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Cloud nein emcees

*Inspired by the quote*

‘be nice to those on your way to the top, don’t believe your own hype, you never know who you are going to meet on your way back down’

Today, I rant about those who sit on cloud tufted pedestals

self righteous

Judging others they deem have morals lacking by half and a few.

A pack of dogs who bitch more than females could ever stir up in a stew.

Pre made, customised idol awards-ready to export from china-engraved names for the lot of the little who mew mew .

Talk like a woo fang man — skillz and talents

Big upped up by their mates.

Could you stand without your prop ups.

Really ? Even you?

mixed bred, British bull terriers ending the night in multiple lock jaw — fatalities .

Take you imported ciders, your low suspension alpha Romeo idea mentalities

Get back to banter.

Not discussing events or ideas but foreign people unlike your garbled, stiff upper lips , sipping pints of Bloody Sunday.

There’s a lucky clover . A rainbow that ends with a holiday in Dover.

Go back to milking your 5 minutes of arrogance

waking the neighbours in a condescending dialect.

Sounds like every other branded cattle breed that goes Moo.

Go on, size each other up and go who the fuck are you?

Uttering words about actions you could never lower yourself to do.

Dare take a peek behind you

I see an out line of X-rayed, wannabe Bruce lees

Heads fucked up with inside battles

Wasted winnings gambled on a fight with their own inner D,J. shadows-

Naive thoughts plant a flag thinking they’ve conquered the art of rhetoric kung fu

Here’s a curve ball

Bounce to lyrics of Mc masters — obey to tasting your words with Salt n Peppa.

Female goddess emcees rule .

Shag your generic Sia sheep who keep their mouths shut.

Listen to your eloquent bullshit — the stench left over makes dissidents mouths open

Writhing incredulous,

these open minded soldiers

Look on

Barely keeping down their own spew.

These boys never compromise their morals-

Make a mistake

wake up next to a Lancashire blow up Doll from last nights sexist shenanigans-

Supping the remnants of their 2 for 1 cocktails of diluted pitchers of woo woo .

Imagined a girl shouting Woo hoo.

Keep up this rhyming — dilly day and strive to look out for Hissen

Congregate in a penniless free style masonry , boy scout coven.

Listen to the cult and obey to the commandant of looking out for you Sen.

Knives ready to back stab stray wildlings of independent thought

And the balls to disagree with your collective A-(lpha) mens.

I’m standing here-

A free bird-wild and crazy.

laughing.

these dawgs gave up their wings to live in a prison

Dispair.

Injustice

Submissive Howling at the cycles of the moon-

YMCA village people — cutting verses to ward off open mouthed females — pouring out lyrics in a new shade of crimson.

They get to fly-

soar

tumble

Kiss the sky-travel to new notions on a whim.

Watch the pack follow who they think is their leader for getting one, witty joke in.

Do the hokey pokey

Turn around

Point a nicotine stained, skeletal finger ,

At the lass who refuses to stay lowkey.

Light up a roll up , Climax on giving your brethren’s token blow job.

Exhale the bullshit — macho man hype , leave the women to battle the heat in the kitchen — we know how to turn down a knob.

Don’t forget yo mama’s rule

blow to cool

let the butter melt before you take a bite of that corn on your cob.

Yellow pissheads aint never done no wrong.

Eat snow —

times up — stamina let you down with your pelvic thrusts .

Premature ejaculation interrupted your flow.

Are you still hard ?

Can you carry on ?

ladling out soft serves of ice cream .

Even the ladies trailing round the dog pound

Fake their orgasms when they scream.

It’s out of pity — you mad Heads –

Christmas is coming

wrap up warm in your knitted wu hoo woolly jumper

Don’t forget your gloves after your hump her .

Cordoned off crime scene

she’s dead behind eyes.

Just cos you got blue ball syndrome

Don’t make it right

to dig up a corpse-to pleasure your Sen with taunts.

Making out.

