Today kids, we will explore the amazing and complex world of SEXUAL FETISHISM. Here is a brief list of documented sexual fetishes (is that a word?):
Abasiophilia · Amaurophilia · Amputee fetishism · Anaclitism · Andromimetophilia · Anesthesia fetishism · Aquaphilia · Autogynephilia · Biastophilia · Blood fetish · Boot fetish · Breast expansion fetish · Breast fetishism · Celebriphilia · Chronophilia · Clothed female, naked male · Clothed male, naked female · Coprophilia · Crush fetish · Dacryphilia · Diaper lover · Emetophilia · Erotic asphyxiation · Erotic lactation · Exhibitionism · Fat fetishism · Foot fetishism · Foreskin fetish · Frotteurism · Fruit fetishism · Fur fetishism · Gas mask fetishism · Glasses fetishism · Glove fetishism · Hand fetishism · Homeovestism · Human animal roleplay · Hybristophilia · Hypnofetishism · Impregnation fetish · Jacket fetishism · Jeans fetishism · Katoptronophilia · Klismaphilia · Latex and PVC fetishism · Leather fetishism · Macrophilia · Mask fetishism · Medical fetishism · Microphilia · Mysophilia · Navel fetishism · Necrophilia · Nose fetishism · Panty fetishism · Pantyhose fetishism · Paraphilic infantilism · Pedophilia · Pregnancy fetishism · Pyrophilia · Robot fetishism · Sadism and masochism · Saliromania · Schoolgirl uniform fetish · Shoe fetishism · Silk/Satin fetishism · Smoking fetishism · Sneezing fetishism · Sock fetishism · Somnophilia · Spandex fetishism · Spectrophilia · Spitting fetishism · Statuephilia · Sthenolagnia · Stocking fetishism · Stuck fetishism · Suit and tie fetishism · Teratophilia · Tickling fetishism · Tightlacing · Total enclosure fetishism · Transformation fetish · Transvestic fetishism · Trichophilia · Troilism · Uniform fetish · Urolagnia · Vorarephilia · Voyeurism · Wet and messy fetishism · Xenophily · Zoophilia
Yes, I know -- there are so many fetishes to choose from. Actually, everyone has a fetish of some sort. This is just my theory but every ex-girlfriend I've ever had in my life has demonstrated some desire to experience a specific fetish. A lot of these fetishes are harmless but a few of them make any person ask, "What the Fuck?!"
For example:
Abasiophilia: This fetish involves a strong sexual attraction to people with prosthesis or people in a wheelchair. If someone is missing a leg, someone with abasiophilia would be all over that. This doesn't necessarily mean that someone has abasiophilia simply because they are in a relationship with a disabled person -- but a person suffering from this will only seek out the disabled.
Aquaphilia: Aquaphiliacs like to do it in the water -- hot-tubs, swimming pools, oceans, lakes, streams, ponds, rivers, sounds, etc. If there is water involved, they're game!
Chronophilia: This is a fetish that causes people to want to get it on with someone a decade older or younger than he or she is. Chronophiliacs are people who, in their 20's, would date 40+ year olds. However, most men could be considered Chronophiliacs if a MILF is involved (look it up!).
Dacryphilia: Dacryphiliacs like to watch people cry. Strong emotional responses cause them to "get off."
Emetophilia: Emetopliliacs like to watch other people throw up. WTF?
Klismaphilia: The desire to or deriving pleasure from giving enemas. No, no, no! So wrong!
Spectrophilia: People who have a strong sexual attraction to ghosts and spirits. They will often sit next to an open window and fantasize about a ghost coming in and raping them or giving them oral pleasure. Again, WTF?
Somnophilia: This is someone who enjoys waking up another person using erotic caresses, fingering, licking, sucking, fucking, etc. This one is actually kind of cool. I definitely wouldn't complain.
Tuesday, February 27
Sunday, February 25
Making a Huge Change in One's Life
There are many various ways to look upon the meaning of life, but one of the best views that I have accepted as the most paramount is that life is about learning and growing. Everyone has, at one time or another, made very large mistakes. When I look at my own life, I realize that there are primarily two different kinds of mistakes.
Mistakes born out of bad habits:
These mistakes are caused by poor habits. A bad habit could encompass many different possibilities but the root of many of my own mistakes have been from habitual laziness and procrastination. The two aren't necessarily the same thing. Laziness is an attitude that one adapts when time seems eternal and that things can be put off until another day. Unfortunately, laziness breeds more laziness until one's entire lifestyle in filled with nothing but excuses for why something wasn't done earlier. Laziness is just one example of a poor habit that has caused me to make many mistakes in my life.
Mistakes from Ignorance:
If one does not honestly understand or know something and proceeds to make a mistake because of this lack of knowledge, this is a mistake caused solely by ignorance. This is the crux of what it means in life to learn from one's mistakes. I've made mistakes while in relationships with women because I was ignorant of their feelings or ignorant of my own feelings and how to interpret them. Everyone will make mistakes born out of ignorance because nobody has yet come into this life with a manual and a map that perfectly lays out all of life's little innuendos.
This brings us to the next point:
The Beautiful Road Ahead -- Changing Old Bad Habits:
The first step in changing a bad habit (or learning to adopt a good habit) is to accept that you are not perfect and have a habit of doing something that should not be done *OR* you have a habit of not doing something that should be done. The first step in making a radical change in one's life is to do the following.
1) First, clean up your surroundings. If your place is messy, clean it up and organize things. This sets the tone for your mind to get into a more organized and stream-lined mode of thinking. Excess clutter around you does not help in allowing you to easily sort out your feelings. It also adds a small level of stress that generally goes unnoticed.
2) Sit down at your favorite table, desk, etc. with a pad of paper and a pencil. Make a list of all the things that you have been putting off and need to get done as soon as possible. Focus your thoughts on the future and organize them into a coherent stream so that things get done.
3) Do step 2 each day for 30 days. Every night (or in the morning), give yourself 15-20 minutes of "me time" and make this a habit. List things that you need to accomplish. Sort out your feelings from the previous day and move on from things that you can not control.
Everyone has their own unique style to living and their own habits, but I believe that some habits should be universal for everyone. Everyone should want to educate themselves throughout their life. Everyone should want to help another person and contribute to their community. Everyone should learn to "let go" of things that he or she is powerless to change while, at the same time, learning to forgive oneself for mistakes made in the past.
The nice thing that I have noticed about life is that when I make constructive changes in my own life, the rewards are always much greater than I anticipated. Also, no matter what mistakes one has made in the past, pick a day (hopefully today) and choose to make that the first day of a glorious and exciting rest of your life.
Mistakes born out of bad habits:
These mistakes are caused by poor habits. A bad habit could encompass many different possibilities but the root of many of my own mistakes have been from habitual laziness and procrastination. The two aren't necessarily the same thing. Laziness is an attitude that one adapts when time seems eternal and that things can be put off until another day. Unfortunately, laziness breeds more laziness until one's entire lifestyle in filled with nothing but excuses for why something wasn't done earlier. Laziness is just one example of a poor habit that has caused me to make many mistakes in my life.
Mistakes from Ignorance:
If one does not honestly understand or know something and proceeds to make a mistake because of this lack of knowledge, this is a mistake caused solely by ignorance. This is the crux of what it means in life to learn from one's mistakes. I've made mistakes while in relationships with women because I was ignorant of their feelings or ignorant of my own feelings and how to interpret them. Everyone will make mistakes born out of ignorance because nobody has yet come into this life with a manual and a map that perfectly lays out all of life's little innuendos.
This brings us to the next point:
The Beautiful Road Ahead -- Changing Old Bad Habits:
The first step in changing a bad habit (or learning to adopt a good habit) is to accept that you are not perfect and have a habit of doing something that should not be done *OR* you have a habit of not doing something that should be done. The first step in making a radical change in one's life is to do the following.
1) First, clean up your surroundings. If your place is messy, clean it up and organize things. This sets the tone for your mind to get into a more organized and stream-lined mode of thinking. Excess clutter around you does not help in allowing you to easily sort out your feelings. It also adds a small level of stress that generally goes unnoticed.
2) Sit down at your favorite table, desk, etc. with a pad of paper and a pencil. Make a list of all the things that you have been putting off and need to get done as soon as possible. Focus your thoughts on the future and organize them into a coherent stream so that things get done.
3) Do step 2 each day for 30 days. Every night (or in the morning), give yourself 15-20 minutes of "me time" and make this a habit. List things that you need to accomplish. Sort out your feelings from the previous day and move on from things that you can not control.
Everyone has their own unique style to living and their own habits, but I believe that some habits should be universal for everyone. Everyone should want to educate themselves throughout their life. Everyone should want to help another person and contribute to their community. Everyone should learn to "let go" of things that he or she is powerless to change while, at the same time, learning to forgive oneself for mistakes made in the past.
The nice thing that I have noticed about life is that when I make constructive changes in my own life, the rewards are always much greater than I anticipated. Also, no matter what mistakes one has made in the past, pick a day (hopefully today) and choose to make that the first day of a glorious and exciting rest of your life.
