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Profane limited Sublime thoughts

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Our existence is modulated by the tangible barriers of the profane cultural media in which we exist. As much as our desires go beyond the capacity of our conceptions, let alone our deeds, they are the goading reminders to us that we belong to more than this profane plane of linear options. There are dimensional planes that frequently intersect the plane of this channel on which we act, and those planes are of dimensional conceptions unattached to having any relation for how we get-a-long in this plane. We might as well be in a holding area no better than a corral of one of the slaughterhouses. Our 'slaughterhouse' is a caste of witting or unwitting consciousness. In that slaughterhouse corral we exist within our self-programmed matrix of ideas and aesthetics that comprise our life operating system. It's as much a comfort zone of our conditioned fetishes that provide some transactional coherence for us within our milieu as it is that ultimate caste holding corral of aggregat
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As if the thrill of lust could be forever

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It possibly is, but I'll take this proposal scenario as 'An offer I couldn't refuse'  A partner is more like this dance partner , good for the song and dance; when it's over, it's over. Even for her, it's a transitional moment, " I live alone and have my own car so I can travel if needed. Looking for as long as this is up hit me fast .." I'd be saying to her, any ways, "Come on down"-for doing more than that road trip. Similar to a gal from this neck-of-the-woods who cryptically uses 'Billions' as part of her handle , and she states, " I am naughty and kinky, so I can assure you, no boring times with me..". As much as she thinks 'B$' is her value, it has its plastic and margins of flexibility to extend my interests to some indefinite point. With some " their boobs are the gateway to the pink and they would love to have your cock right between them and make a bee-line right down to their hungry pussy..
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Polyamoris-Androsians-Introduction

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Inspired by this post , I have received direct and indirect solicitations to follow up with something in which others could participate. I'm sure that those solicitations wanted something in which they could engage other similarly intentioned people. Thus this blog would be a place where people could locate others near enough to them for face-to-face (and other intimate) interactions. Leave a message here, so that others could be in figurative and literal in-touch with you.. Ol' Dog 2/12/18
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Joint post: Anecdotal phenomena relevance; Lusty incitements

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Joint post: Anecdotal phenomena relevance; Lusty incitements http://bit.do/eFmvN Joint post: Anecdotal phenomena relevance; Lusty incitements PART-I Anecdotal phenomena relevance I have to smile when I hear data experts dismiss anecdotal events such as identity politics protests , or   symbolic exhibitions , and symbolic moments .  Each may be statistical outliers, but to the layperson it represents an  emotional barrier that has been penetrated. With that penetration is the  potential for others to feel, think, or do similar acts. Those acts are  harbingers for what the future can and possible will bring.. As was said  in the gospels in the Book of Matthew : the currents of the moment  reveal the potential of the forces of nature-no matter how anomalous. As the reductionist “experts” try to dissuade and allay the intuitive fears  arising from the organic, gut senses of our tabula rasa, nature-based   instincts; let WE not allow ourselves to be as dismiss
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And then there was the Daddy's girl..

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I have no father. My father died 20 years ago. It for me was very big tragedy. I very long worried because of it. Because my father was very good person. But I do not want to speak about sad. I at me am not present brothers and sisters. I am the only child in family. I never was in marriage. I have no children... Oh... You think so? As you try to put on this brave posturing... at the lake shores , as you show those parted legs, which You'd know I'd part to fill you with my lust as your appeals fall on unsympathetic ears.
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