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EROTIC WORDS>BrainDiary2: The continuation of the connection

MAN

I’m in the bed, thinking

Looking at the ceiling

I see her, dancing gracefully

My friend, but now, she’s MY FRIEND

Can’t get her out of my mind

Our connection…is getting stronger




WOMAN

I wonder what he’s doing….thinking

Can’t get him out of my…head

When we merge, the memory can’t escape me

My body was aching for him…I didn’t know




MAN

Passing her desk, my heart races, memories of our nights
make me stop

I can’t help myself, looking into her eyes, our knowing
secret, Ideas are popping up…at the job

Where can I take her? I’m so feeling to be inside of
softness



WOMAN

Seeing him, is different…after he touched me

I wanna rub him as he walks past my desk

my thinking makes me like a juicy mango

there must be a place….

A special spot, cuddle spot




MAN AND WOMAN

We did the unthinkable…after finding a barren, dark room

The room was the center of our silent scream cinema

It felt good and felt scary….her on me/ him on me,
in the twirling chair




Doing it like it’s the last time ever

The sound of our muffled breaths and slippery bodies,
scream out of the stillness

Then, there’s release….






2 of 5 poems in a series from my book "The ScreamBed Chronicles: The last days of playas & other insecure men". This is my first Poetrama (my made up word comprising a poorly synthesized version of poetry and drama depicting a "semi-fictional" love affair nearly a decade ago.




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EROTIC WORDS>BrainDiary1: Danger and the Platonic People

Nearly a decade ago, I wrote five erotically charged poems that were set in a work place where a man and woman evolve from being random friends to lovers. After writing the first piece (the one below), I read it to a mostly female audience, the response was so great that I was inspired to write a sequel to it. Of course, the audience loved the sequel even more and wanted more. I then wrote another piece and another and so forth. Although I wrote a new poem for the series every week to keep the anticipation of the story high, I had the complete story and how it was going to turn out, completely 'written' in my head from the beginning. I was inspired by R. Kelly's "Trapped in The Closet" series and decided to keep it cohesive, with a few surprises thrown in. 




The main story line was inspired by real and surreal events nearly a decade ago. It's up to you to figure out which events were true and which were invented. When reading the poetry, I utilized a lady friend who read her parts with such passion and intensity that our readings of the series sparked questions of "was he talking about him and her?"







MAN

I have a friend, a most delightful 1 year friend

We hang out in bookstores, cafes and the occasional concert

We’re both independently unattached

But lately, I’ve been feeling….




WOMAN

He’s such a cool guy, we hang out

Maybe I’m like “one of the guys” to him

I never have to worry about him hitting on me

In the beginning, I wondered if he might be gay

That notion went up in flames, when….




MAN

Something is itching me, deep in my mind

About this woman, she wore something the other day

That caught my manhood

This anxious feeling rose to the surface




WOMAN

He gave me his major eyes

After seeing me in my…fitting mini and heels

I felt funny, and I had a heavy inside smile

I wonder what he…




MAN

People already think that we’re bound together

It’s how close we stand in the public space

Sometimes I catch her eyes, looking down

Anxious energy, center on my piece

Sizing her at the rear, the front, I feel light




WOMAN

Think I’ll position myself, for a show

I feel a little anxious, thinking about his energy

Feelings can destroy a beautiful thing

If it’s so good I’ll want more

Conflict of the highest




MAN

She’s serving me her specialty, my friend

Possibilities of the evening creep into a hungry mind

She’s got ambiance, I’ve got nerves, that won’t calm

She’s wearing another mini, with legs screaming out for me
to caress

Hmmm….




WOMAN

My ass feels like it’s on fire, when I walk past him

Will he make a move? I smile with thoughts of him

Spreading me out, right now, with the carpet as our bed

Anxiousness is my close friend now

As I sit close…




MAN

Hornyness, replaces hunger as my friend

While gazing into her most beautiful eyes

I whisper: I want u

She smiles, now anxiety goes away with a knowing…




WOMAN

He plants a kiss near the back of my neck

I feel a rush from my toes, up my back

He’s dangerous and I feel like I want danger

Wetness is what I feel…





























MAN

I catch her luscious lips, and our tongues dance like nasty
teens

I nibble every part of her

Parts that she was unaware had those kinds of feelings




MAN AND WOMAN

We did things that the dark only knows

We felt things that our bodies and minds, can’t seem to
compare with our past

We were reborn that night

We cried and passed out

Our experience is the secret and the connection to our continued
good friendship….




