SOON.

If it grows into Worry, what’s the point? NOW will arrive and quickly turn into BEFORE, so I don’t want to waste too much NOW stressing about THEN.

The difference between narcissism and empathy


The difference between narcissism and empathy

The narcissist harbors antipathy and refuses to Allow others in line during traffic, rationalizing “if I’ve waited this long, then you’ll wait this long, too.”

An empath, relating to being in the same situation themselves, let’s see you in graciously.

I take both Paths equally. It depends how late I am.

METAPHORIA


METAPHORIA

I thought about creating a post ‘tag’ called METAPHOR, but then I realized it would be so superfluous, I would only be able to use it when I was actually writing about the USE of metaphor, literally.

Poems and Stories should come pre-formatted with a black-box “Metaphoric” advisory.

WHEN WAS IT?


WHEN WAS IT?

If I knew there’d come a Day I’d need a Pretty Face to have a Voice, I would have spoken up sooner!

*Let’s call this Reason #632 Why I enjoy basking in the flattering glow of a Snapchat filter.

INTENDED AUDIENCE


INTENDED AUDIENCE

I tag “writing” and “writers” on most of my posts, but I don’t write FOR writers.

I merely write to show off for a hopefully well-read, well-explored, literate audience.

The most self indulgent activity


The most self-indulgent activity

It’s surely writing;
You spend half your time focused on your thought process and the other half processing the varied ways to communicate your thoughts.

Either way, you can’t get out of your head.

P.S. How does any writer find the mental energy to be an extrovert? At least full-time?

ARCHETYPAL: Loathing in Humanity

I wrote a more traditional poem called “For Gabby in April or May.

ARCHETYPAL FOR A REASON

In the Stark Realities witnessed when visiting The True Crime Cybercommunity, the case of Gabby Petito hits Home for many people.

In addition to literally occurring in real time, virtually in front of our eyes, it also represents everything the Average Homo Sapien collectively loathes in our species:

A Friendly Foe
Deliberately Inflicting Pain
On Someone Weaker.

The Betrayed Party was
Overpowered by the Trusted Party
When Defenseless Against Attack;
Armed-Robbing Innocence of
Its Most Fundamental Right,
The Inviolable Right to Life,
Extinguishing her Flame
During her Prime;
Denying future Rites of Passage,
Snuffing Them Out
And attempting to defame the Public
By claiming There Was No Fire even while it was still smoking,
Through Post-Accessory Deception and
Attempts to conceal the ashes of
The Sadistic Crimes of Violence
Through Incestral Collusion
With the Family Lawyer.

Forgive me if I hope the Laundrie family burns in hell.

At least until they’re HIGHLY toasty.

Even then I don’t think they’d be decent for s’mores during that family camping trip where they Hatched their Plans to take Family Secrets to the grave.

WEDNESDAY WRITING WREFLECTIONS

If you’re advocating I ditch my entire wardrobe in favor of a BRAND NEW WARDROBE, I won’t require much convincing. Shall we charge your credit card?

THE NUANCE OF A GOOD OUTFIT
SHOULD I LEAVE THE HOUSE SOUNDING RIDICULOUS
LOOKING NAIVE IS THE LOOK I SHALL CONCLUDE WITH