Musing

I’ve entereda new developmental phase: fantasizing about scenarios that can’t, shouldn’t, or won’t happen.

Online engagement with me, and with my blog, has diminished to next-to-nothing!

I like the image. But Trump is no Hitler. Hitler had beliefs. He’s more like Peron, or Pinochet, or Mussolini.

Reflections on the personal and psychological dimensions of oral sex and the sense of exploration and power it brings.

Fourteen years since climbing out of the wreckage, and I’ve never felt more alive—despite the limp, the pain, the aging. Death is a constant companion, sure, but so is desire, vitality, absurd good fortune, and the bittersweet weight of knowing I’m right at the peak.

A momentary lapse of reason about Serena.

Out Beyond Ideas of Wrongdoing and Rightdoing Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,There is a field. I’ll meet you there.When the soul lies down in that grass,The world is too full to talk about.Ideas, language, even the phrase each…

More porn thoughts: MetArtX, SexArt and the portrayal of masturbation and sex. More thoughts to follow. Soon.

My porn tastes, and what they do and don’t say about me.

I promise not to overwhelm you with slop. I will, though, try to use AI to help me write better, more creatively, with better reference to what I’ve written previously. If I can figure this shit out…. it should be more better.