1 of 5 poems in a series from my book "The ScreamBed Chronicles: The last days of playas & other insecure men". This is my first Poetrama (my made up word comprising a poorly synthesized version of poetry and drama depicting a "semi-fictional" love affair nearly a decade ago.




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10 Tips from Happily Married Men (and Sex is Not Part of the Equation)

This is a good list. It's amazing how simple us men are. What do you think?


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For Women: 9 Signs That a Guy May be Bad in Bed.

Ladies, what do you think? As a man, I have an issue with a few of the predictors. I also believe many of the predictors are common sense. What it comes down to is people either vibe or they don't. I'm sure there are many guys who have some of the 9 attributes of being bad in bed, but sex is so subjective.



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How Television Can Affect Your Brain and Motivation

I like millions of Americans grew up watching TV. Although my heaviest TV watching were during my earlier years-watching cartoons (loved Loony Tunes), Sesame Street, Electric Company and the evening sitcoms; as I got older, I enjoyed watching The Cosby Show, Martin, A Different World, Seinfeld, The Simpsons.

By this time, I was more a casual watcher than a "I gotta get home by___pm to watch this" watcher. As I became more creatively productive, I watched less TV, even to the point of not owning a TV during a few stretches. I stumbled on the book "The Four Arguments for the Elimination of Television" by Jerry Mander about 20 years ago and in it were many of the words that eloquently spoke what I'd been slowly feeling about television: that there's more to this so-called idiot box than we could imagine, something even sinister.

My stance on TV is that you don't have to throw it out, but you should at least understand it. You should read about its history, it's intended use.

Excepts from the article:

"Survey participants commonly reflect that television has somehow absorbed or sucked out their energy, leaving them depleted. They say they have more difficulty concentrating after viewing than before. In contrast, they rarely indicate such difficulty after reading."

"Mander strongly disagrees with the idea that TV is merely a window through which any perception, any argument, or reality may pass. Instead, he claims TV is inherently biased by its technology. For a variety of technical reasons, including TV’s need for sharp contrast to maintain interest, Mander explains that authoritarian-based programming is more technically interesting to viewers than democracy-based programming. War and violence may be unpleasant in real life; however, peace and cooperation make for “boring television.” And charismatic authority figures are more “interesting” on TV than are ordinary citizens debating issues."

"In a truly democratic society, one is gaining knowledge directly through one’s own experience with the world, not through the filter of an authority or what Mander calls a mediated experience. TV-dominated people ultimately accept others’ mediated version of the world rather than discovering their own version based on their own experiences.

"Robert Keeshan, who played Captain Kangaroo in the long-running children’s program, was critical of television—including so-called “good television”— in a manner rarely heard from those who work in it:When you are spending time in front of the television, you are not doing other things. The young child of three or four years is in the stage of the greatest emotional development that human beings undergo. And we only develop when we experience things, real-life things: a conversation with Mother, touching Father, going places, doing things, relating to others. This kind of experience is critical to a young child, and when the child spends thirty-five hours per week in front of the TV set, it is impossible to have the full range of real-life experience that a young child must have. Even if we had an overabundance of good television programs, it wouldn't solve the problem."

"Television is a “dream come true” for an authoritarian society. Those with the most money own most of what people see. Fear-based TV programming makes people more afraid and distrustful of one another, which is good for an authoritarian society depending on a “divide and conquer” strategy. Television isolates people so they are not joining together to govern themselves. Viewing television puts one in a brain state that makes it difficult to think critically, and it quiets and subdues a population. And spending one’s free time isolated and watching TV interferes with the connection to one’s own humanity, and thus makes it easier to accept an authority’s version of society and life."