Funny Story
My best friend Aaron called me and asked, "Kramer, I'm replacing this device on my hot water heater. I have a box with a red and black wire coming out of it and the water heater has a white and a gray wire -- what do I do?"
"Well, how was the old box hooked up?"
"I don't know, I didn't bother to look at it when I disconnected it."
Typical Aaron. So, I went online and googled how to hook up the four different wires but I couldn't really find anything authoritative enough to give me that warm fuzzy feeling that I wouldn't cause Aaron to blow up his basement or burn his house down, so I did what any self respecting guy would do.
"Aaron, hook the red wire up to the white wire and the black wire up to the gray wire."
"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely."
"Really?"
"Just do it. Be like Nike."
He said he would call me back in five minutes but it has been 15 minutes now. I wonder what is taking him so long?
"Well, how was the old box hooked up?"
"I don't know, I didn't bother to look at it when I disconnected it."
Typical Aaron. So, I went online and googled how to hook up the four different wires but I couldn't really find anything authoritative enough to give me that warm fuzzy feeling that I wouldn't cause Aaron to blow up his basement or burn his house down, so I did what any self respecting guy would do.
"Aaron, hook the red wire up to the white wire and the black wire up to the gray wire."
"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely."
"Really?"
"Just do it. Be like Nike."
He said he would call me back in five minutes but it has been 15 minutes now. I wonder what is taking him so long?
Saturday, February 24
Theme?
I need to push and prod my blog into more of a theme since it is quite random. I'll work on that, but first I need to think of a good theme that encompasses three different things (travel, women / sex, men's health?).
Last night was a fun night. I went downtown to Annapolis and hung out at Acme Bar and Grill. They have a nice motto in that bar, "Think Globally, drink locally." I've always thought that was cool and wanted to share it with you. I went solo but still had a great time. Without exageration, I probably know every bartender in Baltimore and Annapolis -- and many in Washington D.C. I've also gotten to the point where I bump into many of the same people when I go out, so I'm never really "alone."
I was sitting at the bar drinking and talking to the bartender when this girl next to me said, "would you like to do a shot with me?" This wasn't a fat and ugly chick, either -- this was probably an 8. I looked at her and said, "sure." At this point, I was in my winding down stage but one shot wouldn't kill me. She asked me what kind of shot I wanted and I told her to choose since she was the one to offer. Actually, I said I like surprises so go ahead and surprise me. She picked out some completely sour contrapetion that caused me to pucker up completely. Right after we did the shots, a guy came over and squeezed his way between the two of us and started talking to her. From her body language, I knew it wasn't someone she knew.
I debated on whether to say anything at this point to him. I thought the girl was very attractive but I wasn't in the mood to go home with anyone or even to get a girl's number -- I'm just not interested right now (maybe next week??). Then I started thinking from her perspective and, judging from her body language, it seemed like she was not having a good time with him there. So, I tapped him on the shoulder and just said, "are you getting a drink, buddy? I'm trying to talk to my girlfriend." (I lied, for her sake) He gave me this drunken look that screamed out, "I'm so drunk I don't know what I'm doing here." I sort of pushed him aside and turned back to her and jokingly said, "I saved you, you owe me now!"
She then started telling me about her job as a legal secretary and got very touchy-feely with me. I wanted to live in the moment, so I got a little touchy-feely back. She pulled her stool directly against mine and faced me and opened her legs so that each of her legs were on both sides of my stool with my legs in the middle -- talk about body language there! Obviously there was a strong "vibe" taking place. I actually started to get that "pre-woozy" high that one feels before the "magic feeling" begins.
One thing I've noticed that is really helpful when talking to someone is to really look into their eyes while they are talking about this and that. Not only does it draw two people deeper into conversation, but it also gives me a better ability to detect when someone is bullshitting me. As she talked, I looked into her eyes and noticed what I felt to be a lot of pain inside of her. I can't place how or why I knew this, but I just knew. The more I talked to her, the more I realized my initial hunch was correct. At this point, I could have taken complete advantage of her but I don't want to do those type of things anymore in my life. Instead, I purposely tried to put myself in her "friend's box" and let her pour out her problems on me so that she'd feel a little better before going home. Yes, I know -- this is completely opposite of what a guy is normally supposed to do.
However, I will say this. Listening to a stranger talk about her life and trying to help her from a completely neutral standpoint is amazing. The experience also gave me a chance to tell her about some issues that were going on in my life and to ask her what she thought of them. In a way, I completely busted through the ice and went straight into some of the most personal subjects. To my surprise, she remained touchy-feely throughout the conversation. At the end, she asked for my phone number (which I gave to her). In retrospect, I probably should not have done that. Then again, women never call when you give them your phone number so it really doesn't matter either way.
All in all, it was an interesting night. One of my best friends even started texting me quotes we shared years ago and I had to text back where the quote came from. I love my friends that make life so interesting. :)
Last night was a fun night. I went downtown to Annapolis and hung out at Acme Bar and Grill. They have a nice motto in that bar, "Think Globally, drink locally." I've always thought that was cool and wanted to share it with you. I went solo but still had a great time. Without exageration, I probably know every bartender in Baltimore and Annapolis -- and many in Washington D.C. I've also gotten to the point where I bump into many of the same people when I go out, so I'm never really "alone."
I was sitting at the bar drinking and talking to the bartender when this girl next to me said, "would you like to do a shot with me?" This wasn't a fat and ugly chick, either -- this was probably an 8. I looked at her and said, "sure." At this point, I was in my winding down stage but one shot wouldn't kill me. She asked me what kind of shot I wanted and I told her to choose since she was the one to offer. Actually, I said I like surprises so go ahead and surprise me. She picked out some completely sour contrapetion that caused me to pucker up completely. Right after we did the shots, a guy came over and squeezed his way between the two of us and started talking to her. From her body language, I knew it wasn't someone she knew.
I debated on whether to say anything at this point to him. I thought the girl was very attractive but I wasn't in the mood to go home with anyone or even to get a girl's number -- I'm just not interested right now (maybe next week??). Then I started thinking from her perspective and, judging from her body language, it seemed like she was not having a good time with him there. So, I tapped him on the shoulder and just said, "are you getting a drink, buddy? I'm trying to talk to my girlfriend." (I lied, for her sake) He gave me this drunken look that screamed out, "I'm so drunk I don't know what I'm doing here." I sort of pushed him aside and turned back to her and jokingly said, "I saved you, you owe me now!"
She then started telling me about her job as a legal secretary and got very touchy-feely with me. I wanted to live in the moment, so I got a little touchy-feely back. She pulled her stool directly against mine and faced me and opened her legs so that each of her legs were on both sides of my stool with my legs in the middle -- talk about body language there! Obviously there was a strong "vibe" taking place. I actually started to get that "pre-woozy" high that one feels before the "magic feeling" begins.
One thing I've noticed that is really helpful when talking to someone is to really look into their eyes while they are talking about this and that. Not only does it draw two people deeper into conversation, but it also gives me a better ability to detect when someone is bullshitting me. As she talked, I looked into her eyes and noticed what I felt to be a lot of pain inside of her. I can't place how or why I knew this, but I just knew. The more I talked to her, the more I realized my initial hunch was correct. At this point, I could have taken complete advantage of her but I don't want to do those type of things anymore in my life. Instead, I purposely tried to put myself in her "friend's box" and let her pour out her problems on me so that she'd feel a little better before going home. Yes, I know -- this is completely opposite of what a guy is normally supposed to do.
However, I will say this. Listening to a stranger talk about her life and trying to help her from a completely neutral standpoint is amazing. The experience also gave me a chance to tell her about some issues that were going on in my life and to ask her what she thought of them. In a way, I completely busted through the ice and went straight into some of the most personal subjects. To my surprise, she remained touchy-feely throughout the conversation. At the end, she asked for my phone number (which I gave to her). In retrospect, I probably should not have done that. Then again, women never call when you give them your phone number so it really doesn't matter either way.
All in all, it was an interesting night. One of my best friends even started texting me quotes we shared years ago and I had to text back where the quote came from. I love my friends that make life so interesting. :)
Thursday, February 22
What happened to U.S. News?
I cannot believe that our major news networks are more concerned with Britney Spears checking into a rehab center and Anna Nicole Smith's body than things that REALLY matter. What in the name of fuck is going on with our society? Who gives a shit about this kind of stuff and why is it making headline news? Wow, we are really in dire straits.
Hitting Rock Bottom
They say that when you hit rock bottom, the only place left to go is up. What they fail to mention is that it is possible to drag your ass across the rocks for a bit of time before getting back on course. This isn't necessarily a complaint -- if life didn't have moments of despair and anxiety, we'd live in a world too close to that of paradise. In essence, we would never really learn anything. Pain and suffering exist because they teach us that this world is not fair, nor is it a paradise. However, it is a vast playground that we can use in any way that we feel comfortable in doing so.
A lot of my life today is analogous to the feeling of watching a train as it departs its station with a loved one on board. I see her face pressed against the glass window frantically waving while crying. I chase after the train until I can run no faster -- but the train ultimately wins. The woman is a symbol of many things in my life -- the loss of innocence, the loss of love, the loss of control, the loss of regularity and perhaps even the loss of a part of myself.
