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“Where beauty is worshipped for beauty's sake as a goddess, independent of and superior to morality and philosophy, the most horrible putrefaction is apt to set in. The lives of the aesthetes are the far from edifying commentary on the religion of beauty.”
Aldous Huxley quotes
“Call it "womb awe" or even "womb worship" but it's not simple envy. I don't remember even wanting to be a woman. But each of the three times I have been present at the birth of one of my children, I have been overwhelmed by a sense of reverence... It was quite suddenly, the first day of creation; the Goddess giving birth to a world... Like men since the beginning of time I wondered: What can I ever create that will equal the magnificence of this new life?”
Strider1957
Sam Keen quotes
To be in love is merely to be in a state of perceptual anesthesia - to mistake an ordinary young woman for a goddess.
H. L. Mencken
“Passion, it lies in all of us, sleeping... waiting... and though unwanted... unbidden... it will stir... open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us... guides us... passion rules us all, and we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love... the clarity of hatred... and the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion maybe we'd know some kind of peace... but we would be hollow... Empty rooms shuttered and dank. Without passion we'd be truly dead.” Joss Whedon quotes
Life without sex might be safer but it would be unbearably dull. It is the sex instinct which makes women seem beautiful, which they are once in a blue moon, and men seem wise and brave, which they never are at all. Throttle it, denaturalize it, take it away, and human existence would be reduced to the prosaic, laborious, boresome, imbecile level of life in an anthill. ~Henry Louis Mencken
There are three possible parts to a date, of which at least two must be offered: entertainment, food, and affection. It is customary to begin a series of dates with a great deal of entertainment, a moderate amount of food, and the merest suggestion of affection. As the amount of affection increases, the entertainment can be reduced proportionately. When the affection is the entertainment, we no longer call it dating. Under no circumstances can the food be omitted. ~Miss Manners' Guide to Excruciatingly Correct Behaviour
Then said a rich man, "Speak to us of Giving."
And he answered:
You give but little when you give of your possessions.
It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.
For what are your possessions but things
you keep and guard
for fear you may need them tomorrow?
And tomorrow, what shall tomorrow
bring to the over prudent dog
burying bones in the trackless sand as he follows the
pilgrims to the holy city?
And what is fear of need but need itself?
Is not dread of thirst when your well is full,
the thirst that is unquenchable?
There are those who give little
of the much which they have-
and they give it
for recognition and their hidden desire
makes their gifts unwholesome.
And there are those who have little and give it all.
These are the believers in life and the bounty of life,
and their coffer is never empty.
There are those who give with joy,
and their joy is their reward.
And there are those who give with pain,
and that pain is their baptism.
And there are those who give and know not
pain in giving, nor do they seek joy,
nor give with mindfulness of virtue:
They give as in yonder valley the myrtle
breathes its fragrance into space.
Through the hands of such as these God
speaks, and from behind their eyes
He smiles upon the earth.
It is well to give when asked, but it is
better to give unasked, through understanding:
And to the open-handed the search for
one who shall receive is joy greater than giving.
And is there aught your would withhold?
All you have shall some day be given:
Therefore give now, that the season of
giving may be yours and not your inheritors`.
You often say,"I would give, but only to the deserving."
The trees in your orchard say not so,
nor the flocks in your pasture.
They give that they may live,
for to with-hold is to perish.
Surely he who is worthy to receive his
days and nights, is worthy of all else from you.
And he who has deserved to drink from
the ocean of life deserves to fill his cup from your little stream.
And what desert greater shall there be,
than that, which lies in the courage and the
confidence, nay the charity, of receiving?
And who are you that men should rend
their bosom and unveil their pride,
that you may see their worth naked and their pride unabashed?
See first that you yourself deserve to be
a giver,and an instrument of giving.
For in truth it is life that gives unto life-
while you, who deem yourself a giver are but a witness.
And you receivers- and you are all
receivers- assume no weight of gratitude,
lest you lay a yoke upon
yourself and upon he who gives.
