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Franki's blog: "food for thought"

created on 10/05/2007  |  http://fubar.com/food-for-thought/b138074

Same Love...Magklemore

When I was in the third grade I thought that I was gay,
'Cause I could draw, my uncle was, and I kept my room straight.
I told my mom, tears rushing down my face
She's like "Ben you've loved girls since before pre-k, trippin' "
Yeah, I guess she had a point, didn't she?
Bunch of stereotypes all in my head.
I remember doing the math like, "Yeah, I'm good at little league"
A preconceived idea of what it all meant
For those that liked the same sex
Had the characteristics
The right wing conservatives think it's a decision
And you can be cured with some treatment and religion
Man-made rewiring of a predisposition
Playing God, aw nah here we go
America the brave still fears what we don't know
And God loves all his children, is somehow forgotten
But we paraphrase a book written thirty-five-hundred years ago
I don't know

And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
And I can't change
Even if I try
Even if I wanted to
My love
My love
My love
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm

If I was gay, I would think hip-hop hates me
Have you read the YouTube comments lately?
"Man, that's gay" gets dropped on the daily
We become so numb to what we're saying
A culture founded from oppression
Yet we don't have acceptance for 'em
Call each other faggots behind the keys of a message board
A word rooted in hate, yet our genre still ignores it
Gay is synonymous with the lesser
It's the same hate that's caused wars from religion
Gender to skin color, the complexion of your pigment
The same fight that led people to walk outs and sit ins
It's human rights for everybody, there is no difference!
Live on and be yourself
When I was at church they taught me something else
If you preach hate at the service those words aren't anointed
That holy water that you soak in has been poisoned
When everyone else is more comfortable remaining voiceless
Rather than fighting for humans that have had their rights stolen
I might not be the same, but that's not important
No freedom till we're equal, damn right I support it

(I don't know)

And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
My love
My love
My love
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm

We press play, don't press pause
Progress, march on
With the veil over our eyes
We turn our back on the cause
Till the day that my uncles can be united by law
When kids are walking 'round the hallway plagued by pain in their heart
A world so hateful some would rather die than be who they are
And a certificate on paper isn't gonna solve it all
But it's a damn good place to start
No law is gonna change us
We have to change us
Whatever God you believe in
We come from the same one
Strip away the fear
Underneath it's all the same love
About time that we raised up

And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
And I can't change
Even if I try
Even if I wanted to
My love
My love
My love
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
Love is patient
Love is kind
Love is patient
Love is kind
(I'm not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient
(I'm not crying on Sundays)
Love is kind
(I'm not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient
(I'm not crying on Sundays)
Love is kind
(I'm not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient
(I'm not crying on Sundays)
Love is kind
(I'm not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient
Love is kind

taking the time to enjoy

I have been invited to educate others in some of the things I enjoy the most. My last event was so much fun. The content was fun to do and share, Those attending were open to interaction and very supportive to my torment and turture of the girl on my table.

I am wanting to do more of this this year. Attend events as a presentor and enjoy all of the energy afterward in the dungeons.

This last event found me playing with needles, beating pretty girls, doing some cupping, pressure point play and then me somewhere in between enjoying a large amount of impact play, breast play, needles and body blows. It was fun, fun. fun!

 

It was a good time for all.

 

 

When "i" becomes "I"

purrrrrr

 

I have spent so much time and energy on my submissive side that I had forgotten how much I enjoy feeding the Dominant side. I am, after all, as much a sadist as I am a masochist.

 

I attended a party last night allowing my inner "steve" out. (big smile) I enjoyed needle play as the piercer for a change. I had the pleasure of introducing it to a few curious bottoms. More than that, I enjoyed a surprisingly aggressive scene with a heavy bottom. At the suggestion of a friend we negotiated some play and I must say was tons of fun!

To my surprise this lovely TV bottom took one hell of beating. After over an hour of flogging, clamps, CBT, paddles, crops, bare handed spanking, biting and body blows we both relaxed in the afterglow sub/top space.

Counting games, begging, the panting whispers and encouraged cries of "More please, Ma'am".....Ma'am, it had been a while since I heard such sweet words (with the exception of precious who still calls me Mistress).

 

"I" will always be "i"...i have a submissive heart and crave the pleasurable pain that makes me a masochist

but in the wake of everything

getting in touch with my inner 'steve" is more than just enjoyable, it is almost therapuetic.

 

naughty regards...xxx


Demo or not to Demo

That is the question...

 

In August there is an annual community event. There are usually around 600 people that attend this weekend all inclusive event. There will be all kinds of demos going on and lots of fun for all.

 

I have been asked to do a cell popping demo. I was pretty-gung ho about it this past December but my demo bunny is no longer in service and I am not sure I want to recruit someone new that I am unfamiliar with. I have not done any presentations on such a large scale. The most I have done a presentation for is about 40. I know, i know...there will not be all 600 in there at once, it is just a little bit unnerving for me.

 

I have to give my final answer soon so they can arrange for another demo in time. I like cell popping...dot branding...it is a lovely art form. I am just not sure I want to commit to something so large scale.

 

 

any thoughts on this out there in Fu land???