I've had to deal with that scenario on a few occasions. Once, while in England, I had the British Flag on my key-chain. I was gripping and rubbing it with my thumb to keep from crying. I had just left someone I was very much in love with and I had to fly thousands of miles back. A security guard saw how despondent I was and asked, "Union Jack? Are you British?" At the time, I could only mumble, "I wish" as I fought desperately to keep from tearing up in a public place. REAL MEN DON'T CRY -- NOT IN PUBLIC. Blah ... whatever.
The same thing happened to me in NYC -- but this time with a train. It is a real kick in the ass to look at someone in the eyes that you love deeply only to have the train doors slam shut between you. Ouch.
Life is nothing but a series of hard lessons -- loss after loss. Some go willingly, some go fighting for another chance, some go expectantly -- but no matter who you are or how strong you are, everything eventually goes at some point. Time makes sure of that.
Then there is the beautiful idealism within my heart. I don't want to have to keep saying goodbye. I don't want to have to keep feeling bits and pieces of my heart getting torn off until I become so numb to the sensation that I forget what it means to love with all my heart (or what is or what was left of it at the time).
Love is beautiful and life is beautiful -- don't get me wrong. If I never felt the need to cry inside, I'd be heartless. If I never knew what it was like to feel betrayed, I could never extend more love to those who valued trust. As life keeps trying to beat me down so that I play by its rules, I continue to thrust my idealism and passion upon space and time -- I continue to lash against them both. Time may kill me -- space may push those with whom I share the deepest love with (or keep them far away), but my idealism and compassion will overcome both of these things. Being human, I've been given the gift of free-will by G-d, which I firmly believe is the greatest gift of all. I have been given the ability to forgive -- which is something I try to do on a regular basis. If G-d is so perfect of a being and loves me enough to forgive my most egregious trespasses, why can I not extend such a godly concept to those that I know in my heart to be good people that occasionally fuck up royally? Of course I will forgive them -- it is the noble thing to do. In fact, it is the *human* thing to do.
Ahh, how contradictory life can seem to someone with a heart filled with passion. It is the hardest lash of a proverbial whip that causes us pain and tears, but also fills us with resolve and compassion. The harder I've been hurt and beat down, the more I want to rise up and run faster against my oppressors -- whatever or whomever they may be.
It is a subtle moment of realization in my heart when I realize that the very moment that I've been tortured, chained and challenged by the hands of fate -- it becomes the very moment when I can pull myself up, stand naked against the world, and smile with the realization in my head that, "although you may hurt me, grab my heart and cause me the worst pains imaginable, the fact that I'm human and a little part of G-d means that I have much more power than anything that could ever oppress or slow down my indomitable spirit.
... and in the instant in life where I pass away, the life I lived and the lives I've touched will leave an ineffable mark upon humanity -- I will have been able to fly without wings for just a moment and rise up above all else and see the world, as well as my life, for what it really is -- a test of character and resolve.
It is the most important test any of us will ever take in our lives. We can't cheat on this test, but it is an open book test -- those books being the friends, love and family we choose to embrace as we go through the years.
A lot of my life today is analogous to the feeling of watching a train as it departs its station with a loved one on board. I see her face pressed against the glass window frantically waving while crying. I chase after the train until I can run no faster -- but the train ultimately wins. The woman is a symbol of many things in my life -- the loss of innocence, the loss of love, the loss of control, the loss of regularity and perhaps even the loss of a part of myself.
I've had to deal with that scenario on a few occasions. Once, while in England, I had the British Flag on my key-chain. I was gripping and rubbing it with my thumb to keep from crying. I had just left someone I was very much in love with and I had to fly thousands of miles back. A security guard saw how despondent I was and asked, "Union Jack? Are you British?" At the time, I could only mumble, "I wish" as I fought desperately to keep from tearing up in a public place. REAL MEN DON'T CRY -- NOT IN PUBLIC. Blah ... whatever.
The same thing happened to me in NYC -- but this time with a train. It is a real kick in the ass to look at someone in the eyes that you love deeply only to have the train doors slam shut between you. Ouch.
Life is nothing but a series of hard lessons -- loss after loss. Some go willingly, some go fighting for another chance, some go expectantly -- but no matter who you are or how strong you are, everything eventually goes at some point. Time makes sure of that.
Then there is the beautiful idealism within my heart. I don't want to have to keep saying goodbye. I don't want to have to keep feeling bits and pieces of my heart getting torn off until I become so numb to the sensation that I forget what it means to love with all my heart (or what is or what was left of it at the time).
Love is beautiful and life is beautiful -- don't get me wrong. If I never felt the need to cry inside, I'd be heartless. If I never knew what it was like to feel betrayed, I could never extend more love to those who valued trust. As life keeps trying to beat me down so that I play by its rules, I continue to thrust my idealism and passion upon space and time -- I continue to lash against them both. Time may kill me -- space may push those with whom I share the deepest love with (or keep them far away), but my idealism and compassion will overcome both of these things. Being human, I've been given the gift of free-will by G-d, which I firmly believe is the greatest gift of all. I have been given the ability to forgive -- which is something I try to do on a regular basis. If G-d is so perfect of a being and loves me enough to forgive my most egregious trespasses, why can I not extend such a godly concept to those that I know in my heart to be good people that occasionally fuck up royally? Of course I will forgive them -- it is the noble thing to do. In fact, it is the *human* thing to do.
Ahh, how contradictory life can seem to someone with a heart filled with passion. It is the hardest lash of a proverbial whip that causes us pain and tears, but also fills us with resolve and compassion. The harder I've been hurt and beat down, the more I want to rise up and run faster against my oppressors -- whatever or whomever they may be.
It is a subtle moment of realization in my heart when I realize that the very moment that I've been tortured, chained and challenged by the hands of fate -- it becomes the very moment when I can pull myself up, stand naked against the world, and smile with the realization in my head that, "although you may hurt me, grab my heart and cause me the worst pains imaginable, the fact that I'm human and a little part of G-d means that I have much more power than anything that could ever oppress or slow down my indomitable spirit.
... and in the instant in life where I pass away, the life I lived and the lives I've touched will leave an ineffable mark upon humanity -- I will have been able to fly without wings for just a moment and rise up above all else and see the world, as well as my life, for what it really is -- a test of character and resolve.
It is the most important test any of us will ever take in our lives. We can't cheat on this test, but it is an open book test -- those books being the friends, love and family we choose to embrace as we go through the years.
Wednesday, February 21
The World is an Infinite Sandbox
What amazing possibilities exist in this world when one truly releases himself (or herself) from machine-like desires, crushes, flings, oneitis, etc. -- call it what you will, but for one of the first times in my life, I've given up completely on love and relationships and I feel so amazingly pure and free. What does it all mean, though? Well, I'll explain ...
First, I do believe that pure love does exist. I believe in a symbolic and pure spiritual entanglement that can turn into a most beautiful and poetic moment between two souls. I've spent some time releasing myself from a lot of the chains and prison bars that I had placed myself behind. I had spent a lot of my last few years trying to chase after love or to repair previous relationships and save them -- but I always felt a bit like a dog chasing his own tail. For once in my life, I've resigned myself to being single -- I've reached inward and acknowledged that many of the beautiful relationships and memories that I've accumulated over the past few years were not all in vain. In essence, one does not need to command an apple-tree farm in order to enjoy the taste and substance of biting into a fresh apple.
I have a lot of work to do towards my future and I'm ready to do it. I've been under the illusion that I've met a woman who truly stood out among others but that was just an illusion -- all women are like any other. That isn't necessarily a bad thing -- it is a fact of life. There doesn't exist a "unique" woman. Well, I take that previous comment back. There does exist a very unique woman, but I haven't met her yet. Every other woman that I've met is more machine-like than truly free. They are all out chasing a fantasy that could never really exist in this world and, in the process, they give up some very precious things in the process. I can't blame them, though -- I've done some of the exact same things. However, today I have decided to quit being a machine. I'm tired of living my life based on genetic impulses and the need to fulfill biological functions such as procreation just to spread my own genes.
I want to break far away from that and begin something unique in my own life. Today I've finally learned to press the "reset" button.
I am breaking off all previous past relationships with every woman I've ever dealt with. I'm moving forward and increasing my own self-worth for my eventual encounter with that "truly" unique woman who really is different from the masses.
*Presses the reset button*
I'm done with it. It has been fascinating and exciting. I've had so many great moments with those from my past. However, that is exactly where I must leave them all -- in my past. I am much too special to waste time with ordinary passions -- I want extraordinary.
Muaaah!!! Bon Voyage happy memories and hello to exciting and refreshing new adventures.
Life is much too short to spend it moping about any one person. Fuck that.
