Was she not beautiful enough for him?

Why is she sitting in the darkness of the night, with feelings of loss and unappreciation. She couldn't help but wonder, why he would never hold her in his arms. Why he would never kiss her lips, so tenderly, and hold her so gently.

Am I not beautiful enough?

What was it that his eyes looked for as they walked together. The facade of holding her hand as though he cared so greatly for her. When all he was doing is keeping a lease on his property. Is that why she felt that she was only there when he needed to use her. As though she were the back-up side-dish of his three course meal. There for him, but not in him?

Am I not loving enough?

Has she not sacraficed enough already? When was it her turn? Her turn to be utterly loved. To be treated as the angel that she was. From her gentle touch, the warmth of her love that radiated from her body, if he would just come close enough. Close enough to feel the warmth of her love pressed tightly to his body. Consoling and reassuring him. Reassuring him that she would never leave his side. That she would always and forever love him.

Do I not please you?

Her beating breast are there for him and him alone. All she would want is his loving caring touch. Feeling the love burts from his fingertips, all over her body. Justifying every erotic feeling that he gives her. Knowing that she would give her all, express her love to his ultimate satisfaction. But no. His eyes can't seem to rest on her face long enough for him to see. For him to see that there is nothing else on her mind, but their love and happiness. So why is it? Why is it?

Am I not a wonderful caregiver?

Do the hot delicious meals that I prepare for you, not please you? Can I put up your feet and fetch you a warm kettle of saki? Would perhaps a moment of pleasure, make you happy? Look I have cleaned the house, for your guest, so that they may know of the honorable and obeidiant woman that I am to you. Perhaps after your guest leave, you could hold me close to the fire and tell me, as you use to, how beautiful I am. How erotic I made you feel when we were first and new lovers? Or would that be taking time away from your guest?

Am I not the woman that you loved?

What has changed? Is is that my breasts aren't as firm as they use to be? Does my face not please you as it did, with the small wrinkles and the chapped lips? Is is that my body is not as it was, shapely to the point of orgasm?

Or is it that you just do not love me anymore?

Why?

What did I do?

Because I know it is my fault . . .

If your wife/lover/girlfriend/live-in partner/life partner ever asks this to you or in their hearts . . . guys you need a swift kick in the ass.

Women are here not for our entertainment. They are here for our benefit. And if you cannot see that, it is your loss, not theirs.

May U Live 2 See The Dawn

"Quoth the Raven: Nevermore."

You Are 48% American

America: You don't love it or want to leave it. But you wouldn't mind giving it an extreme make over. On the 4th of July, you'll fly a freak flag instead... And give Uncle Sam a sucker punch!

Say what you will, but that is about the best description of my patriotism.

How about you?

May U Live 2 See The Dawn

"My life is brilliant, my love is true. I saw an angel of that I'm sure."

There are so many types and so many preferences. And yet there are so many prejudices and so many myths. For the human race has never been a race to tolerant and to understand.

There are dominants and they are submissives.
There are homosexuals and they are heterosexuals.
There are bisexuals and they are transvestites.
There are cross-dressers and they are "baby" diapers.

There are so many different loves and appetites, as they are different people on the earth. The ones that are happy have embraced who they are, even if that means enduring the hatred and intolerance of those that think of such things as evil. Whether it be because they are curious, yet unsure. Or they are uneducated and fearful.

Why is it that we cannot just let people be who they are? Why is it what we are, others must be as well? Why do these people that feel the need to push upon others their "righteous" views of sex and sexual practices permeate the human race.

I am a submissive heterosexual that dresses in men's cloths. That by no means that I would judge a homosexual man, or a man that wishes to dress in women's cloths. Because no matter what a person's sexual preference is, it is not that by which they are made, it is the person inside that counts. It is who they are, and not what they do in the privacy of their bedroom or dungeon.

But will you ever get the human race to understand that? More than likely not. And I make that assumption based on the fact that the human race has not learned from past mistakes in history in a thousand other categories.

I count among my friends many different type of sexual people. Although I do not know any cross-dressers, I just might know one and just don't know it. I tend to have those kind of friends.

I guess as with most of my posts, it is the principle of tolerance and respect. Although that doesn't happen much, and I don't have much faith that it will, I leave it up to those that faith a little more faith in the human race.

May U Live 2 See The Dawn

"What's my name? Say my name bitch!" "Michelle! Michelle!"

Cast away. For what, asking a question? Making ripples in the water.