Yeah, making out

that

you’re perfect gentleman is easy

when you’re signed up to the inner dating necrophilia brand groupie fan website

The big issue is:

you’re a sell out.

Cry on with lies , look to the misfits

the Others to despise-

Lose the disguise.

We see through the fist bumps,

Dry stained tear streaks .—

Read between the lines — cut your teeth on kiwi limes

Hey diddle diddles!

A round of applause for the next free faller who can muster out a few riddles.

Watch out for when the clouds disperse

and you land up

back at the bottom-

ass hitting cobblestones –

Here’s a pound for a pack of Kleenex tissues to wipe away those little dribbles .

We’ve all got urban dictionary ,Grinch behaviour issues.

*for all the ladies who get a bad rap and have listen to their local men attempt to big up their own Woo (pie) Clan

Just a bit of fun 😀

And a bit of the true Wu tang

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Weeds need no moonshine

When you’r feel you’re hanging on the vine,

remember- a seed push forth a mighty sign.

You must  take the sunbeams and treasure what’s thine

Wild Kansas City  is but one destination on the sign

Take hope, light and lose the animosity ,

for inside there is no monstrosity

Get yourself  caught speeding in high  velocity.

It’s not a train smash —  no not a catastrophe.

When you’re stuck in the middle of time.

Jump off the fence ‘cos that’s doing yourself a crime.

Don’t you let commoners  think your words cannot define,

Your value , worth and dreams  are not benign

Take it from the apple tree

He allows fruit to aid in his victory .

oh don’t , hide yourself like a willow tree

Cry, but remember you have a destiny.

Everything will be fine — look up —  allow the clouds to throw some shapes.

Open  them wide , mind expand — understand the lessons from life’s true greats.

You’re already one them-slightly chipped — still most valuable of porclain plates.

Never doubt  what you can do —   take a leaf from natures golden ratio

You radiate when you guide the fates.

Lets’ lasso this  up and keep your spirit wild

Grow tall — never lose your inner child.

A silly poem  to spread to the crowd

Accept   her quirks  — light hearted ,silly sap —  never lose a day when she has smiled.

*I’m feeling less heavy hearted and more like my old self these days. I was inspired by the song ‘This little light of mine’. live, love, don’t hold as grudge. Remain true to who you are and you won’t stand alone for long.

A song a mate shared with me. Happy vibes. I defy you not to feel happy listening to this. 

 

 

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WordPress member passed away.

Apologies for  being a bearer of bad news (again), I received a message today from a relative about a WordPress member in our community.

I’m devastated as I am sure his family are.

Paul Mc Aleavy aka Palfitness passed away yesterday.

Paul went through a lot of crap and he found a sense of acceptance in the blogging community.

He was always generous with his time reading and sharing blogs.

Paul, you will be missed.

Please pay your respects to his family.

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PAUL AND DAPHNE

 

PAL FITNESS

“Fitness” is the root to success in any career!!

 

Paul came up with this award. Remember life is short and be awesome! 

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This weed looks up & sees results

I think I am going to faint.

TMA 3  results back in for my Masters.

83% a high merit and incredible feedback.

Current score

  • TMA 1 62% (Script genre)

  • TMA 2  82%  (Fiction genre)

  • TMA 3 83% ( Script genre)

Here is the 700 -ish word commentaryI submitted for my  TMA 3 and the feedback.

I believed I couldn’t do this MA. I believed I was shit at writing but maybe…… with practice I can be a better writer and achieve great things.

Writing a book is less of a goal.

Using my words to change society -however insignificantly, is a goal of mine.

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COMMENTARY TM3 Approaching script writing the Aristotelian way.

My challenge was to write a whole play in 18 minutes. I believe that there is too much exposition and would suit as a longer script. When I cut, or slowed certain dialogue-it’s original appeal became lost to a different type of play. The characters lost what made them unique.  This is where I rely loosely on morality play techniques. This story could have started in many ways. I felt it best to reveal the turning point and the how and why’s at the end of the play. It is linear and has a beginning, middle and end reminiscent of Greek Tragedy plays.

