isnt it funny how we're all in denial
we make rules and claimm their meant to be broken..
we strive for conformity and give kudos to those who are radicals, those who we believe , make the world a better place.
Madonna, einstein,obama.... the list is endless.
At first we case them mad or out of control.. but its funny how its the mad people that have formed society..
to accept, think free, open our minds, and live.
We are made to believe that we are meant to control our mind
when in the real sense we ought to let our minds control us..
To put in other words from what was originally said
our greatest feas will arise when we try to control the way our mind create.
To allow modesty and medioctricy work hand in hand with out creativity.
which in turn lets out, our fears, insecurities and self destructive tendencies..
It is obvious that the people who have shapened our world today did it at the risk of being called mad .....
and still made the difference they set out to acheive..
if you can do the same keep this in mind...
Madness and loss of control(of the mind)
are very different
First .. madness is as a result of too much control and im sure we all know what happens when something is tired of being controlled..
Second... loss of control is what has led to our world today, from the days of slavery to a black american president.
The question is are u 'mad ' enough to let your mind control you???
Friday, 17 July 2009
Thursday, 16 July 2009
W
what is it about a womans touch that screws with our minds
leads us to that place nothing else can take us
we(male & female) imajine what its like
to be with them at such an early stage in life
the guiltiest pleasure..
The feel of a womans breast or the warmth that exudes her inner most
part...
the sweetness of her tongue on ours and the heat exchanged
it takes you light years away
and brings you back anew..lol
WOMAN
To be one and not exploit its benefits is madness
for only a few are aware of the powere they posses..
leads us to that place nothing else can take us
we(male & female) imajine what its like
to be with them at such an early stage in life
the guiltiest pleasure..
The feel of a womans breast or the warmth that exudes her inner most
part...
the sweetness of her tongue on ours and the heat exchanged
it takes you light years away
and brings you back anew..lol
WOMAN
To be one and not exploit its benefits is madness
for only a few are aware of the powere they posses..
The saga I
What is it about older men that get girls so reved up??
Is it the many years of experience that make our toes curl when they kiss us, or
the fact that they know where, when and how to touch that part that sends
tingle's to your brain?
i dunno but here's my story....
I embarked on an impromt journey to calabar(party central of south south
nigeria)
for a friends birthday and was greeted with seven days of non-stop partying.
Then on the day i should have left i met this guy. Bushy haired,not to tall and
fairly drunk but well mannered amist his state. We danced, broke a glass.
Danced some more and swithced club's...
There was drama but im not gonna get to that.
We kept dancing and drinking and then a kiss. My brain (the high speed
processing unit it is) would force my body to contest , but it didnt.
For the first time in a long time it went with it..
After a couple fondling and "are you ok's"
the night ended morning came and we parted.
Some two digit hours later we met again and the loving up continued
only this time there was definatly going to be some nookie which i wasnt up for
(i developed a celibacy policy earlier in the year)
So after a round of orange juice(when you've had the oz of alcohol we hav you'd
definatly go organic) we headed for a house hotel(there was four of us).
I changed got into bed and began to beg the sandman to resume duty..Just then
mr.mr jumped into bed and we moved into make out mode.
It was so DAMN SEXY....
I couldnt belive i could be so turned on and then we just went at it .... the thing
is he was HardRock Solid.. but he didnt even try to take of my knicker..
We fell asleep and the next morning i woke up with the bigest smile on my face..
we stayed in bed for a bit. Talking, kissing,talking, him touching me, talking ,
him giving me head, arguing... and then we went back to sleep...
We got up later and he left to meet someone.... i just stayed in bed and reveled in
euphoria...
Funny story but im hooked...
Is it the many years of experience that make our toes curl when they kiss us, or
the fact that they know where, when and how to touch that part that sends
tingle's to your brain?
i dunno but here's my story....
I embarked on an impromt journey to calabar(party central of south south
nigeria)
for a friends birthday and was greeted with seven days of non-stop partying.
Then on the day i should have left i met this guy. Bushy haired,not to tall and
fairly drunk but well mannered amist his state. We danced, broke a glass.
Danced some more and swithced club's...
There was drama but im not gonna get to that.
We kept dancing and drinking and then a kiss. My brain (the high speed
processing unit it is) would force my body to contest , but it didnt.
For the first time in a long time it went with it..
After a couple fondling and "are you ok's"
the night ended morning came and we parted.
Some two digit hours later we met again and the loving up continued
only this time there was definatly going to be some nookie which i wasnt up for
(i developed a celibacy policy earlier in the year)
So after a round of orange juice(when you've had the oz of alcohol we hav you'd
definatly go organic) we headed for a house hotel(there was four of us).
I changed got into bed and began to beg the sandman to resume duty..Just then
mr.mr jumped into bed and we moved into make out mode.
It was so DAMN SEXY....
I couldnt belive i could be so turned on and then we just went at it .... the thing
is he was HardRock Solid.. but he didnt even try to take of my knicker..
We fell asleep and the next morning i woke up with the bigest smile on my face..
we stayed in bed for a bit. Talking, kissing,talking, him touching me, talking ,
him giving me head, arguing... and then we went back to sleep...
We got up later and he left to meet someone.... i just stayed in bed and reveled in
euphoria...
Funny story but im hooked...
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