There are two sides to every issue. And if one is to look at something objectively then there must be no pretense about which side is right and which side is wrong. There must be no bias. If that is possible, mostly likely not, then the two sides must be presented so that a conclusion can be made.

"Now the serpent was more subtle than any of the beast of the field which the Lord God had made. And the he said to the woman, Yea, hath God said, Ye shall not eat of every tree of the garden?" Genesis 3:1

The serpent was a creation of God, the animal itself as well as the Devil. The use of a creation of God to deceive Eve, was ingenious. As in the perfection of the Garden of Eden, no animal brought no harm to any other or to any human. So Eve would have had no anticipation of any danger on the part of the serpent. The Bible's use of the word "subtle" was no doubt the writer's interpretation of a serpent after sin had already taken place in both man and animal.

Yet the Devil, just proposed a question. And with that question -- "Yea, hath God said, Ye shall not eat of every tree of the garden?" -- The Devil instill free thought. Yes I know that some would say what Eve did in return to the Devil . . .

"And the woman said unto the serpent, We may eat of the fruit of the trees of the garden: But of the fruit of the tree which is in the midst of the garden, God hath said, Ye shall not eat of it, neither shall ye touch it, lest ye die." Genesis 3:2,3

And why wouldn't Eve respond in such a manner. With death being a foreign concept to them, God's ultimatum was not an ideal threat. There was much fear in death, as Adam and Eve would have lived forever had they listened to God and not the serpent. But was that free will, or was it coerce into doing something asked of you, because of the consequence of not complying? Was the Devil just allowing Eve to think for herself, or was he trying to deceive her? Did God really have the best intentions for Adam and Eve, or was he just tyring to control them with threats?

"And the serpent said unto the woman, Ye shall not die: For God doth know that in the day ye eat thereof, then your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as gods, knowing good and evil." Genesis 3:4, 5

Whether or not the Devil intentionally knew that this was a lie, could somewhat be debated. As we do not know the full extent of the Devil's role as an angel in God's courts. There is speculation that he might have been a high ranking angel, but that again is speculation. But it is his intentions that draw some interest. Was his intention just to deceive Eve into leaving God, and giving him worship, as the Bible would tell you? Or was it just that he saw that Adam and Eve really weren't thinking for themselves? After all, all they knew was from the mouth of God.

But to look into the real conflict that existed between God and the Devil, we have to fast forward somewhat to the trials of Job. This is what the Bible says was the Devil's real intentions with mankind.

"There was a man in the land of Uz, whose name was Job; and that man was perfect and upright, and one that feared God, and eschewed (to avoid; shun) evil." Job 1:1

Job was perfect! Okay, although I realize that the word is not meant that he was without sin, since this was after the original sin. Still it starts out the story in Job's favor. After all the Bible was inspired by God. So there isn't going to be much credit given to the Devil.

"And the Lord said unto Satan, Hast thou considered my servant Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a perfect and an upright man, one that feareth God, and eschewed evil?" Job 1:8

So here God goes right of the bat, bragging on Job, as to how good of a man he was. Of course, God thinks that he is awesome, for God's sake he eschewes evil, for crying out loud! So, that kind of puts a damper on the Devil. How is he to respond to that? Well how do you respond when someone calls you a flake, or a jackass? Well you dish it back in kind, and with no quarter.

"Then Satan answered the Lord, and said, Doth Job fear God for nought? Hast thou not put a hedge around him, and about his house, and about all that he hath on every side? Thou hast blessed the work of his hands, and his substance is increased in the land." Job 1:9,10

So the Devil, accuses God of blessing Job because he fears God. Or, Job only fears God because of the good things that God does for him. The exact opposite play that he used on Eve. Although the principle is still the same. In Eve's case the Devil said that God was withholding something from her, for fear that she would come to the realization that there is something beyond God. That he isn't the omnipotent being that he claims to be. Whereas with Job, he argues that the fringe benefits are the reason that God gets Job's worship. Both send the connotation that God is not the perfect being, that is only looking out for our best interest, as the Bible claims him to be.

So God lets the Devil bring upon Job all that he can. The worst of the worst. To make every attempt to break Job, so that Job admits that he doesn't have faith in God. Of course, Job does not break down and denounce God, and so therefore is rewarded tenfold for his obedience.

But what is the price of a free mind? Is death the price that we must pay, to live our lives on our terms? To learn from our own mistakes, and our own thoughts? Or is it that we NEED a higher power to tell us what is best for us? And if we choose not to listen to such a being, then our penalty is death?