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My Lottery Win

The dreams started when I was in my early twenties and the numbers were all in elevens...meaning that I won 110,000....11,000....110,000,000, etc. The dreams persisted for a few years until I did an art piece entitled "11even Million in Mi Sleep". The dreams stopped! I knew in some distant time I would win a huge amount and the winning dates eventually went from fuzzy to clear. 
I came up with this prayer/ meditation/ affirmation hybrid that I would repeat whenever I was driving or showering. I kept it simple, with no rambling. The words encompassed most of what I desired and they were soft demands, thank yous for things that either had not happened or just maintaining present day realities. 

Over the years I would "work out" the gift money split among family and friends in my head. I settled on giving my mom a huge amount (knowing she would spread some of the winnings out to family); keeping a sizable amount for myself and immediate family and giving a few friends some of the rest. I haven't spent a huge amount of time and money on the lottery; figuring that there was a "sick algorithm" built into the games that would not allow many major winners and that it was a "hope tax". Boy, was I ever wrong as I later found out how my three dollar "investment" turned into such a huge windfall. 

Happiness is an understatement!! I'm funking happy...hell I feel as though I've invented happiness!

Here's my plans:
Hire an attorney and accountant (referred by my family)
Will gather my mother and wife's mother in one place and present their share. 
Will set up my below 18 year old children's trust fund accounts. 
Will get my 2 grown children together and give their share. 
Pay off all of our bills.
Will give 10 special people at my job $50,000 a piece
Will jump start my band and get some rehearsal space, equipment and pay everyone a nice salary so they could quit their jobs.
Hire an architect, get a house (one that my wife and I will aesthetically agree on) designed and built wherever the hell we want to live. 

Of course this is a very basic list of what I'll be doing over the next few months as there are many things that are not listed that involves protecting me and my family and keeping the "remember me, we cool right?" folks at bay. I will write in this space chronicling my new found wealth, the highs and the lows, the arguments with my wife about furniture and home design details (I know they will be coming...;>).

Is College about Learning or Selling You Expensive Credentials?

According to many on the American left, the “elitist” is a right-wing bogeyman sustained by the mendacious organs of the actual elite — the moneyed one — and by the reactionary reflexes of an anti-intellectual public. Working-class whites, we’re told, vote in the interests of billionaires on the mistaken assumption that culture, not economics, is the main political battlefield, and that godless eggheads, not greedy businessmen, are their true class enemies. The 1-percenters bankrolling the Tea Party thereby deflect the attention of “bitter clingers” away from the wealthy and toward the clubby arrogance of the other 1 percent — the fraction of American students who graduate each year from the top tier of colleges.The eggheads make sensible targets. Over the last thirty years, the university has replaced the labor union as the most important institution, after the corporation, in American political and economic life. As union jobs have disappeared, participation in the labor force, the political system, and cultural affairs is increasingly regulated by professional guilds that require their members to spend the best years of life paying exorbitant tolls and kissing patrician rings. Whatever modest benefits accreditation offers in signaling attainment of skills, as a ranking mechanism it’s zero-sum: the result is to enrich the accreditors and to discredit those who lack equivalent credentials.Jean Baudrillard once suggested an important correction to classical Marxism: exchange value is not, as Marx had it, a distortion of a commodity’s underlying use value; use value, instead, is a fiction created by exchange value. In the same way, systems of accreditation do not assess merit; merit is a fiction created by systems of accreditation. Like the market for skin care products, the market for credentials is inexhaustible: as the bachelor’s degree becomes democratized, the master’s degree becomes mandatory for advancement. Our elaborate, expensive system of higher education is first and foremost a system of stratification, and only secondly — and very dimly — a system for imparting knowledge.The original universities in the Western world organized themselves as guilds, either of students, as in Bologna, or of masters, as in Paris. From the first, their chief mission was to produce not learning but graduates, with teaching subordinated to the process of certification — much as artisans would impose long and wasteful periods of apprenticeship, under the guise of “training,” to keep their numbers scarce and their services expensive. For the contemporary bachelor or master or doctor of this or that, as for the Ming-era scholar–bureaucrat or the medieval European guildsman, income and social position are acquired through affiliation with a cartel. Those who want to join have to pay to play, and many never recover from the entry fee.Of course, one man’s burden is another man’s opportunity. Student debt in the United States now exceeds $1 trillion. Like cigarette duties or state lotteries, debt-financed accreditation functions as a tax on the poor. But whereas sin taxes at least subsidize social spending, the “graduation tax” is doubly regressive, transferring funds from the young and poor to the old and affluent. The accreditors do well, and the creditors do even better. Student-loan asset-backed securities are far safer than their more famous cousins in the mortgage market: the government guarantees most of the liability, and, crucially, student loans cannot be erased by declaring bankruptcy. Although America’s college graduates are already late on paying nearly $300 billion in loans, they don’t have the option of walking away from these debts, even if their careers have been effectively transformed into underwater assets.As the credentialism compulsion seeps down the socioeconomic ladder, universities jack up fees and taxi drivers hire $200-an-hour SAT tutors for their children. The collective impact may be ruinous, but for individuals the outlays seem justified. As a consequence, college tuitions are nowhere near their limit; as long as access to the workforce is controlled by the bachelor’s degree, students will pay more and more. Read more at N+1