First, I do believe that pure love does exist. I believe in a symbolic and pure spiritual entanglement that can turn into a most beautiful and poetic moment between two souls. I've spent some time releasing myself from a lot of the chains and prison bars that I had placed myself behind. I had spent a lot of my last few years trying to chase after love or to repair previous relationships and save them -- but I always felt a bit like a dog chasing his own tail. For once in my life, I've resigned myself to being single -- I've reached inward and acknowledged that many of the beautiful relationships and memories that I've accumulated over the past few years were not all in vain. In essence, one does not need to command an apple-tree farm in order to enjoy the taste and substance of biting into a fresh apple.
I have a lot of work to do towards my future and I'm ready to do it. I've been under the illusion that I've met a woman who truly stood out among others but that was just an illusion -- all women are like any other. That isn't necessarily a bad thing -- it is a fact of life. There doesn't exist a "unique" woman. Well, I take that previous comment back. There does exist a very unique woman, but I haven't met her yet. Every other woman that I've met is more machine-like than truly free. They are all out chasing a fantasy that could never really exist in this world and, in the process, they give up some very precious things in the process. I can't blame them, though -- I've done some of the exact same things. However, today I have decided to quit being a machine. I'm tired of living my life based on genetic impulses and the need to fulfill biological functions such as procreation just to spread my own genes.
I want to break far away from that and begin something unique in my own life. Today I've finally learned to press the "reset" button.
I am breaking off all previous past relationships with every woman I've ever dealt with. I'm moving forward and increasing my own self-worth for my eventual encounter with that "truly" unique woman who really is different from the masses.
*Presses the reset button*
I'm done with it. It has been fascinating and exciting. I've had so many great moments with those from my past. However, that is exactly where I must leave them all -- in my past. I am much too special to waste time with ordinary passions -- I want extraordinary.
Muaaah!!! Bon Voyage happy memories and hello to exciting and refreshing new adventures.
Life is much too short to spend it moping about any one person. Fuck that.
Monday, February 19
Some Positive coming Soon!
I just finalized my trip to New York City tonight. I was able to get a nice room at the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel on Park Avenue. Fortunately, I'm able to stay there for fairly cheap due to some connections from my past. I've never stayed at the Waldorf-Astoria, but I know a lot about its history -- including the Astor family and of course the death of Mr. John Jacob Astor IV on board the RMS Titanic. I am a huge history lover and have studied a lot of esoteric history throughout my years. Mr. Astor was quite a character and had a fling for those far younger than him -- made evident by his love of Madeleine Astor. The history of the Astors is quite fascinating and I could go into great detail over a cup of coffee someday but I won't bore you with that now! :)
I haven't been to New York City in such a long time, but now would be a great time to catch a few shows and art museums while I am there. I definitely will have to visit MOMA and the MET. I'm not sure if any good Broadway plays are in gear this time of year, but if there is anything worth seeing, I will definitely check them out. I have a deep passion for theatre and musicals -- I LOVE MUSICALS! Nothing is more exciting and exhilarating than catching a decent musical with great actors in the heart of the the Big Apple.
I really miss taking walks in Central Park and sucking in the amazing atmosphere. Naturally, those from New York City are accustomed to the sights and sounds of their own city, but for those who do not live in the city, going there and experiencing the New York City atmosphere is amazing.
Even the train ride up is therapeutic and relaxing. It feels good to sit on the Amtrak train while enjoying some red wine and just relax and feel the subtle bumps and sounds that a train experiences while moving up the Penn line. New York City is endearing and romantic -- it fills my heart with love, passion, excitement and, most of all, PURE ADVENTURE. There is no greater thrill than walking along Manhattan island at night and turning on a random street and discovering a new and exciting Irish Bar -- meeting new people and relishing the New York spirit.
Frank Sinatra sang it best:
Start spreading the news, Im leaving today
I want to be a part of it - new york, new york
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it - new york, new york
I wanna wake up in a city, that doesnt sleep
And find Im king of the hill - top of the heap
These little town blues, are melting away
Ill make a brand new start of it - in old new york
If I can make it there, Ill make it anywhere
Its up to you - new york, new york
New york, new york
I want to wake up in a city, that never sleeps
And find Im a number one top of the list, king of the hill
A number one
These little town blues, are melting away
Im gonna make a brand new start of it - in old new york
And if I can make it there, Im gonna make it anywhere
It up to you - new york new york
New york!
Woohoo! :) I feel like a kid again and I love that feeling!!
I haven't been to New York City in such a long time, but now would be a great time to catch a few shows and art museums while I am there. I definitely will have to visit MOMA and the MET. I'm not sure if any good Broadway plays are in gear this time of year, but if there is anything worth seeing, I will definitely check them out. I have a deep passion for theatre and musicals -- I LOVE MUSICALS! Nothing is more exciting and exhilarating than catching a decent musical with great actors in the heart of the the Big Apple.
I really miss taking walks in Central Park and sucking in the amazing atmosphere. Naturally, those from New York City are accustomed to the sights and sounds of their own city, but for those who do not live in the city, going there and experiencing the New York City atmosphere is amazing.
Even the train ride up is therapeutic and relaxing. It feels good to sit on the Amtrak train while enjoying some red wine and just relax and feel the subtle bumps and sounds that a train experiences while moving up the Penn line. New York City is endearing and romantic -- it fills my heart with love, passion, excitement and, most of all, PURE ADVENTURE. There is no greater thrill than walking along Manhattan island at night and turning on a random street and discovering a new and exciting Irish Bar -- meeting new people and relishing the New York spirit.
Frank Sinatra sang it best:
Start spreading the news, Im leaving today
I want to be a part of it - new york, new york
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it - new york, new york
I wanna wake up in a city, that doesnt sleep
And find Im king of the hill - top of the heap
These little town blues, are melting away
Ill make a brand new start of it - in old new york
If I can make it there, Ill make it anywhere
Its up to you - new york, new york
New york, new york
I want to wake up in a city, that never sleeps
And find Im a number one top of the list, king of the hill
A number one
These little town blues, are melting away
Im gonna make a brand new start of it - in old new york
And if I can make it there, Im gonna make it anywhere
It up to you - new york new york
New york!
Woohoo! :) I feel like a kid again and I love that feeling!!
Negative Energy Parking Lot
When I was younger, my best friend and I used to pretend that this one parking lot near a local shopping center had negative energy inside it. Every time we went to the parking lot, we would cuss, fight, yell, scream and become two mean little shits (ahh, the fun teenage years). Perhaps this parking did contain a lot of negative energy. When you think of various places, a parking lot is a good place to leave behind some bad karma -- people are fighting for parking spaces, flipping off other drivers and trying to get in and out of stores as quickly as possible. Then again, perhaps all that fighting and anger was just two teenage dorks generating their own self-fulfulling prophecy.
These past few days, I've done some pretty bad things. I've generated a lot of bad karma and now I'm starting to feel the effects. At the time, I didn't think it was such a big deal -- but then after talking to a rabbi, I realized that I broke one of the "three greatest sins" -- I'm not religious, but that's just fucked up no matter how you look at it.
Today I got some of the windfall from the negative karma I generated. I pissed off some people and now I feel like everyone hates me and that most of my closest friends have dwindled down to just one or two.
I definitely believe in karma and I have a lot of work ahead of me to get rid of the negative karma I've created over the past few days. I never thought I was capable of doing some of the things I've done lately -- when a guy gets to that point, he has to stop, pause his life, and start to put important things back into perspective.
Yes, I really "fucked up."
These past few days, I've done some pretty bad things. I've generated a lot of bad karma and now I'm starting to feel the effects. At the time, I didn't think it was such a big deal -- but then after talking to a rabbi, I realized that I broke one of the "three greatest sins" -- I'm not religious, but that's just fucked up no matter how you look at it.
Today I got some of the windfall from the negative karma I generated. I pissed off some people and now I feel like everyone hates me and that most of my closest friends have dwindled down to just one or two.
I definitely believe in karma and I have a lot of work ahead of me to get rid of the negative karma I've created over the past few days. I never thought I was capable of doing some of the things I've done lately -- when a guy gets to that point, he has to stop, pause his life, and start to put important things back into perspective.
Yes, I really "fucked up."
Sunday, February 18
The Elusive "Happy" Factor
My dad called me up the other day and chatted about a few random topics but then ended the conversation asking if I was happy. "Of course I'm happy," I told him and then we finished talking.
After hanging up the phone, I started to question my answer. How do I really know if I'm "happy?" There have been times in my life that I've been depressed but even during those moments, I didn't recognize it as depression. I try to keep busy and active all of the time and isolating and pinpointing by current emotional state seems to be unproductive and meaningless to me. Life is a series of challenges so the occasional bouts of melancholy might actually help one become more productive in the end.
"Am I happy," I thought to myself over and over.
Well, let's see. I'm 6'3, in good physical health, apparently very good-looking to many women, I make very good money for where I am in my life, I don't have any kids, I drive a great car that is truly fun to drive, I have a handful of close friends that I'd die for and vice-versa, whenever I want something I just go and get it -- I never have to worry about hunger, where I'll sleep or what I'll do the next day. I'm at the prime of my life. By all accounts, I'm probably one of the best catches a woman could ever hope for. That isn't ego talking, it is just the truth -- I put 110% of myself behind a woman and I go into love with idealism.