Rather rise together with the giver on his gifts as on wings:
For to be overmindful of your debt,is
to doubt his generosity who has the
free-hearted earth for mother,and God for father
(H)EART OF YOU
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Gratitude is a gift of Love,
flowing from our sacred heart space ~
a timely reflection of our heavenly presence on earth.
So let's consider a (k)new view,
that perhaps the heart of the earth is YOU.
here we GO ...
simply move the first to last, like this:
(H)EART to EART(H)
worlds within worlds,
micro to macro ~ Alpha and Omega ~
begining to end
~ we are connected as ONE.
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Go Gratitude!
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just imagine ...
it's simply a matter of changing views,
as Gratitude reveals (k)new worlds within YOU.
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A gratitude-heart
Is to discover on earth
A Heaven-delivered rose.
- Sri Chinmoy
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| Erotic Adventures of Dé Esse | O |
 ~<>~ He knew she was a goddess from the moment he saw the picture of her looking like a vamp so he waited patiently until she came online. There was electricity that coursed in the air through the 6000 miles away between them. From the wintry, cold reaches of northern Europe to the hot days and cold desert nights of the southwest of the American continent and back, her appeal held him in sway and the desire he attended upon her aroused her as he hoped it would and gave her the urge to control him. He thought of her as devilish, predatory and she had a hypnotic attraction for him, it was as if she was a sensual succubus, or a vampire on the prowl. He described her as a tiger or a sweet wild kitty cat there was something within her that evoked both the tenderness and the ferocity of each. It was as if she studied you with eyes that were preparing her teeth to take a bite out of a your flesh and then could care for the wound that she herself created. He envisioned her as a goddess, an intriguing, adorable creature and he desired to surrender to her. Immediately, she knew he was not a typical man because he was more interested in getting to know what she liked and disliked and how she lived in general. She thought he was just another sex starved man who would be only interested in her body not her mind, her soul or her inner life and she was surprised when he became the center of her attention. There was sweetness in his approach to her. He spoke to her as if he knew she was a wonder in the world. For years, she had hoped there would be a man who wanted to attend to her wants and needs, someone who knew she was naturally a goddess and deserved to be loved, attended to and desired. This man would know that she had an insatiable need to be awed, and he was in awe of her. It was important for her to be happy and he knew and wanted that for her. No man had ever wanted that for her. She assumed that he would be unattractive and demanded that he send pictures of himself to her. She was surprised to find that he was rakishly handsome and well hung with a noble face like Adonis with plump sexy lips and wide deep eyes set like a cat, there was an aura of intelligence, passion and adventure about him. ~<>~ Dé Esse wore a heavy satin claret red robe over black, silk, thigh high stockings that caressed her lithe, well muscled legs, she wore nothing else on her voluptuous pear shaped body. Her long black hair was upswept with clips, a few strands fell to frame her strong cheekbones. Her skin was a beautiful, glowing cinnamon brown and, under her strong brow, deep, large eyes seemed to try to escape her lovely, strongly chiseled face. She was near perfection and even her imperfections fit her. Her nose was small and tilted upward and her upper lip seemed as if it was drawn on her though her lower lip made up for that by pouting insouciantly. On her elegant feet, she wore leather stilettos with tall spiking heels that were dangerous to look and much worse to the feel when Dé Esse decided to press them into her loving slave’s flesh with force behind them. She rested upon a tufted high backed chair in front of her vanity, and through an ornate mirror she watched the reflection of her slave as he went around preparing her bath. While watching his movements, Dé Esse felt a powerful need building in her body. She needed him now. ‘Come here sweet slave’, Dé Esse purred to him in her deep, lusty voice. Her slave had just finished running her bath and was now pouring the scented body oil she loved so into the water when he heard her gentle command. His skin tingled and he felt a pulse in his cock, which began to grow hard. The sound of her voice had such a tremendous effect upon him that he began to salivate. He put down the bottle of oil gently, turned off the water just in case and immediately went to