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About me

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Well I am a man pretty much like many other man, I worry about my penis, my health, my penis’ health. I work in one of the biggest richest cities in the world, though you wouldnt be able to tell by looking at my paycheck and bank statement. I love my partner, my parents and I love my job, despite the fact that they all are a pain sometimes.  I HAVE A SHORT ATTENTION SPAN JUST LIKE YOU. I travel, try to maintain a social network and live a balanced slightly above average life. I am influenced by what is set to influence me, perhaps not as much as other people but thats because Masopher is in my life reminding me of his superiority, reminding me that no matter what I have or get, I am just me.

Some people say I am smart, but I dont know about that. I wear glasses and I know a lot about some things but in reality I am blind and I dont know much about anything. I might look smart or even sometimes sound smart but I know enough to know that I am not smart. Einstein was smart, Carl Jung was smart, Thomas Edison was smart, Kissinger was smart, lots of people living now are smart. I on the other hand, I am just a (perhaps) slightly above average guy, too stupid to realize how out of depth he sometimes gets.

And this is not humility either. Average people are not humble. I am not humble and neither are you. Both you and I labor under the delusion that everyone else is just a little stupider than we are. Thats probably another reason that people even accuse me of being smart, so they can feel privaledged to talk to someone smart. Sorry folks, you are just talking to another average numbskull like yourself.

Who doesnt?

Who doesnt?

But even though I am a numbskull I am trying to better myself, and I hope you are too. Bettering ourselves is what we do very well in my opinion. And I dont mean just because I came from humble beginnings and now live in a not as humble place and plan to move up to a not humble at all place in life. That part is nice but you and I only have 100 years or less to get that trivial peice of activity out of the way. I actually mean bettering myself by making sure that my kids will be one day born with a better start than I had. And I am not talking just about running water and consistent electricity (something I wasnt born with) and I am not talking about a big screen tv trips around the world and a view onto some monument  (something that I achieved). I am talking about mental and genetic things that I dont have. I hope that they are smarter, more driven and better able to understand themselves and their world. I hope that they are just a little less average than I am.

So you see, I am pretty much like you though you might not know it now, but I think you do.

Posted in People at September 9th, 2008. No Comments / Email This Post Email This Post .

A bit more on Lesbians and why the sky is blue

Dont be hasty young one.

Dont be hasty young one.

Fangorn once told Masopher who in turn told me: do not say anything, unless it is worth taking a long time to say, and to listen to. That attitude works well for ents and the like but not for demons or analysts that occasionally blog. Masopher prefers getting paid by the hour for explaining the universe and is quite unaffordable and as me, well unfortunately I don’t live for centuries, so a simple quick approximation will have to do.

I may say; the sky is blue. But the sky isn’t blue is it? The sky is sometimes red, sometimes grey, sometimes black and in parts of the Caribbean a lovely azure. In Scandinavia the night sky is like sometimes like a rainbow. It doesn’t stop me from saying the sky is blue and it doesn’t stop me from being right. There might be instances, many instances in fact where what I say can be proven wrong but for the sake of making a point, I can’t take that into consideration. If I did not ignore exceptions to the rule it would take a lifetime to say anything and Masopher wouldn’t have me to hang out with.

Exceptions to the rule do not make an argument invalid in fact every good statistician know that outliers crop up and when they do, one rejects them not because they are not important but because it would be an Entish-ly long feat to explain why there are so many different coloured skies or why there are superficially minded lesbians and why “metrosexuality” is a modern fantasy. Masopher would tell you straight away that the sky has no colour and it is all an illusion, but he says that about everything.

On the subject of Lesbians? I confess from the onset and it is no secret that I know very little about them. The ‘petite femme’ with the fun blog knows more about dyke-dom than I, no doubt and perhaps more about a great deal more. But I talk to a demon who has lived for thousands of years and chatted with guys and gals who were alive long before homosexuality went out of fashion: Masopher knows what he is saying.

Posted in People at August 6th, 2008. No Comments / Email This Post Email This Post .

My First Lesbian Kiss

I saw it tonight. My first real lesbian kiss. I am not talking about the lustfull lipsticked inhaling of a well made porn or the utterly implausible snogging of a pair of women you have dared or paid to kiss; I am talking about the shy little pecks and giddy little smooch of two bonefied women who develop love and romantic feeling for other women.

Sadly I was not as turned on about it as I usually am for the former ones. It was sweet, but I felt as embarrased about it as the two sapphic lovers did exchanging such overt signs of affection in public. The lesbian is a rare breed of homosexual it seems, unlike their gay counterparts who beat the public over the head with their lifestyle choice the sisters prefer to keep their activities in the bedroom (what a novel idea!).

As I watched the two dykes tentativly hug and stare into each others eyes I reflect on something Masopher pointed out: Looking sexy and hot is only something people do for guys.

Over on the other platform, hetrosexual couple: its the weekend so the guy looks like a crumpled report and teh girl thoroughly outclasses him. In fact almost no guy including myself can account for much except the obviously gay chaps making a fuss about some designer that no regular guy will ever hear about.
I kiss gurlz

Back to the dykes…no Jenna Jameson there, just regular girls who just maybe with a lot of excercise and makeup might be worth looking at. Their adoring attitude towards each other was the only thing that would make a guy look twice at them, probly just to make sure one wasnt just an effeminate (but straight) guy.

Guys look good, for the boss(most likely a guy) girls look good for their men. gay men look good for their boyfriends but straight guys and gay girls….they dont mind wearing crap or nor shaving when around the object of their affection. The ONLY reason anybody dresses up, is to impress a man!

So yeah, my first lesbian kiss. Not everything I had hoped for but first times tend not to be. Maybe you’ve had a better experience?

Posted in People at August 2nd, 2008. 2 Comments / Email This Post Email This Post .

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