Part of the reason I am single right now is because I choose to be. I am disillusioned by women in general. I love women to death and think they're the greatest thing in the world -- but I also know that most women are fickle by nature. They can be completely heartless and abandon a relationship as if it never met anything to them. I've gotten into fist-fights with friends and remained best friends a half hour later. When a woman hates, she seems to do so with amazing depth, calculation and coldness. There is a saying that sums this up perfectly -- the whole women, hell, wrath thing.
What does this have to do with happiness? Well, when I examine all aspects of my life, I realize that there are so many moments that I wish I could share with a woman that I can't because there is no woman in my life. It could be the smallest thing in the world -- perhaps a cute sign on the side of a bus that I think "she'd" get a kick out of seeing. Women can give something that no man could ever give -- they possess aspects of personality that one just can't find in a male.
When he asked if I was happy, I should have answered no. However, being unhappy doesn't necessarily mean being depressed. I have all these great things but money is never an answer for happiness. In fact, I was much happier as a kid than I am now -- and I didn't have ANY money then.
If I could trade in everything I owned and become poor but, in the process, met a woman with depth, intelligence and charisma -- not just any woman, but one who wouldn't abandon me -- I'd do it instantly.
Some might argue that with money, I could simply go out and "buy" a woman. There are plenty of women out there who loved to be showered with gifts and go out to 5 star restaurants every week and be pampered by life's finest clothing, materials, etc. That isn't love, though. That's transparent -- but yet so many people seem to find this arrangement to work for them.
Perhaps it is I that has become disillusioned from matters of love. I know in my heart what a perfect love is like, but we live in a world where perfect doesn't exist -- at least, not in any real tangible form that survives once one person discovers all the maddening quirks of another.
I did something last night that reminded me of a love long past -- I actually went back in time last night. Time travel is possible. However, much to my dismay, I realized that there is a clear separation of feelings and emotions that is created by time itself. I had to find out for myself what it felt like -- so I did. Kissing the past becomes an illusion -- especially when one's heart leans towards the future. When love dies, it is best to give it a "proper burial." There is no sense roaming around a figurative graveyard filled with past loves and spend time frantically digging up bits and pieces of old love in the hopes that one of them will bring a man a little closer to his past.
This brings up the ultimate question -- what is love? When we were little kids, just holding another person's hand felt so amazing. It filled us up with security, warmth and excitement. As we get older, we move on to more adult activities like wild sex on top of the dryer -- but that little kid is still in each of us and those security issues still exist. We don't want to give something to another person only to have that moment destroyed. Then again, we can't live our lives avoiding giving out our hearts and our love to another person just because the possibility of getting hurt always exists.
All is fair in love and war.
After hanging up the phone, I started to question my answer. How do I really know if I'm "happy?" There have been times in my life that I've been depressed but even during those moments, I didn't recognize it as depression. I try to keep busy and active all of the time and isolating and pinpointing by current emotional state seems to be unproductive and meaningless to me. Life is a series of challenges so the occasional bouts of melancholy might actually help one become more productive in the end.
"Am I happy," I thought to myself over and over.
Well, let's see. I'm 6'3, in good physical health, apparently very good-looking to many women, I make very good money for where I am in my life, I don't have any kids, I drive a great car that is truly fun to drive, I have a handful of close friends that I'd die for and vice-versa, whenever I want something I just go and get it -- I never have to worry about hunger, where I'll sleep or what I'll do the next day. I'm at the prime of my life. By all accounts, I'm probably one of the best catches a woman could ever hope for. That isn't ego talking, it is just the truth -- I put 110% of myself behind a woman and I go into love with idealism.
Part of the reason I am single right now is because I choose to be. I am disillusioned by women in general. I love women to death and think they're the greatest thing in the world -- but I also know that most women are fickle by nature. They can be completely heartless and abandon a relationship as if it never met anything to them. I've gotten into fist-fights with friends and remained best friends a half hour later. When a woman hates, she seems to do so with amazing depth, calculation and coldness. There is a saying that sums this up perfectly -- the whole women, hell, wrath thing.
What does this have to do with happiness? Well, when I examine all aspects of my life, I realize that there are so many moments that I wish I could share with a woman that I can't because there is no woman in my life. It could be the smallest thing in the world -- perhaps a cute sign on the side of a bus that I think "she'd" get a kick out of seeing. Women can give something that no man could ever give -- they possess aspects of personality that one just can't find in a male.
When he asked if I was happy, I should have answered no. However, being unhappy doesn't necessarily mean being depressed. I have all these great things but money is never an answer for happiness. In fact, I was much happier as a kid than I am now -- and I didn't have ANY money then.
If I could trade in everything I owned and become poor but, in the process, met a woman with depth, intelligence and charisma -- not just any woman, but one who wouldn't abandon me -- I'd do it instantly.
Some might argue that with money, I could simply go out and "buy" a woman. There are plenty of women out there who loved to be showered with gifts and go out to 5 star restaurants every week and be pampered by life's finest clothing, materials, etc. That isn't love, though. That's transparent -- but yet so many people seem to find this arrangement to work for them.
Perhaps it is I that has become disillusioned from matters of love. I know in my heart what a perfect love is like, but we live in a world where perfect doesn't exist -- at least, not in any real tangible form that survives once one person discovers all the maddening quirks of another.
I did something last night that reminded me of a love long past -- I actually went back in time last night. Time travel is possible. However, much to my dismay, I realized that there is a clear separation of feelings and emotions that is created by time itself. I had to find out for myself what it felt like -- so I did. Kissing the past becomes an illusion -- especially when one's heart leans towards the future. When love dies, it is best to give it a "proper burial." There is no sense roaming around a figurative graveyard filled with past loves and spend time frantically digging up bits and pieces of old love in the hopes that one of them will bring a man a little closer to his past.
This brings up the ultimate question -- what is love? When we were little kids, just holding another person's hand felt so amazing. It filled us up with security, warmth and excitement. As we get older, we move on to more adult activities like wild sex on top of the dryer -- but that little kid is still in each of us and those security issues still exist. We don't want to give something to another person only to have that moment destroyed. Then again, we can't live our lives avoiding giving out our hearts and our love to another person just because the possibility of getting hurt always exists.
All is fair in love and war.
Friday, February 16
A Little bit of This ... A Little bit of That
*sigh* ... It is so amazingly difficult to find a "good woman" these days. Just when you think you've found someone that you could possibly enjoy spending time getting to know, you learn that they're just like most other women who either carry "obsessions" about some other guy or that they don't really seem to want to get to know you better at all. Dating is such a demanding and time-consuming sport. I've met perhaps a few women in my life that truly stand out in the crowd -- unfortunately most of them have required that I move if we ever hoped to develop a more permanent and long-term relationship.
I've always accepted the fact that I could very easily remain unmarried throughout my life. There are a lot of positives to this -- first and foremost is the fact that I could devote my life towards creating a non-profit charity that would help disadvantaged children find skills that would give them greater opportunities within this world. I'd also like to contribute large sums of money towards hearing research since many in my family are afflicted with hearing-loss due to genetic causes. For my age, I make extremely good money. Without children of my own or a wife, I could invest and grow this money and eventually donate millions of dollars towards these goals. I definitely will do this while also allowing myself a little fun along the way -- but then there is this little nagging annoyance of being "alone."
I understand in my heart that giving to the greater good often requires great personal sacrifices from one's heart and soul. I am willing to do this from a passion and commitment that resides deep within my own soul -- but I would be lying if I said that remaining alone for the majority of my life would be perfectly acceptable to me. No, it would hurt me deeply not to be able to share such a deep and passionate love in my heart towards a charming and intelligent woman. I know within my own soul that what I have to offer another woman is very unlike what most other men have to offer. How do I know this? Because I am more passionate than most men. I have a fire burning within me that rages out of control -- it is fed by artistic brilliance, deep intelligence, intense passion and a hot burning desire to love.
I hope deep within that time will allow me to meet another woman capable of understanding my complexity and passion -- but if that never happens, I will at least be able to die a happy person knowing that I have succeeded greatly in the business world and, more importantly, succeeded in giving back to humanity in ways that I always felt was a burning obligation since I was a small child.
Until such a day comes, I will continue to date -- hoping to some day meet a woman that can challenge my convictions and aid in my passion for helping children and the world around us.
J.
I've always accepted the fact that I could very easily remain unmarried throughout my life. There are a lot of positives to this -- first and foremost is the fact that I could devote my life towards creating a non-profit charity that would help disadvantaged children find skills that would give them greater opportunities within this world. I'd also like to contribute large sums of money towards hearing research since many in my family are afflicted with hearing-loss due to genetic causes. For my age, I make extremely good money. Without children of my own or a wife, I could invest and grow this money and eventually donate millions of dollars towards these goals. I definitely will do this while also allowing myself a little fun along the way -- but then there is this little nagging annoyance of being "alone."