I often use a stream of consciousness technique to get into a writing zone. For scene 1, I started typing on a blank page and let characters come to my head and speak whatever they wanted.  This was how the first scene was produced. I was tempted to discard it until I received positive and constructive feedback on the TGF forum.

A possible subconscious influence for early drafts came from reading the chapter on David Edgars’ how to write a play, (chapter 2 page 17). In TMA 2, I focused on creating characters to reveal the plot and as exposition. Upon reflection, after reading the on-going debate about the primacy of plot versus characters, I think to an extent this true of, e.g., medieval genre morality plays.

Difficulties arose to make the characters more 3-dimensional when using archetypical/universal characters. I relied heavily on a strong plot to drive the narrative and the characters through to the conclusion of the script. TMA3-  plot informed the characters and their motives.

Other influences came from conversations with my blogger acquaintance, Clarissa Simmens( Simmens C. 2017) who is from Roma gypsy descendant, and my own great -grandparent’s lineage who fled the Russian 1918 revolution to live a life in the slums of Paris. The setting and background gave the characters more complex motives and inner conflict. Panacea is an old woman who was left with her second sight and not accepted by society or her Nephew.

In this world, it seems society is lured by visual aids. Vladimir was more ready to accept Eve’s gift of soothing people’s problems because of how she appeared outwardly. Vladimir is complex, he was left with third-degree burns from the 1903 revolution, lost his parents, went to live with his “strange” grandmother.

Hopefully, a writer will get a true sense of Vladimir’s character by the end of the play. He did what he had to do to survive. He is human. Flawed. He didn’t stop and analyse whether he should save baby Eve in the Revolution; instinct took over.  My inspiration for how he and Eve arrived in Paris (maintaining a high-status life during and after WW1) is taken from George Orwell’s book ‘Down and Out in Paris and London’ set in 1925.  There is reference to espionage and a secret Russian society, whom, paid people to convert to communism after the war (Gutenberg.net.au. (2017).

The music in the piece serves as a device to vary the pace of the play. I hope that the melancholy moments of when Eve/ Panacea plays will give the audience a time to pause, or at the very least, vary or change the pace of emotion.

Genre: this play is not one type of play. I describe it as experimental, immersive drama with elements of morality play themes because, the characters do indeed impart the audience with a strong message.

Humans are complex. There is a clear theme of choices and consequences.

I don’t want to ignore any doubts about this piece: H.R. made constructive comments on the language and the exposition of the piece (refer to XX FEEDBACK (2017)).   I hope that the timelessness of dialogue and language could very well take place in Paris, or indeed a modern society setting of today. My choice of setting reinforces to emphasise that these stereotypical characters still function inside time. Does Eve deserve her fate? Probably not.

Time has moved on, wars still occur yet society still seems to dwell on escapism i.e. Piano music metaphor to deal with life, dwelling on people who seem to have the illusion of the perfect life/ status. Society still struggles with acceptance of identity, race, ethnicity, mental health status etc. We’ve made advancements in technology/society but what about advancements in what type of human we should strive to be?

 

MY TUTORS FEEDBACK –I have kept her name anonymous for obvious reasons.

PT3Thank you for handing in TMA03.

This TMA accounts for 35% per cent of your continuous assessment mark for the module.

There are three parts to TMA 03:

a creative writing element;
a commentary;
extracts of peer review contributions.

Write a stage script ?18 minutes running time.
Write a radio script ?18 minutes running time.
Write a film script ?18 minutes running time.
Please state clearly on the first page which medium (stage, radio or film) you are writing for.

Your script can be either a stand-alone work, complete in itself, or it can be part of a longer play or film. If the latter, it should be structurally resolved (e.g. it might be a complete act from a larger piece; it should not finish mid-action or mid-scene). If providing a section, provide a summary of the larger project ? no more than 200 words ? situating the submitted section in relation to the larger work and offering some context. This summary will not be assessed in itself, and it won’t feature in the word or page counts.