God is good and the Devil is evil?

It is all about what you think is worth the sacrifice. Are you willing to sell your soul for the rewards of a being that manipulates man to get them to worship him? Or are you willing to sell your soul to a being that encourages you to be who you are with no consequence?

No consequence except God trumps the Devils hand and you die anyway. Tell me what kind of God is that? Is he your God, or not?

I know that some that may read this will just say that I am manipulating the words of the Bible to fit my own perception. But isn't that what religion has been doing since the beginning of time? I don't know . . .

You tell me . . .

What would you do?

May U Live 2 See The Dawn

"And the great dragon was cast out, that old serpent, called the Devil and Satan, which deceiveth the whole world: he was cast out into the earth, and his angels were cast out with him." Revelations 12:9

So amazing how this world was made
I wonder if GOD is a woman
The gift of life astounds me to this day
I give it up for the woman
She's the constant wind that fills my sail
Ohhhhhh that woman
With her smile and her style,my
She'll protect like a child
That's a woman

Somebody might not like that.  God a woman?  Seems more in sync with a God that would lovingly care for her children.  Creation seems to have the woman's touch.  Elegant and beautiful.  Delicate and tranquil.  Even down to those creepy crawler spiders.  Take care of her, and she'll protect you like her children.

She'll put a smile upon yah face
And take you to that higher place
So don't you under estimate
The strength of a woman
The strength of a woman

Woke up this morning
I got up with the scent of a woman
Just picture if you could what life would be
Ain't much good without a woman
She can nag and be a constant pain
Ohhhh that woman
But those hips she's got me whipped
And it's just to hard to resist
What a woman

I'll be the first man to admit that.  Admit what?  Just about everything in that verse.  From the time you wake up in the morning (provided you didn't get in trouble and are downstairs on the hide-a-bed)  her scent is with you.  Now my understanding is that this scent is two-fold.  Much like animals marking territory, this scent is also detectable to all other women, with the "back off bitch!" warning.  It also provides a way home for the man, as the woman can find him and take his drunk ass home.  In all reality this scent is for the man's own protection.

Life wouldn't be much good without women.  Besides being the givers of life, I just wouldn't want to hang around a bunch of drunken frat boys all my life, with no relief in sight.  Besides the fact that some of the greatest music would never have been inspired if it weren't for a woman.  (Boy would I like to have seen the gal Marvin Gaye was talking about when he wrote "Let's Get It On".)

Yes they nag you sometimes.  You know you hate it.  Some men might pull a "Homer" and go down the local bar "and hammer some down, and come home in the mood for love".  But I am sure that we do the same to them.  We are after all two humans trying get live together.  But those hips.  Yes she's got me whipped.  No I can't resist.  (Especially now!  I can't keep getting her pregnant just to put that kind of fire in me.  Something about  a pregnant woman.  But that might best be saved for another post.)  What a woman.

Tender lips that's so so sweet
Gentle words she softly speaks
Such an angel when we need
GOD bless the ground beneath her feet
She can take you on a high
Be your comfort when you cry
But if you look into her eyes
You'll see the strength of a woman
Strength of a woman

With the same breath a woman can speak words that can melt in your mouth and not in your hand, but could also rend your heart in two.  The gift of the woman is that she speaks with her emotions.  Just as a man, most times, speak with his head (no jokes lol, the one on his shoulders), they can both be a blessing and a curse.  For somewhere along here, both man and woman need to find a balance.  And since we individually can't or won't always change, then we need to find the counterpart that balances us out.  That is why woman say that men are "insensitive" to what they feel.  Men say that women are always "bitching" at them.  He is not insensitive, some men just don't know the healthy manner in which to express them.  (Again these are generalizations, not all men are like that.)  A woman is not "bitching" at you, she is telling you how she feels, not what she thinks.  Or, to save my own ass after making that last statement, she is telling you what she thinks, with a side order of how she feels.  There is just more "mashed potatoes" on the plate, then "pork chops".

Believe me, I don't much but she can be a comfort when you cry.

Look into her eyes, and realize that this woman has changed your life from when you were just you by yourself.  You may not see the changes as women are very subtle.  But the next time you see someone, family or friend, that you haven't seen in years, and they don't recognize you, there is your proof.  And when you see that, when you look into her eyes, then you will see the . . .

Strength of a woman

 

 

May U Live 2 See The Dawn

 

"Women are like fine wine, they get better with age."