Why are Some People Atheists?

"Steve’s final words, hours earlier, were monosyllables, repeated three times.Before embarking, he’d looked at his sister Patty, then for a long time at his children, then at his life’s partner, Laurene, and then over their shoulders past them.Steve’s final words were:OH WOW. OH WOW. OH WOW." From Steve Jobs' eulogy, written by his sister Mona Simpson. Published in the New York Times. 


Comic by Matt Bors at http://mattbors.com/While during his life, Steve Jobs may have flip flopped between atheism and believing in God; he undoubtedly saw something amazing as his consciousness was leaving his body. What do you think he saw?Humanity has studied, forced on others and experienced God during most of its existence. You have the "highly rational" atheists on one side and the highly religious on the other. I fall somewhere in the spiritual end of it. While I'm not into forcing my opinion on what I think about all of this; I will slightly push my thoughts on you with this piece...because I can and if you're reading this far; you may be hooked.I am not an atheist;  but I can respect why some may be not believe in God or an afterlife: religion has been more than a little twisted throughout the times. I'm talking about all religion. If we all subscribe to much of what the religionists believe in, it means that God don't want us to dance, have much sex (not just premarital sex), women can't wear pants, some religious sects must take chances with snakes biting their asses, can't have any alcoholic drink, God must get your money (at least 10%) in order to "please" Him, etc, etc, ad nauseum. You can live right according to the religion rules, you're not making God "jealous" by worshiping Buddha statues, or crosses/ crucifixes (um, oops), you're paying your tithes, you're only singing and listening to a "joyful noise", you attend church regularly; and then you're taught about Armageddon, which frightens the collective crap out of most people. You hear about the "end of the world through fire. You read about some locusts and diseases. My kid mind would ask, what's up with the God thing? He seems bent on controlling too much of what He built in us naturally, He's jealous (which is scary when any creator of the universe is jealous, because I know how bad it could get when an old girlfriend is jealous...not good), He likes tearing up stuff, even when we're doing okay with following most of his rules... and then He ultimately can't and don't control an angel who was a part of His crew;  one who eventually starts his own realm and crew. But he only likes the really bad people on earth.It can be hard for someone with a logical mind and who's intrinsically good and tend to take responsibility for their own actions; to absorb this and believe it wholeheartedly. Someone reading this, just made a connection...that maybe religion can help assist some people in becoming atheist.  Understand that I believe that religion is great and needed. I'm not thrilled with the idea of a world totally devoid of religion. I just believe that the "truth" lies somewhere in the middle of all this. I don't see or feel God as much in a church; but see and feel Her when I'm at the beach or in the mountains. Just as hundreds of people were inspired by God when they wrote various poems, stories and those words were put together and made into the bible; I feel just as much that the words that I've sprayed out of my head and put into this blog; are inspired by God.