Your script should not be an adaptation of work by another author or an adaptation of a piece of your own work which has been submitted for an earlier TMA.

This part constitutes 15% of this TMA?s grade.

Write a commentary (700 words) about the process of creating your work, the context in which it was developed, and your relevant further reading.

WHERE YOUR TMA SUCCEEDED

A Fair Wish World is powerful piece about loss, vision (actual sight and second sight), mental health and how war and conflict shapes or rather twists people.  It’s full of big ideas and you work within a very imaginative immersive theatre setting.  Also you have two people, one of whom has apparently saved the other, when it turns out that Vladimir is more reliant on Eve.  History is full of unusually talented women who have surrendered their power to a man (Doris Day’s third husband was abusive and stole her money, Billie Holliday was permanently attracted to abusers).  There’s a link here to the depressing litany of young women and their exploitative lovers, so this theme has a timeless resonance (although Vladimir isn’t a villain).

https://broadly.vice.com/en_us/article/the-music-industry-men-who-got-away-with-exploiting-female-pop-stars

There is an interesting piece I’ve linked below here about Peter Brook (he’s 91!!) and his latest production – how stripped back and bare it is and how for example a single piece of cloth can represent several things, eg a piece of cloth is twisted into a snake at one point.  This is, in my opinion, a true sense of live theatre, where the audience invests their imagination as opposed to being passive observers – as we are a bit with television. (Also it keeps costs down!)  So your idea of the immersive, promenade production is a good idea as well as showing that you are using the medium of theatre as fully as you can.

https://dctheatrescene.com/2017/03/31/peter-brooks-vision-battlefield-stage-kennedy-center-review/

All the characters resonate, but none more so than Panacea (I’ve got this image of Coco Chanel in my head) and Vladimir, the Russian aristocrat.  Panacea because of her contrasting powers and down to earthiness but Vladimir because it was only a few years since the entire Russian imperial family, the Romanovs with their five children were murdered at Ekaterinburg in 1918.  The British royal family offered mealy mouthed excuses for not offering them shelter but the real reason was they were afraid of a similar revolution in England, as I’m sure you know.  I read the play a couple of times before I read the commentary, so I wasn’t pre informed. I really like the way that Eve can ‘see’ certain things and how when her sight returns, it becomes a curse.  You may to have to indicate this quite strongly to the audience but it’s a bold and exciting idea.

CONSIDERATIONS FOR THE NEXT DRAFT

I have a few suggestions for the next draft (and I really hope you continue with this play).  Firstly it would be to add some more movement to scene one it as it’s currently a little static.  I’m wondering if Eve could get up from the piano and be doing something – getting dressed perhaps in her evening finery?  Panacea could offer to help her lace her boots or maybe at some point she could loosen Eve’s corset so she can breathe or brush her hair?  You could even have Eve trying to find things which have been placed among the audience – depending on whether you want the audience involved or not.

(I recently went to a promenade production of ‘Jane Eyre’ in a stately home.  At one point, the actress playing Jane had placed the sketches she was going to show to Rochester on a piano and an audience member was leaning on the piano without realising.  There was an awkward un-Bronte moment as Jane tried to yank the sketches from under the audience member’s elbow!)

Because Panacea comes across as a slightly mystical character who just shows up, I wonder if she could be slightly earthier, in contrast to Eve’s more romantic language.   She does have some lovely moments such as her laughter over how useless mirrors are to her, but as much of the play is between her and Eve, and she is a magical creature, perhaps making her the more down to earth seeming would contrast more brightly with her supernatural gifts.  See my L4 comment.

In the final scene there is quite a bit of explanation and it feels just a bit squashed.  With maybe ten or fifteen minutes more you could find a way to blend in the back story a little more but I understand the difficulty of covering an entire play in eighteen minutes.