I understand in my heart that giving to the greater good often requires great personal sacrifices from one's heart and soul. I am willing to do this from a passion and commitment that resides deep within my own soul -- but I would be lying if I said that remaining alone for the majority of my life would be perfectly acceptable to me. No, it would hurt me deeply not to be able to share such a deep and passionate love in my heart towards a charming and intelligent woman. I know within my own soul that what I have to offer another woman is very unlike what most other men have to offer. How do I know this? Because I am more passionate than most men. I have a fire burning within me that rages out of control -- it is fed by artistic brilliance, deep intelligence, intense passion and a hot burning desire to love.
I hope deep within that time will allow me to meet another woman capable of understanding my complexity and passion -- but if that never happens, I will at least be able to die a happy person knowing that I have succeeded greatly in the business world and, more importantly, succeeded in giving back to humanity in ways that I always felt was a burning obligation since I was a small child.
Until such a day comes, I will continue to date -- hoping to some day meet a woman that can challenge my convictions and aid in my passion for helping children and the world around us.
J.
Thursday, February 15
What Exactly is that "Magic Feeling?" Part II
Continuing on ...
MF is not always a moment created strictly from a physical or sexual sensation. I've experienced MF in the most bizarre of circumstances. Once, while going through a bookstore with another woman, we both spent time together in the humor section looking at joke books. An overwhelming sense of happiness came over me from out of the blue -- I felt so happy and content to be with her and share what would seem to be just a mundane experience. MF moments seem to sneak up on a guy at the most random moments - but its presence is never in question, nor is its overwhelming effect on a guy's emotions.
There seems to be some prerequisites to have an MF experience. Generally, the more sophisticated and intellectual women are able to induce these feelings within a guy. A women who is in touch with her own sexuality and is secure with who she is as a person. Confidence is a big turn-on for a guy and a slight amount of female bitchiness is always fun and exciting because it presents a guy with a challenge. The bitchy nature, though, should be more like a blanket that a woman wraps over an otherwise loving, warm, caring and affectionate personality.
I have tried in the past to reduce MF into a formula but all of my precious attempts have failed miserably. Generally, though, I'll know within five minutes after meeting a woman whether or not she is going to give me MF. Once the spark ignites the flame, the ebb and flow that follows is completely natural and impossible to resist.
After countless dates and after countless moments of holding a girl's hand in my own while smiling warmly at her and gazing into her eyes, I've learned that one of the vital and most important components for experiencing MF is to allow yourself to resonate your internal feelings and passions while on a date. No guy should ever be afraid to let a woman know his internal needs for physical pleasure. Don't hide the fact that you are a sexual being by nature -- instead, learn to focus on those feelings and capitalize on the positive emotions that it generates within you. Radiate those feelings towards a woman and allow her to reciprocate in her own unique way. One of the most precious aspects of MF is that the feeling is as diverse as it is powerful. The MF that one woman gives you may be slightly different than that of another woman -- but the intensity and passion that the moment brings with it is always exhilarating.
I'll offer these general guidelines for guys who are interested in experiencing MF:
1. Go on a lot of dates.
Rejection is a part of dating and should never be viewed as a personal thing. One of the best viewpoints towards rejection that I have heard is this: "When a girl rejects me, she's saving me time by letting me know her taste in men is sub-par." No matter how bad the date becomes, always remember that you are the man and you have a lot to offer a woman. Repeat to yourself every day, "I am the shit!" until the thought becomes second nature to you. Learn to fill your soul with positive traits and let those women who are completely clueless towards dating save you time by rejecting you occasionally. They're not weeding you out, they're weeding themselves out -- so if she rejects you, thank her!
2. Don't be afraid to be passionate.
Life is short. Our time on this world only dwindles away with each passing day. Learn to live for the moment and to embrace your internal emotions. Learn to accept your sexual desires as a healthy thing. You don't want to be crass towards a woman, but you also shouldn't feel intimidated by them. Remember, women are here for you and to pleasure you. If she's not willing to let you approach her on a deeper level or to share more intimate feelings, she's probably too shallow and superficial to waste your time on dating.
3. Don't be afraid to act on your impulses.
If she's beautiful and you feel like hugging her then hug her. If you want to kiss her on the cheek and slowly whisper in her ear how beautiful she is, then do it. Don't worry about dating guides or what the PUA community thinks. There is only one rule -- be confident in your abilities and actions. Convey to a woman that you are the walking personification of the best sex she will ever have -- without ever really doing something advertly sexual. Women love to be seduced -- but many of them can only be seduced in certain ways. Learn to communicate first with her and learn her desires and passions. What makes her tick? What makes her happy and secure? Project your warmth and passion towards her.
4. Light physical contact is generally always good.
Don't sit far away from her. Don't cross your arms or legs. You want to remain OPEN towards her. Sitting cross armed across the table from her while staring at the bar is not a good way to project confidence and warmth. Bring your chair next to hers and do something with her that sets you apart from other guys that have approached her in the past. Steal a kiss on her cheek if the mood seems right. The worst thing that could happen is a slap in the face or a rejection -- so what?
5. Learn to listen
Many guys talk too much during a date. You should focus more on listening to what she is saying. However, listening is not done with just your ears. A woman communicates with 25% words and 75% body language. Re-read that last sentence -- women primarily use body language for communication. Learn to become receptive towards her body language. What is she saying? Is she sitting cross-armed or turned away from you (disinterest) or is she sitting towards you with her body open (interest)? Learn to communicate back to a woman by using the same language. Confidence is not displayed with words. Confidence is 100% in how you carry yourself and how you act / respond towards a woman. Make sure you recognize that fact because it is very important!
To be continued ...
MF is not always a moment created strictly from a physical or sexual sensation. I've experienced MF in the most bizarre of circumstances. Once, while going through a bookstore with another woman, we both spent time together in the humor section looking at joke books. An overwhelming sense of happiness came over me from out of the blue -- I felt so happy and content to be with her and share what would seem to be just a mundane experience. MF moments seem to sneak up on a guy at the most random moments - but its presence is never in question, nor is its overwhelming effect on a guy's emotions.
There seems to be some prerequisites to have an MF experience. Generally, the more sophisticated and intellectual women are able to induce these feelings within a guy. A women who is in touch with her own sexuality and is secure with who she is as a person. Confidence is a big turn-on for a guy and a slight amount of female bitchiness is always fun and exciting because it presents a guy with a challenge. The bitchy nature, though, should be more like a blanket that a woman wraps over an otherwise loving, warm, caring and affectionate personality.
I have tried in the past to reduce MF into a formula but all of my precious attempts have failed miserably. Generally, though, I'll know within five minutes after meeting a woman whether or not she is going to give me MF. Once the spark ignites the flame, the ebb and flow that follows is completely natural and impossible to resist.
After countless dates and after countless moments of holding a girl's hand in my own while smiling warmly at her and gazing into her eyes, I've learned that one of the vital and most important components for experiencing MF is to allow yourself to resonate your internal feelings and passions while on a date. No guy should ever be afraid to let a woman know his internal needs for physical pleasure. Don't hide the fact that you are a sexual being by nature -- instead, learn to focus on those feelings and capitalize on the positive emotions that it generates within you. Radiate those feelings towards a woman and allow her to reciprocate in her own unique way. One of the most precious aspects of MF is that the feeling is as diverse as it is powerful. The MF that one woman gives you may be slightly different than that of another woman -- but the intensity and passion that the moment brings with it is always exhilarating.
I'll offer these general guidelines for guys who are interested in experiencing MF:
1. Go on a lot of dates.
Rejection is a part of dating and should never be viewed as a personal thing. One of the best viewpoints towards rejection that I have heard is this: "When a girl rejects me, she's saving me time by letting me know her taste in men is sub-par." No matter how bad the date becomes, always remember that you are the man and you have a lot to offer a woman. Repeat to yourself every day, "I am the shit!" until the thought becomes second nature to you. Learn to fill your soul with positive traits and let those women who are completely clueless towards dating save you time by rejecting you occasionally. They're not weeding you out, they're weeding themselves out -- so if she rejects you, thank her!
2. Don't be afraid to be passionate.
Life is short. Our time on this world only dwindles away with each passing day. Learn to live for the moment and to embrace your internal emotions. Learn to accept your sexual desires as a healthy thing. You don't want to be crass towards a woman, but you also shouldn't feel intimidated by them. Remember, women are here for you and to pleasure you. If she's not willing to let you approach her on a deeper level or to share more intimate feelings, she's probably too shallow and superficial to waste your time on dating.
3. Don't be afraid to act on your impulses.
If she's beautiful and you feel like hugging her then hug her. If you want to kiss her on the cheek and slowly whisper in her ear how beautiful she is, then do it. Don't worry about dating guides or what the PUA community thinks. There is only one rule -- be confident in your abilities and actions. Convey to a woman that you are the walking personification of the best sex she will ever have -- without ever really doing something advertly sexual. Women love to be seduced -- but many of them can only be seduced in certain ways. Learn to communicate first with her and learn her desires and passions. What makes her tick? What makes her happy and secure? Project your warmth and passion towards her.