her. He was over 6 feet tall and his well defined muscles tempted her to attack him as he stood. His well hung hardness seemed to reach for her, knowing that she pulsed and quickened, needing him. She stood up and as she did he fell to his knees. Dé Esse couldn’t resist grabbing his hardness as he fell, his breathing was hard and ragged as his cock wavered up and down. He was resolutely, irredeemably hard as he settled himself on his knees, bowing to her. His rakishly handsome face was blushing from excitement while she ran her hands over his hard chest and down over his stomach. She returned to her chair and smiled mischeviously as she instructed him to lay on the bed. She would train her slave’s uncontrollable cock later, but it was his mouth that was first and foremost on her mind right now and as she placed her wetness on his face forcefully, almost suffocating him. The powerful way she placed her hips on him coupled with her musky wetness and scent almost made him explode and yet, he calmed himself by breathing deeply because he knew that his mistress would be very upset if he let go now. His Mistress wanted him to wait and he would do so for her. She ground her wet butterfly lips into his mouth and he voraciously licked and sucked her, greedily drinking her delicious ambrosia juices as his mistress held the back of his head and fiercely rode his hungry mouth. His Mistress’ clitoris was engorged with her heated blood and her sweet musky juices gushed into his mouth as she came. He missed not one drop of her precious ambrosia as she rubbed her wetness against his face with her convulsing hips. She gripped his face with her powerful thighs, growling and howling in ecstasy like a mad animal. Reaching behind her to touch him, Dé Esse found her slave’s now hot, purple cock was now covered in pre cum. It was now time for his training. Dé Esse was still insatiable and would get more from him later. ‘Now, get down on your knees’, Dé Esse commanded and her slave sprang from the bed and onto his knees. Dé Esse licked her juices from his face and mingled them with a hard, devouring kiss in her slave’s mouth. ‘I place the taste of heaven on my tongue in your mouth, precious slave, and only you deserve that taste’, she whispered in a tender voice that held power within. ‘Yes, La Goddesse, you are heaven’ came her slave’s timorous voice. He marveled at her power and adored her. She caressed her slave’s still purple, swollen and turgid cock as precum dripped from his eye. ‘Get the rope now, it’s time for your training, slave’ Dé Esse.spoke forcefully now. Her slave delayed for a moment, delighting in her touch and wishing she would just let him come. Dé Esse, in her supremity, had other plans before that would happen. Her slave repaired to the storage chest and returned with a length of rope. ‘Now down on your back, slave. It begins..’ Dé Esse said quietly. There was a flat surface, a horse, in front of the storage chest. Her slave knew to lay himself atop it and raise his arms above his head. Dé Esse began to tie his wrists in a rope handcuffs and then to attach them to the harness that was above him. She caressed her slave and spoke to him in easy tones as she tied his wrists. Her slave grew excited as he anticipated Dé Esse’s movement around him. She had gotten another length of rope and had begun to tie it around his testes and his cock had grown even more with this tension. ‘Ooohh.. my slave is so excited. And now, you will learn to control yourself.’ She purred now with a growl at the back of her throat. She stroked his turgid cock and then began to lick his testes with force and to suck them as she growled. Dé Esse then took a small whip and began to beat his testes with force. ‘Yes, La Goddesse, your slave needs to be punished. He will never harden before you say to again.’ her slave screamed and as he screamed, he came with force. Dé Esse began to lick the cum from his stomach and then laid upon him and mingling his cum in her kiss, devoured his mouth and ground her body into his. Dé Esse then left the room and returned with ice cubes, she then began to cool her slave’s testes. He was breathing hard and ragged now. ‘You WILL learn to control yourself, slave. I am now going to give you what you want and deserve.’ Dé Esse demanded. Dé Esse began to massage his ass with oil and reached nearby for an enema bag to clean him. She then rammed the spigot end into his asshole and slowly emptied the bag into his bowels. Her slave turned red and grunted loudly. His cock began to harden again now and his body was completely wet. Dé Esse rubbed his body while she sucked her teeth and hissed like a snake, she licked and sucked his nipples and body. ‘You will hold the liquid and then expel it at my command, slave’, Dé Esse ordered. ‘Yes, I will, My Goddesse. I love you, My Goddesse. Thank you, Thank you for cleansing your slave…’, her slave groaned as his cock grew harder. Dé Esse then escorted her slave by the rope to expel the liquid from the enema, when they returned she donned her strap on dildo. Dé Esse loved to strut around with her dildo on while stroking her hot pussy. She then led her slave into the bedroom, untied him and laid him on his back across the bed, all the while licking, kissing and sucking his body. Dé Esse was growing excited. She rubbed his ass hole with some oil on her fingertips, then inserted her fingers and and massaged his prostrate. Her slave moaned and groaned, this excited Dé Esse even more. She then oiled her dildo and rubbed her pussy hard with her hands and fingers. Her pussy was soaking wet now and ached so hard as it pulsed. Dé Esse then nudging the dildo in, penetrating him. As she fucked him, she stroked his hard cock and fondled his testes. She held his hips and his legs were in the air as she stroked his ass with her dildo going in and out then, pumping his ass with such ferocity, such intensity that he began to scream and then came hard and urgently. For his part, her slave loved to be fucked by Dé Esse, she knew what excited him and she had the power to give it to him. She loved fucking him, the penetration, and the force of movement excited her. She knew this slave had staying power and he hardened again to meet her need just thinking of what would come next. Dé Esse demanded that he lower his legs and lay on his back, then mounting his now swollen tool, she plunged her sopping wet pussy onto his cock, stroking up and down, fucking him so hard that he reached for her hips to stay in rhythm with her. He reached up for the hard nipples on her swaying breasts as she rose up and down on him, so overcome that he surrendered and hypnotized he rocked in rhythm with her and moaned with her. For a moment, He was her, and She was him. Oh, he loved her. Yes, he adored her. ‘Thank you, Dé Esse, my Goddess, you are everything to me.’ ‘My good slave, my precious slave, give yourself to me.’ Dé Esse screamed and convulsed as she exploded onto his cock. She then sat on his face to be milked and taking hold of his cock she began rub his stomach as she milked his still hard cock. Her slave groaned and howled into her pulsing, wet pussy as his cum shot out over his stomach.. Dé Esse soothed him and licked his cum up, then turning to face him, grinded her hips into his body as she devoured his mouth with kisses to mingle their juices once more. Kissing and petting him, she then rested upon her slave as they breathed deeply in unison and quietly listened to the beat of each other’s hearts. What a joy it was for her to rest upon him like this, thought her slave. He could rest like this forever.. ‘Now, what about my bath, precious slave’, Dé Esse laughed deeply. ‘There you go, getting yourself into trouble again…. ‘ To Be Continued… |
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ENTOPIC GRATITUDE
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Ready to create ecstatic change,
blissfully spinning into a trance-like state?
Simply focus on Gratitude.
You see ...
spirals, circles, dots and grids
are all geometric signals of a happyning shift
~ as seen by the minds eye~
entopic forms transporting us beyond the norm
to worlds of wonder, bliss, ecstasy and JOY
all present within YOU
opening through this symbol of Gratitude.
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Go Gratitude!
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Remember ~
our heavens dance in circles and spirals,
from the smallest atoms to the grandest galaxies.
So it is, too, with you as Gratitude.
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"At one time alphabets were based and related to
"shape-forms." Some of the earliest examples of linear
symbols in Europe were found in Magdalenian cave sites
(12,000-17,000 years before the present time).
There is also a skull discovered at Mezhirich in the Ukraine,
painted with tiver (red ochre) that dates from 14,000
years ago. These identifiable symbols are still
recognizable today. They include the runes, the cross,
the swastika and many religious and magical sigils.
Why the need for these symbols? You see, they were
based on the notion of entopic forms. Entopic forms are
those forms seen when the eyes are shut. Theories abound,
but one thing is clear. Neurophysiology has identified
phosphenes, geometric shapes and images
embedded in our subconscious. These are lodged
within our visual cortex and neural system. When
one's consciousness has been altered, these forms
are produced. They are universal in nature so it matters
not from what country, educational background or
supposed religious elitism one finds themselves believing
in. These entopic forms used in meditation are for
one thing only ... They were used to induce trance
to help us find our way home."
~ source: sci-forums
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