Make me

Make me fly, make me soar,
Make me sit with the angels
At Heaven’s door
Make me dance naked on the moon
Make me embrace all the stars
But in doing all this
Make me yours

Make me want, make me need,
Make me abandon my pride,
Make me plead
Make me cavort with the devil
Make me reside at his door
But in doing all this
Make me yours

Make me weep, make me irate,
Make me acknowledge your power
Make me hate
Make me curse all my weaknesses
Make me despise all my flaws
But in doing all this
Make me yours

Make me silent, make me speak,
Make me relinquish my soul
Make me weak
Make me befriend all my demons
Make me succumb to their claws
But in doing all this
Make me yours

 

 

 

http://www.leathernroses.com/poems/jennymakeme.htm

 

serving a greater need

I was in Muncie this past weekend. I had massage appointments scheduled and was hoping to get to attend a holiday function with friends later that evening. I do believe someone mentioned something about impact play and damn if that didn't sound good!!! Now that I only provide two days of availability a month for massage my schedule is usually tight. This day was going to be no exception it seemed and then it looked as if I might get away early enough to go. I was going to surprise everyone at the last minute by showing up. As I packed up my gear and readied myself I checked my messages received during my therapy sessions and had one from a dear friend wanting some reflexology and balance work. Now, I have always tried to remember that in massage I provide a service; I am not a servant. It took some great debating on my part but her case and cause was different than someone just wanting a swedish. Her needs were greater than my own needs; my needs for the company of like minds, my need for masochistic release, my needs to perhaps extract some sadistic pleasure as well. She was diagnosed with third stage lung cancer five weeks ago. Two weeks ago they removed one lung and several nodes. She had not been out since the surgery and was coming to me for comfort; for release. It only took me a couple of moments to realize that her needs were greater than my own. I had her meet me at the office and grabbed a bite to eat while I waited on her. I really should have known that I would work on her. When packing my oils I had one particular blend that refused to be left behind. It is labeled 'higher mind' and it is used for emotional needs. I had no plans to do that type of work but it would not be ignored, so I packed it. I anointed her feet and worked while she talked. I found many areas that were sensitive but not like I expected. She confessed that she almost called me back to cancel with me as she was wanting to hide at home but made herself come out anyways. I completed the first part of our therapy ashamed that I even questioned seeing her. I assisted her to her feet and began the balance and energy work while she described what all they did during the surgery. Her pale, frail body trembling as she stilled herself. The incision on her back was a long slice that went around and under her scapula leaving nerve damage. To get to her lung it required them to break a rib leaving her with muscle spasms and the feeling of constriction in her shoulder, chest and arm. I did some balance work but quickly it occurred to me that energy work was needed. As I began the blocking process and began draining it off her shoulder my hand began to curl and cramp closing up on itself; my arm drawing in. Pulling the energy down and away from her I would shake it off allowing my hand to recover to do this process over and over until my hand no longer curled. I then moved to her ribs over her breast and did the same. When I was no longer responding to the pull of energy anymore I grounded her and sent her off with blessings and my bottle of demanding oil! In the short time between work and self maintenance I began to have chest pains and cramping that had been transferred to me. It was easily taken care of but for a brief moment, I felt how she felt. By this time it was too late to visit friends and enjoy the comforts of conversation and s/m sensations. I had an early day Sunday and could not change my hours so I reminded myself that I had taken time off in December and was committed to seeing friends then.

The following day my friend called me to thank me over and over for the relief she felt and for the loss of constriction and pain in her arm and chest.

I guess in truth, i am a servant...serving a greater need than my own.

The Olive Tree

THE OLIVE TREE A confused sub came before a wise Master who adored her. She felt that to submit to him would mean she would open her heart to unbearable pain should he ever leave her. She hungered for him and needed him, but was ready to walk away in panic. The gentle Master knelt her before him and started a tale of love and devotion. As she looked up at him his arms began to widen and open like a large tree stretches its branches to the sky. At that moment the Master appeared rooted to the floor and his impressive size towered above her like a giant tree. Then he began to speak... The Olive Tree I'm here for you...now and always no matter how far time and space takes us.... Whether you walk away from me today or you stay and serve me I will not turn from you. I am as patient as time itself; I will take not from you unless you give freely and completely of yourself but I give onto you regardless-- for my love is unconditional.... Like the olive tree that can both feed you and shade you I am there seemingly eternal to your short life on this earth. If you need my fruit to feed your hunger I will give you all the fruit you need... If your skin grows dry and loses its luster, the oil from my fruit will restore it and make it glisten, When you need comfort my leaves will gently caress your face with the slightest breeze, When you need discipline my branches will correct you when the wind blows strong, If you just need my shade to protect you from the sun, my branches will shade and protect you. If you need warmth at night my fallen branches will fuel the fire to keep you warm and safe; if you need a refreshing breeze my leaves will fan you and cool you. You are my gardener. When you submit to me; you tend that which keeps me vibrant and full of life. When you kneel under me an till the soil you give breath to my roots, When you water me, my sap flows strong through me and raise my limping branches, When you soil yourself collecting fertilizer with your bare hands you strengthen me, and humble me with your devotion. Although my life will go on, life would not be the same without you. Your dedication and unconditional care for me keeps me vibrant and nurtures my very core. The sustenance and protection I give you seems little reward for your servitude. Still the gardener serves the tree from her heart and the tree gives to her heart all that he can! I am planted firmly on the ground and cannot follow you if you walk away from me.... But be assure I will survive. One hundred years later and two of your lifetimes; I will still be there waiting for you in the same spot to offer you all that I do now. Stay with me and be my gardener. You cannot get lost in me for we are complementary to each other. I am your devotion, and you give meaning to my existence. Apart we live life and survive; together we bloom eternally! .... As the Master finished his last words the sub cried herself to sleep at his feet. That night, he stood planted there like the Olive tree offering her his unconditional love and protection as she would tend to him with her devotion the next day....and everyday thereafter
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