4. Light physical contact is generally always good.
Don't sit far away from her. Don't cross your arms or legs. You want to remain OPEN towards her. Sitting cross armed across the table from her while staring at the bar is not a good way to project confidence and warmth. Bring your chair next to hers and do something with her that sets you apart from other guys that have approached her in the past. Steal a kiss on her cheek if the mood seems right. The worst thing that could happen is a slap in the face or a rejection -- so what?
5. Learn to listen
Many guys talk too much during a date. You should focus more on listening to what she is saying. However, listening is not done with just your ears. A woman communicates with 25% words and 75% body language. Re-read that last sentence -- women primarily use body language for communication. Learn to become receptive towards her body language. What is she saying? Is she sitting cross-armed or turned away from you (disinterest) or is she sitting towards you with her body open (interest)? Learn to communicate back to a woman by using the same language. Confidence is not displayed with words. Confidence is 100% in how you carry yourself and how you act / respond towards a woman. Make sure you recognize that fact because it is very important!
To be continued ...
Wednesday, February 14
What Exactly is that "Magic Feeling?"
Before I dive into this addition to my blog, let me give my readers fair warning -- some of the content is of a strong sexual nature and includes some strong language. If this gives you pause, please divert your eyes away from this posting and proceed to another one of my "more tame" entries. Again -- THIS ADDITION TO MY BLOG WILL BE INTENSE (R-rated, adults only -- leave your kid at the front door, etc.)
Let's proceed ...
I have asked myself on numerous occasions what exactly creates a "magical feeling" when dating or when one is inside a relationship. What do I mean by "magical feeling?" It is my sincere belief that this feeling is a universal experience that is shared by everyone at some time or another. I will elaborate on this feeling based on my own observations and experiences in the hopes that you, as my most loyal and trusted reader, will be able to personally emphasize with my definition.
First, I consider myself to be a passionate person. If I feel strongly towards someone, I will not hesitate to give them every last ounce of passion within my heart -- I want them to experience every last drip and drop of my sexual energy. I want a woman to feel like a woman in ways that she has never experienced before. In return, I want to allow myself the opportunity to feel like a man with her -- I want her to give me her heart and soul in ways that cause our sexual encounters to create real energy and excitement.
That "magic feeling" is often an elusive one. As a guy, I can go on date after date with a woman and never encounter that "magical feeling" (for the rest of this article, we will refer to this as simply MF). However, when I am able to share in this most amazing experience with another woman, it is something that transcends mere physical sex or emotional bonds -- it is something that begins on the most primal level and quickly spreads up into the spiritual realm. I am not a religious person, but I am a spiritual being -- I do believe in a god. I have seen the face of god and I have felt the hand of god through many various methods -- drugs, love, sex, women, etc. From the cornucopia of ways in which to raise to this level of awareness, MF is definitely the most vibrant, exhilarating and diverse way of doing so.
So what is MF? Once, I was on a date with a girl where little was said between the two of us. However, we spent a great deal of time looking deep into each other's eyes while discussing the most rudimentary of topics. The amazing thing was that she was able to complete a sentence that I would begin and, in return, I was able to answer questions that she hadn't even begun to ask. It was an effortless motion of ying and yang -- I would tease her a little sexually, she would proceed to do the same through subtle gestures and calculated body language. However, in the end, we developed a bond that was based on the sexual (we really wanted each other) while reaching up to the spiritual (we really wanted to KNOW each other). That, in my eyes, is the most beautiful aspect of a male / female relationship.
After drinking a few beers and saying more with deep stares than small words, we went outside to my car after closing and continued that magical stare. The only way to explain that "stare" is by pure analogy. Through her eyes, I knew that she wanted me and she knew that I wanted her. We got back to my car, still at a loss for words but deeply embraced by that MF. I pushed her against my car and kissed her softly on her lips. I wanted nothing more than to push my soul across hers by using the motion and pressure of my lips against hers. I wanted her to feel my deepest passions and my animal-deep instincts for love. I wanted to make her feel like she was being fucked and ravaged like an animal by the use of only small, calculated kisses that became deeper and deeper.
I grabbed both of her hands in each of mine and interlocked our fingers while softly moaning into her lips through my own. With my eyes shut, I continued to kiss her until I gently opened my eyes and saw that "look" in her face. I knew at that moment that I had pushed her to the point where I could have done anything to her without resistance. I could have fucked her right there in the parking lot -- she would have let me do anything to her.
Now, I need to take a step back for a moment and try to articulate this feeling. I do believe that there are elements of love that supersede the sum of its parts (i.e. chemical reactions in the brain). As I said earlier, we are all spiritual beings inside of physical bodies -- trying to find our place within a turbulent and chaotic world. The nice thing about MF is that, for a few hours, the only thing that exists in two people's worlds are happiness, purity, instinctiveness and vibrant sexual energy. MF pushes a person to want to give someone else an experience greater than what is possible in our normally long, dreary lives. It is a chance to relive the moments in the most romantic plays, the most sensual poems and the most beautiful works of art.
To be continued ...
Let's proceed ...
I have asked myself on numerous occasions what exactly creates a "magical feeling" when dating or when one is inside a relationship. What do I mean by "magical feeling?" It is my sincere belief that this feeling is a universal experience that is shared by everyone at some time or another. I will elaborate on this feeling based on my own observations and experiences in the hopes that you, as my most loyal and trusted reader, will be able to personally emphasize with my definition.
First, I consider myself to be a passionate person. If I feel strongly towards someone, I will not hesitate to give them every last ounce of passion within my heart -- I want them to experience every last drip and drop of my sexual energy. I want a woman to feel like a woman in ways that she has never experienced before. In return, I want to allow myself the opportunity to feel like a man with her -- I want her to give me her heart and soul in ways that cause our sexual encounters to create real energy and excitement.
That "magic feeling" is often an elusive one. As a guy, I can go on date after date with a woman and never encounter that "magical feeling" (for the rest of this article, we will refer to this as simply MF). However, when I am able to share in this most amazing experience with another woman, it is something that transcends mere physical sex or emotional bonds -- it is something that begins on the most primal level and quickly spreads up into the spiritual realm. I am not a religious person, but I am a spiritual being -- I do believe in a god. I have seen the face of god and I have felt the hand of god through many various methods -- drugs, love, sex, women, etc. From the cornucopia of ways in which to raise to this level of awareness, MF is definitely the most vibrant, exhilarating and diverse way of doing so.
So what is MF? Once, I was on a date with a girl where little was said between the two of us. However, we spent a great deal of time looking deep into each other's eyes while discussing the most rudimentary of topics. The amazing thing was that she was able to complete a sentence that I would begin and, in return, I was able to answer questions that she hadn't even begun to ask. It was an effortless motion of ying and yang -- I would tease her a little sexually, she would proceed to do the same through subtle gestures and calculated body language. However, in the end, we developed a bond that was based on the sexual (we really wanted each other) while reaching up to the spiritual (we really wanted to KNOW each other). That, in my eyes, is the most beautiful aspect of a male / female relationship.
After drinking a few beers and saying more with deep stares than small words, we went outside to my car after closing and continued that magical stare. The only way to explain that "stare" is by pure analogy. Through her eyes, I knew that she wanted me and she knew that I wanted her. We got back to my car, still at a loss for words but deeply embraced by that MF. I pushed her against my car and kissed her softly on her lips. I wanted nothing more than to push my soul across hers by using the motion and pressure of my lips against hers. I wanted her to feel my deepest passions and my animal-deep instincts for love. I wanted to make her feel like she was being fucked and ravaged like an animal by the use of only small, calculated kisses that became deeper and deeper.
I grabbed both of her hands in each of mine and interlocked our fingers while softly moaning into her lips through my own. With my eyes shut, I continued to kiss her until I gently opened my eyes and saw that "look" in her face. I knew at that moment that I had pushed her to the point where I could have done anything to her without resistance. I could have fucked her right there in the parking lot -- she would have let me do anything to her.
Now, I need to take a step back for a moment and try to articulate this feeling. I do believe that there are elements of love that supersede the sum of its parts (i.e. chemical reactions in the brain). As I said earlier, we are all spiritual beings inside of physical bodies -- trying to find our place within a turbulent and chaotic world. The nice thing about MF is that, for a few hours, the only thing that exists in two people's worlds are happiness, purity, instinctiveness and vibrant sexual energy. MF pushes a person to want to give someone else an experience greater than what is possible in our normally long, dreary lives. It is a chance to relive the moments in the most romantic plays, the most sensual poems and the most beautiful works of art.
To be continued ...
Tuesday, February 13
Saint Valentine's Day Givith what Love already Takith Away
Oh what a great day -- February 14. It is a day when young and old lovers alike can relish in spending time together while cuddling, opening up candy boxes to feed each other chocolate, going to nice downtown restaurants to share a $100 bottle of wine and a delicious ....
Woah , wait a minute -- I'm single! The only thing I'll be opening is the weekly sales journal at work while getting ample loving from my boss. Yes, the kind of love that only screaming, "get twice the work done in half the time or you're fired!" can convey. After a long day at the office, I won't come home to a hot, naked and horny woman ready to rip off my clothes while candles drip wax and Sade softly plays on the stereo -- no, I'll come home to NO ONE.
