"There is love. There is life. There is no love of your life"

"There is no 'us'. You exist. I exist. 'Us' does not exist"

Words may seem cruel. But the hormones and the system that breeds unfulfillable illusions in the heads of women everywhere are far crueler.

Eleanor of Aquitaine must have hated her congeners with an unquenchable fury, in order to have invented...
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mania:
Sad, but true. 

I just won't do "relationships" any more.

Because I fly
I laugh more than other men
I look up and see more than they,
I know how the clouds feel,
What it's like to have the blue in my lap,
to look down on birds,
to feel freedom in a thing called the stick…

who but I can slice between God's billowed legs,
and feel then laugh and crash with...
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freyahz:
Great
miiel:
❤️❤️❤️👌

Dates, romance, relationships, on the other hand…

My experience with real dating is short and very disappointing; I can’t say I dated before October 2015, and not a lot since then, mainly because the whole exercise is so disagreeable to someone like me who is looking for a good time, literally and not as a euphemism.

Relationships before had to wait until the lady...
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I have now realized why I don’t like the whole construct of dating, romance, love, relationships, etc.

(Well, apart from the entitlement, the treatment of the other person like property, the irrational and wholly unfulfillable expectations)

The simple reason is… there is so much arbitrariness in it! So much falsehood and pretense!

Right after my last date (and it will be the last, ever...
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8treasurez:
Well, the system teaches us to view sex as a medium of exchange and an instrument of power, and many people find it hard to decouple sex from its systemic meaning and handle it as another expression of affection towards a friend...
8treasurez:
And, yes, being sincere and straightforward would make things much easier for some of us... but it would deprive the conventionals of their cherished complications, and they are a much larger bunch =D 

Well, I finally discovered WHY exactly I am so bad at dating and, generally, love/romance/hookups.

I default to safe. Or, in engineering terms, fail safe.

What this means, generally, is not that I always look for the safe alternative; it means that when I cannot calculate a risk, I return to the safest course of action, which is, normally, to do nothing, or...
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Things keep happening that make me think ... somehow I have been living in a strange, totally surrealistic peyote dream since 2008. Ever since I abandoned the conventional relationship track (aka got divorced), things just happen in a completely weird cascade of crazy.

The latest thing my life has given me the chance of (re)living is a twisted, totally unsought, totally out there take on...
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avrora:
It is not easy, but I hope you can save best you had from this, and save the experience. I never had a long distance relationships because I think it is just impossible. But reading your words make me feel what you feel, i think
8treasurez:
This was the first, and it will be the last. It was not an experience I want to repeat... the whole thing has me very confused, it's the only area in my life that hasn't moved forward or had any improvement in decades and I've run out of ideas about what to do

Following @camy 's excellent little Fragebogen...

📏height: 6 ft - 183 cm

⏳age: Paleozoic =D (45)

👀 eye color: Hm. Sometimes blue, sometimes green, sometimes gray. Depends on what I wear.

♒️ sign: Born on 4 Ixcuintli, under the lordship of Mictlantecutli, the Lord of the Dead. Cem Anáhuac, Tenochca Tlalpan!

💁 hair color: Not much when it's cut to a mere buzz

🎲 favorite thing: Flying ^_^

🎨 favorite...
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nebula:
Thank you for sharing :)
sleuth:
Amon Amarth is the shit! ☺ 

Ever had the opposite of a nightmare? A dream so vivid, in which you feel so good, that you wish it would never end?

A dream from which you awaken with the feeling of her skin on your lips, and the sound of her voice still ringing in your ears...

Damn cold winter. Damn oxytocin. Damn my fertile imagination.