Make-Up Sex

Make-Up Sex

I know myself.
I believe and understand
I'm effective
in what I do;
and I'm sorry...

I must have hurt you.

What can I do,
how must I change,
what adjustments can I make
to make things better
for us?

I trust
we're gonna come through
the other side of this...
Even if it means
taking time-outs
so you can feel your feelings
work through your stuff
and I can work on mine.


We don't have to process
every fuckin word or feeling

We both understand
we are co-creating.

Sometimes all it takes
is a smile, a joke, a little laughter,
a touch, a hug.
There's no need here
for us to stand around
insulting one another's intelligence
as if we're doing someone
a favor.

I would much rather give you
some space
so you can get clear;
that doesn't mean
I don't want you here.
If anything
let's trust, no matter what happens
you know I care
I know you care

I will keep attending to you
loving you
however it works best,
and I trust you in doing
the same

Nothing is static
in love.
There are
no absolutes
when it comes to all
the possibilities, potentials,
opportunities we have together,
to continue to create.

Love, like sex,
is alive
and breathing!

Forget about the old rules,
the traditions that would
hold us to something else,
when we have these
precious moments

breathing,
living

Trust is an Energy of Flow

The Buddhists have a few slogans
regarding trust:
"Don't act-out with a twist,"
and
"Drive all blame into yourself".
Such slogans recognized that
we are the creators of our
persona reality.
But trust,
I tell you, never happens over-night.

Consider...
Look into the source of things,

how one cares for one's self,
loves one's self.
You'll get some knowledge
of what's going on with trust in that.
Loving remains only an ideal
otherwise.

So many ask how it can be,
a stranger is a kinder personality
than family
and even a sometimes friend.
We're often on our best behaviors
for strangers.
We always get to trust
when things start fresh.

With family and friends
there is always a past.
There are no absolutes
no means to an end
when it comes to the flow
of trust.

It's never about a person, a personality;
it's about what a person does.
It's never about the world, or the painful politics
of arguing with reality, or
"what is".
The Universe provides an abundance...
Which is why trusting and loving
can feel so radical
and so radically opposed
to anything
one has ever known.



Trust is an energy of flow,
not force.

Why relegate someone
into confinement,
a box?
It is morally wrong.
But in a society in denial
we are all fairly good at
doing that to ourselves!
And losing faith in the process,
the journey of reality,
"what is".

There may be a possibility to look at what
is being done.
Keep your finger on the pulse
of loving yourself or someone.
Change it.

You "like" or "dislike" someone:
have you ever met anyone who is perfect?
Are you perfect, spotless,
without skeletons?

Like or dislike is that tenuous state,
quantifying, qualifying -
spinning
like dime.
Manic depression
or
total outright aggression.

Focus on the boundaries and limitations
of what's working or not working.

Focus on adjustments
or needed requirements
for change...
But don't deify.
See reality for what it is,
and do your best
not to turn a soul into a,
a devil
or victim or
a whore.

Pity Sex: Don't You Feel Sorry for "Me"?

pity sex:
don't you feel sorry for "me"?
sure, my pants
are rotting off my ass,
the teeth are fallin
outta my head...
I got a disease
I got an addiction
but I'm still cute,
ya think?

Don't have much to say,
not really accountable
for all my pain;
didn't I mention?
didn't I tell ya
whose fault it all
was?
You think I'm livin
in the past?
But somehow
I know
you got somethin good
to give.

see how my face lights up
when you believe?

la la la la
da da da
sure I'm a star
but my light burned out

and my needs...?
they ain't gettin met
didn't I tell ya?
I don't like to talk much about it
I'd rather
sink down under it
and under you

with this pill or booze
whatever you wanna do

let me get down
under ya

please?
I'm needy,

and into your skin

I'm sure you're a goddess
I'm sure it will be good
to feel the love you have to give
since I can't give it
to myself

let's get down
and under
and into each other's

skin

you show me
what this thing is
you call love
but whatever you do

don't think this will last


nothing ever lasts;
that's the world we live in
and I'm livin proof
I'm so afraid
running towards my death..
C'mon, take my hand,
we'll stop runnin and rest;
coz you know and I know
it's all shit
(and that's
my private secret).

Ka-Blah-Blah Boyfriend

Ka-Blah-Blah Boyfriend

REALLY?