Overall, I think you’ve written a big, brave play, which tackles big subjects.  It has flaws and needs some development but it’s part of your development as a writer that you take some risks, and personally, I don’t think you can really tell whether a play has legs until you’ve heard it spoken out loud by other people.  But I’ve read it out loud and it packs a punch.

You’ve probably already heard of the London Playwrights Blog but if not, they publish opportunities every week.  There’s no substitute for

http://www.londonplaywrightsblog.com/

COMMENTARY

In your commentary you discuss the process of writing the play, in comprehensive detail including the difficulties, and with references to course materials and a commendably large amount of outside reading.

As this is an MA, a high level of both analysis and presentation is required, and your presentation is fine here.  It can be helpful when you are sick of the sight of your script/story to give it to a trusted friend or at least leave it a while to give yourself some space.

You don’t have to agree with course or outside materials, either, just show that you have reflected on the ideas within and show how they might have affected your own creative choices.    It’s also helpful to explain briefly what you intend to reflect on – such as characterisation, structure and dialogue (maybe picking one area you feel confident in and another where you may feel less confident).  Your tone is good, in that you are aware of your own style and what you are trying to achieve without adopting the I-have-achieved-a masterwork-and-now-I-will-reflect-on-aspects-of-its-awesomeness. Instead your tone is curious and questing and always willing to learn.

Thank you for the peer group references.  You have always been very active on the forums.  Also your references are very good.

I’ve given you a high merit for both the script, and the commentary, an overall high merit pass of 82%  As mentioned, scene one is a little static, and the final scene has a slightly ‘expositiony’ feel, but these are very fixable.  What I would suggest now for the script is to read out loud and perhaps workshop it as the most difficult bit is letting it out of your head and into the mouths and bodies of actors.  You’ve done really well Tasha and taken risks with your writing.  Well done.

If you have any questions please feel free to get in touch.

Kind Regards

MY  TUTOR

I can’t believe it’s Easter already. This will be the first Easter where me and my family don’t go and see my Gran in her care home. I’ve mixed feelings about this.

I don’t get to see my gran – 😦

I don’t have to go into a care home this year 🙂

credit to all the care workers out there who deserve a hike up on their wage. We should invest gratitude and time and resources to the people who look after the vulnerable people in society – in my opinion- of course.

We are all going to my Ma’s house on Sunday (family tradition). Gran will be in our thoughts.

How do other people celebrate Easter?

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❤ Daisy xoxo

Sadie

Swollen lips pricked

send a  trickle of blood sauntering down her pale leg

Treat her with fragility and she may open up to you -with vagile virility – trust in her own common sense.

Let her tease you into bed, out layered by peels of laughter.

you could find yourself lying up looking at her naked body, legs astride,   in your bed.

Don’t try to stop her from controlling the ride. When Sadies on top you best stay on her appealing side.

All reason shuts down – arousal highjacks all senses.

Amygdala orgasms – her hands guide you to let down all defenses.

Light strokes vary speed and pace. Controlled movements-surrender does he when he glimpses bits of skin seen through playful lace.

Cleansed and tainted all in one dance of sensual explosion.

Sweat, red cheeks,   clothes abandoned, sheets ruffled into a mood of confusion.

Discard thoughts of pain numbed by oxytocin released from incarceration.

Eye to eye contact -Sadie’s initial taunts inspire events such as this cheeky body adoration.

Whispered petit amours, hairs raised to embrace all sensation.

Blood whips into a frenzy – the body climaxes into a bewildered orgy of elation.

Beating hearts enthrall Sadie to linger. All mighty mother nature – gave us each blessed finger.

Sadie gives when she feels she can un-ribbon her mask of distrust.

Not many have broken her hymen soul – merging adoration and lust.

Needs fulfilled don’t ask her how it was. Look into her eyes, see her smile, her face will not betray her mind.

She doesn’t have to answer with praises of technique.

 Trust in yourself that Sadie has tasted the best delicacies she can find.