You may be thinking that I sound disgruntled towards the holiday. Not at all! I've resolved myself to enjoy Valentine's Day more so than I ever have in the past! I don't have to worry about getting a $4.00 card with cute pictures of red things and purchasing a dozen roses that would end up dead before the week's end anyway -- all to prove my love to someone? That's bullshit! If I really loved someone, I'd make them feel like that EVERY day. How many guys are going to go back to being unthoughtful, ball-scratching assholes on February 15?
No, Valentine's Day is going to be AWESOME tomorrow. I'm going to go out, drink with my friends and spend the entire night walking up to single women and telling them how beautiful they are. I'm going to spread warmth, love and happiness throughout the room and steal kisses on unsuspecting girl's cheeks because if there is ever a day to get away with it, tomorrow is that day!
Damn, it feels GREAT to be single! I have the whole world on my plate and I can do ANYTHING I want without some nagging bitch complaining about where our relationship is headed. I can kiss anyone I want, anywhere I want and do it with intense passion and deep love -- not love for relationships, but to celebrate the best attributes of love in general. Hell, I'll even drive all the way up to Baltimore and kiss my mom and give her the dozen roses! She's the only female that has been in my life since day #1, so why not show her how much I love her for that?
I'm so excited about tomorrow! At first I was a little melancholy about being single -- until I realized that being single has so many benefits. My goal is to kiss ten women tomorrow night -- no phone numbers, no fucking, no long-term bullshit. I'm going to make ten single women feel on top of the world and show that cupid that the best love is free love!
And for all the guys out there who will be celebrating with their girlfriend of X years -- hey, more power to you! Sorry your night will cost $200 and mine will cost $50!
I LOVE VALENTINE'S DAY! I LOVE BEING SINGLE! I LOVE WOMEN! I LOVE ME!
I LOVE IT ALL!
Monday, February 12
Bachelor Party in Colorado!
My best friend Aaron, who I have known for twenty years, is getting married August 3. I have been asked to be one of the grooms men in his wedding and happily accepted. Aaron is going to marry a beautiful woman named Jenn who is a school teacher. They are both great for each other and I'm excited for both of them. Aaron is now officially retiring from the bachelor "rat race" and chaotic dating world -- lucky him!
We tried to decide between various places for a Bachelor party. Among the top choices were Amsterdam, Vegas, New Orleans, Vancouver, Colorado and perhaps one of the various Carribean islands. Since a dozen or so guys are going to be attending the party from all over the country, it would have been too difficult to make Amsterdam happen, so that was crossed off the list.
Sin City (Las Vegas, NV) was a natural second runner-up choice, but that's something that everyone has done before and we wanted to try something new. Besides, I am now able to get out to Vegas about 3 or 4 times a year, so there isn't any great need to do it again in June.
We went through the rest of the choices and finally decided that Colorado would be an exciting and fresh experience for everyone. We are flying into Colorado on Thursday, June 7 and staying at the downtown Marriott. The plan is to grab a few cocktails and drinks and get everyone oriented and ready for the big day on Friday.
On Friday, we're traveling one and a half hours to the whitewater rafting site located on the Royal Gorge (which is one of the country's best rivers for whitewater rafting). We'll spend 8 hours in a guided class and then go down 4/5'ths of the rapids on the Royal Gorge. Lunch will be provided for everyone and cold beers will be waiting for us once we kick that river's ass (or the river kicks our ass).
Saturday we'll take horses out and ride them through some mountain trails (please, no Brokeback Mountain jokes!) Once we get back, we'll check out the Denver nightlife downtown and hit a few bars and eventually find the upscale strip joints. I want to see some Colorado boobies!
Sunday is recovery day which will include a group breakfast and then some hugs and beers before the team splits up and heads back home.
Southwest fares are extremely inexpensive at only $99 each way flying out of Baltimore (BWI) and into Denver Colorado. While I'm out there, I'm going to try and find some local contacts to help me put Denver on the map for Zooplee (Zooplee is the name of my travel site that will be partially online in the early summer).
I'll make sure to take plenty of pictures of the trip and post my experiences with whitewater rafting (which should be quite interesting, since I've never gone rafting before -- especially not level 5 rivers). The horse trails will be a lot of fun because I love riding.
Colorado look out -- here we come!!!
We tried to decide between various places for a Bachelor party. Among the top choices were Amsterdam, Vegas, New Orleans, Vancouver, Colorado and perhaps one of the various Carribean islands. Since a dozen or so guys are going to be attending the party from all over the country, it would have been too difficult to make Amsterdam happen, so that was crossed off the list.
Sin City (Las Vegas, NV) was a natural second runner-up choice, but that's something that everyone has done before and we wanted to try something new. Besides, I am now able to get out to Vegas about 3 or 4 times a year, so there isn't any great need to do it again in June.
We went through the rest of the choices and finally decided that Colorado would be an exciting and fresh experience for everyone. We are flying into Colorado on Thursday, June 7 and staying at the downtown Marriott. The plan is to grab a few cocktails and drinks and get everyone oriented and ready for the big day on Friday.
On Friday, we're traveling one and a half hours to the whitewater rafting site located on the Royal Gorge (which is one of the country's best rivers for whitewater rafting). We'll spend 8 hours in a guided class and then go down 4/5'ths of the rapids on the Royal Gorge. Lunch will be provided for everyone and cold beers will be waiting for us once we kick that river's ass (or the river kicks our ass).
Saturday we'll take horses out and ride them through some mountain trails (please, no Brokeback Mountain jokes!) Once we get back, we'll check out the Denver nightlife downtown and hit a few bars and eventually find the upscale strip joints. I want to see some Colorado boobies!
Sunday is recovery day which will include a group breakfast and then some hugs and beers before the team splits up and heads back home.
Southwest fares are extremely inexpensive at only $99 each way flying out of Baltimore (BWI) and into Denver Colorado. While I'm out there, I'm going to try and find some local contacts to help me put Denver on the map for Zooplee (Zooplee is the name of my travel site that will be partially online in the early summer).
I'll make sure to take plenty of pictures of the trip and post my experiences with whitewater rafting (which should be quite interesting, since I've never gone rafting before -- especially not level 5 rivers). The horse trails will be a lot of fun because I love riding.
Colorado look out -- here we come!!!
The Beginning of a Long and Winding Road
This is officially my first blog post using blogger -- but definitely not my first blog. It seems that many people have a blog that they maintain and keep current on a daily basis, so I may as well contribute my thoughts and observations about the world.
Since this is my introductory post, I'll tell you a little about myself. I recently turned 30 years old in December. I am a guy that lives in Baltimore, MD. I have always been passionate about life, traveling and exploring new places, meeting new people and learning something new. I'm in the process of designing a large web site that focuses on travel. The site will hold a large database that ranks various bars and clubs throughout the world. It is a very ambitious project, but I'm having a blast getting the structure together and slowly building the foundation for it. I've met a lot of amazing people in my travels and I'd like to work with them in the future as a team so that we can offer an exciting and educational experience for the 20 and 30-something crowd.
I am an IS Director for a major beer distributor during the day. It is a great job that has allowed me the opportunity to not only learn more about social networking, but also to enjoy FREE BEER! (Who could EVER pass up anything that is free -- much less free beer?)
This blog will serve as a place to post my adventures in traveling, dating, sex, etc. Hopefully it gives an inside look at the thoughts and feelings of a man who has just crossed into his 30's.
I hope that all of you can take something interesting away from my blog and, in the process, learn something new about the world. My strongest areas of expertise are finance, economic theory, business and basic law (I'm studying for LSAT exams so I can get into a nice law school within the next two years -- scary stuff!). Of course, I've always been good at computers but I'm trying to get away from that line of work.
Alright, enough of that! This is my first post -- the juicy, exciting stuff will follow soon enough!
Since this is my introductory post, I'll tell you a little about myself. I recently turned 30 years old in December. I am a guy that lives in Baltimore, MD. I have always been passionate about life, traveling and exploring new places, meeting new people and learning something new. I'm in the process of designing a large web site that focuses on travel. The site will hold a large database that ranks various bars and clubs throughout the world. It is a very ambitious project, but I'm having a blast getting the structure together and slowly building the foundation for it. I've met a lot of amazing people in my travels and I'd like to work with them in the future as a team so that we can offer an exciting and educational experience for the 20 and 30-something crowd.
I am an IS Director for a major beer distributor during the day. It is a great job that has allowed me the opportunity to not only learn more about social networking, but also to enjoy FREE BEER! (Who could EVER pass up anything that is free -- much less free beer?)
This blog will serve as a place to post my adventures in traveling, dating, sex, etc. Hopefully it gives an inside look at the thoughts and feelings of a man who has just crossed into his 30's.
I hope that all of you can take something interesting away from my blog and, in the process, learn something new about the world. My strongest areas of expertise are finance, economic theory, business and basic law (I'm studying for LSAT exams so I can get into a nice law school within the next two years -- scary stuff!). Of course, I've always been good at computers but I'm trying to get away from that line of work.
Alright, enough of that! This is my first post -- the juicy, exciting stuff will follow soon enough!
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