Life is always a little sad when the dreams of one's favorite celebs go crashing through the floor and into a kind of hell. I mean, come on Madonna and Demi!! Did you really??? Somebody got into their ka-blah-blah a little too much. And that's a drag when you've got people like reverends coaching you to believe someone is your soul-mate. Stop that shit!

Yeah. If you wanna believe or truly feel someone is your soul-mate? I would urge you, keep to yourself. Don't even confide to him or her! Hold on to what you believe. Cherish it, and celebrate it as a private secret. WHY? Because people overcompensate for things. We also have a very human need to prove to ourselves what's real or not real. We test the hell out of everything.

Don't give your "soul-mate" that opportunity. Put your ego on the back-burner.

Keep what you believe a private secret. And if things don't work out? You might have a good reason to laugh. If you feel it's real, regardless? Get in there and fight for it.

There Are Many Kinds of Love

We human beings love to love, but perhaps we should keep our egos out of it. (Ladies, I know that's a challenge! Don't let society push you into addictive spending/enabling to keep your love alive... Just love yourself, and be loving.) I'm talking about moving out of a kind of neediness and into grace.

I think I spent most my life feeling sorry for others, taking pity on them and calling it love. All it does is create a one-way energy!

Some people call it "pity-sex". I say, don't do it. Consider the source and it's lack. Look with stern compassion into the person's face. See if you can discover the reason WHY love seems to be just "missing" its mark when it comes you. Do you feel you are accepted and loved in return?

When I think of all the faces I've seen and all the people I know, wow! Love is situation-specific. And if you love someone? It will be unique, and incomparable to any other. You see? For each person, there's going to be a different kind of love. No two loves are the same.

Therefore, just make it your aim to feel good... And be "loving" about it. Love your life. That's a great start.

Surrender is a Form of Orgasm

SURRENDER
is a form of orgasm...
(Which is why love and sex can have the same fusion, the same spiritual value.)

How Do I React When I Believe These Thoughts?

How do I react when I believe these thoughts?

I'm suspicious, and I hate it. I'm watching your body language, mostly. Words are ruthless and futile. I'm looking to see what's goin' on in your eyes. I'm looking into you.

People say they hate it, when I stare into them, stare them down... Some have told me, men especially, are shy. They don't like to be stared-down.

I don't believe any of it. I mean, men and women can be equally shy. So what?

I believe the eyes are the mirrors to the soul. I wanna look into your soul. I wanna SEE you, connecting your words and actions. And if that's not happening? I wanna know WHY. I want you to see me, too!

I know you've asked me to trust you... But it's not been in my nature to trust anyone, do you understand? Because I've been oppressed. Tyrannized; made to feel paranoid. Why should you or anyone be the exception? Especially when you're telling me I shouldn't think of you as my lover? (And you are not asking, you're telling me.) You're saying I shouldn't get excited about making "love" or call it "love"? If I believe that, then my reaction to that belief is, I think it's bullshit.

I did ask you to teach me what it was you needed, didn't I.

I understand that now; but hey! People react to things - like need. It's the reason why they can't mind their own business. I know that now. I know we can get more free, by questioning some of the things we believe.

What's ironic is, now there's a reverse kind of sexism going on in the world. I've heard about this. About, women getting out of the military, and how put-off they feel by getting involved with "civilians" - men especially. These women from the military told me all about it; how "civilian" men think things like sex and love are synonymous, when, these women are just wanting to get laid. It's easier to go to a bar, I was told. At least, people who are getting drunk in a bar know love has nothing to do with it. So if you go to a bar, it's possible to pick someone up and go home and have crazy animal sex without any consequences like "love".


Help!

How do I react when I believe these thoughts?! I cry out to God for help!!

I cry. Because it feels like this sort of thinking attempts to kill something inside of me.

I cry out to you.

It's Always Been a Soul Thing

It's Always Been a Soul Thing

I'm really happy
to be wearin' your ring;
hope you clearly get it -
with me, it's always been
a soul thing.
Each time we meet
it's a love/sex reunion;
no need for separation,
it's a spiritual communion.
There's never been anything like
loving you, and our sexual space -
but if it makes you feel better -

I'll just think of you as a "Special Case".

Love and sex are synonymous -
with me it's loving, not no fling.
Be a Man
and understand
it's always been a soul thing.
There's never been anything like
loving you, and our sexual space -
but if it makes you feel better -

I'll just think of you as a "Special Case".