Tongue provokes once soft nipples – get it right and she will let you know if this entices her.

Spontaneous love.

All time suspended from her world,

you may lose yourself,

 entangled in limbs.

She doesn’t need your confession – though she smiles at the gesture.

She knows your lip service is filled with the original grace of binding hymns.

Sexual creatures come out of hiding when treated with respect.

Learn to appreciate art and learn to appreciate a woman.

Learn what is and isn’t a subject.

Study her and she will catch you out when you least suspect it.

She can conjure up a fine table in a laboratory with you as her primary object.

She was endowed with gifts of pleasure and seduction from her first breath.

That look, you wonder – what could she be thinking?

Maybe you unwrapping her with delight saved her from an eternity of slumber floating face down in a river of Styx death.

*Inspired by Gustav Klimt’s  ‘ The kiss’*

Perspectives

If shades came in pigmented blues

Would the world recognize the significance of color as opposed to hues?

Would living in color stop it’s either this or that?

Would gray get a chance to convince us to investigate?

Would crashing into a slick  navy

crude and  lost at  sea,

Inspire old fashioned candy knots to carry us all back to safety?

If black wasn’t so noir

Would fashion dictate less to those in the savoire?

Would flags become less patronizing?

and white flags more entrancing >

A hue is a hue by its very name

A color can decide to change and play  – a child-free game.

Rich in reds and rich in Green

 Would we see who indeed profits from wealth – would we want to change this scene?

Would hearts come together under a purple strewn night? 

lovers take pleasure in dancing in the rain and seeing each other in a different light?

Emotional attachments are often aesthetically pleasing

only to the one who is eyeballing the muddied one’s  high pitched squealing.

Clarity of light sought in souls and not in places of a questionable heaven.

admirers eyes to skies

solid legs still rooted in the ground

unifying all genders of brethren.

How wealthy we are  to have  a landscape of color

Don’t ignore its beauty in the search for another.

 

 

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WORD PROMPT ‘BLUE’   HEAD OVER TO LINDA G HERE

 

 

Heart blush

Words … my brain hasn’t the capacity to express what you have done to make me feel whole.

You love me blindly – kiss me fiercely. Tender hands – your love never dims or folds.

Oh, sorrow. so may sorrows I have bestowed upon thee.

and yet, you still sought to find me.

I never knew I would ever feel…

love

Grow.

It’s a backdraft of silver outlined in glow.

Words, fail to express – it all comes across as sans-esque

I look at the man you have become. I see you through the eyes of clarity.

Rose tinted glasses were never my thing. Maybe other boys looked better in blushed gallows – less grim.

I know you, I love you. I respect you. I suspect me. 

Is is because I gave you such a hard time? 

Or is there truly one soul mate for us in this endoscopic world in mime?

How can this feel so right yet so wrong?

Cognitive dissonance – never felt so omnipotent and strong.

I love you. I am in love with you. Thank you for never letting me go.

These words falter…

..my hands move to type in  slow.

Hesitant, all I want you to know is….

… I know. 

I know.

 I’m shouting stars of praise across the Pleiades milky way. 

You are the man who will give our daughters away.

You are the man who will help set our sons on the right path.

If they become half the man you are – then songs will rip out of my heart.

I didn’t expect any of this.

I pushed and I pulled and indeed I still impulsively resist.

Two stubborn pairs – what a conjuring affair.

If I lose you, my love – indeed I don’t think I will make it to despair.

Whatever happens,

wherever our paths go.

Know – without you being a part of my cosmic. Darling, I would not have had a capacity to show I can grow.

*For my husband, this is really hard to publish, my husband knows me well. I am complex, sarcastic, loving and bloody awkward. It’s about time I expose my feelings for him. It’s such a lame poem -I haven’t done this man justice, I’m cringing in my sappiness. I don’t express love well in words  *

The Subvertist

*featured image photo credit-Francesca Woodman, Untitled, 1978 

It’s not every day one receives  recognition,

So thanks, Ramjet ye olde poetic punk for this solid admonition.

I love your writing style and sudden denouement friends,

If god should save anyone it should be those who seek to live for alternative ends.

I nominate those who welcomed me into their fold

2nd star to the Left, straight on ’til morning
Brave and Reckless
Howl Davies
Fallen Alone
lois e. linkens
Malicia’s Malebolge
Max Meunier- Dissociative Void
Mick’s Neon Fog
Private Bad Thoughts
Samantha Lucero
The Dirty Limerick
The Hero’s Inferno
The Lithium Chronicles
The Writings of Jasper Kerkau

Idle this journey is not- when we realize true énouement of breaking free from the mold.

Acceptance and humbled – I did not foresee this weeds place in the garden of life.

September 2015 – I turned  my face to the sun and bloomed, a unique individual, with  valid petals  to share with  society;

my heart need not bleed by stabbing it with a knife.

Opened up myself for all to see – vulnerable and strong -I took a risk and said this is who I am.

That leap found me on the other side, looking back -in relief,

I realized that nobody need accept me – I already had found within me – my most loyal fan.

Don’t hesitate, hit publish and know that you can.

God send the haters and their thoughts into a file befittingly named spam.

Inspiration can come from the experiences and people who we must never worry ourselves with that they never gave a damn.

Be an outsider, don’t conform to the norm if it doesn’t balance out with your body, mind, and soul.

You won’t stand alone for long.

Flip the anarchic bird and keep strong.

 Self-belief gravitates towards others who have a similar goal.

THIS IS MY ACCEPTANCE IMAGE   FOR THE BLOGGER RECOGNITION AWARD.

My favourite  painting of Wassily Kadinsky. I first discovered his work in 2005.

That is beautiful which is produced by the inner need, which springs from the soul.

Wassily Kandinsky

 

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 PHOTO CREDIT : Lyrical, 1911 As he often based his painting on musical ideas, the lyrical nature of his strokes came naturally. This is one pure pictorial poem

 

 

 

Mystery solved

Finally, I can accept this award. My comma, on my keyboard, stopped working yesterday!   Yes, I couldn’t pause, I couldn’t breathe!

Today being the last day of 2016. oh yeah! I would like to thank the lovely -B.G @ Getting Through Anxiety for this mysterious award. I’ve secretly been wanting it for a long time.  mwahaha (evil laughter)

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I will nominate 20 blogs who I think need be seen more and if they are AWARD FREE, I still believe in these blogs and what they have to say. 

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IF YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT ZEE- RULES ARE THUS:

  • Display your chosen  award logo/image on your blog- (google images are a great place to find one to suit your style)

  • List the rules

 

  • Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide a link to the nominator’s blog

  • Mention the creator of the award and provide a link as well – OKOTO ENIGMA’S BLOG …Because life is all about learning new things and having fun

  • Tell your readers 3 things about yourself

  • Answer 5 questions from the nominator (me)

  • Nominate 10 – 20 people

  • Notify your nominees by leaving the nomination link in the “comment” of their blog

  • Ask your nominees any 5 questions of your choice, with one weird or funny question (specify)

  • Share the link(s) to your best post(s)

      THREE THINGS ABOUT ME

  1. I am all heart but I can stick up for myself and I am no pushover.  😀

  2. I doubt myself constantly but I never give up 

  3. I woke up to this song in my head

     Q&A TIME

Have you had a crush on your teacher as a teenager?

Mmmh.. I’d be lying if I say no. I vaguely remember a male teacher when I probably not even 12 years old; yet, I can’t remember what he taught or his name or even what school I was at but, I do remember feelings stir inside me.  Obviously very short lived and not memorable enough to go into detail. 😀 

If you had the power to change one thing in your past, what would that be?

I would wear my glasses or beg for my family to get me fitted for  contact lenses so, I could actually see the world I was living in and see people’s expressions, learn to lip read, watch nonverbal communication, not be so internalized and complexed by my imagined ideas of how I thought others felt about me. 

Which country is your next dream vacation, and what made you want to go there?

Really?    cheating here. I need to go to Italy and Greece.  I’m obsessed with Western mythology. I really want to travel to all over the East. I imagine when I visit India, I will wake super early so I can get to the Taj Mahal before all the other tourists so that I can experience being there and feel and hear the energy of silence. 

Do you think it is okay to keep secrets even between best friends?

Well, it depends on the secret. If it is personal to whichever friend and is not compromising my loyalty to my other friends, then yes. It’s a tough one.

If you could be transformed into something else, what would be your preference, and why?

In winter, I would like to my cat – not anybody else’s but my Miss Tatiana. In summer and spring, I would want to be a fairy or a pixie – some creature able to fly, create magic, observe others without being noticed. In Autumn I would like to have a chance to be a tree. I want to know what it feels like to lose my leaves, foliage etc.. I want to feel that season from a Tree’s perspective. Just don’t cut me down. 

MY NOMINEES:   (RANDOM ORDER )  IFYOU DON’T DO AWARDS TAKE IT AS A COMPLIMENT -I SEEK NOTHING IN RETURN

I’m rolling with the same questions I was asked 🙂 

  1. THE WRITINGS OF JASPER KERKAU

  2. CELONA’S BLOG Expressions Meet Realism; THE ADEPT MIND OF OKPERE CHARLES

  3. samantha lucero she writes stuff sometimes.

  4. Dalindcy

  5. lois e. linkens poems and prose from a confused english student

  6. SEE HOW YOU CAN SOLVE YOUR PROBLEMS.. One stop problem solving blog..

  7. summer SHINES Because life’s a playground, so why not play :

  8. Carolina@YesterdayAfter Art Inspiring Magic

  9. SHELDON KLEEMAN

  10. dellartista The Happy Cottage: A place where anyone can come and share their writing, art or just to share thoughts or feelings.

  11. PEOPLE REBUILDERS FOUNDATION

  12. Matthew Tonks’ Twisted Roads of Madness

  13. 1000 Shades of women -empowering women

  14. The Thinkers Paradise A Walk Through Kaleidoscope of Life

  15. Expressions of my life – An evolution of art. MY JOURNEY THROUGH LIFE AS AN ARTIST, FATHER, AND PERSON WITH YOUNG ONSET PARKINSONS

  16. adventuringwithlove-A LIFESTYLE BLOG BASED IN MANCHESTER, UK

  17. The Beauty of Words Mastering social media, writing, and editing

  18. The darkest fairytale

  19. Labeled Disabled The journey of a woman moving beyond labels and disabilities to embrace her true essence and path.

  20. GARY@ Fiction is Food

See you in 2017 – onwards and upwards. Make it your own.

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Simply Amazing.

Aaaah,

time flies like the wind but fruit flies like bananas.

That is my epically silly start to this fabulous post to say a huge HELLO  and WELCOME  to The Willows. There are some epic Blogs on this list.

Every week I take a look at all my lovely new friends in the Willows – Give you all a massive SHOUT OUT  and then I pick a post that connects with me like in a spiritual way , kind of thing… like a hippy vibe….

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ahem ..  let me clear that up.

-so what I do each week/fortnight is I have a good look around all of your Blogs and pick out a Blog post of yours to share on here.

 

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I LIKE TO CALL THEM DAISY’S STAR POST PICK!

 

 

Ha ha!  I am not a hippy but I do believe if anyone should drop something it should be BEATS  and not BOMBS.

 

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PEACE!

 

 

THANK YOU as always. I am so overwhelmed by your support and Word Press is a great spot to be a part of in the Blogosphere.

A song to listen to  while you check these amazing Bloggers out!

 

So without further ado – please welcome all these blooming marvelous Bloggers to the Willows and beyond.

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Maccansee

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK Red Meat

LETICIA MARIA

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: LOOK FOR PARTY

LIVEWITHSTYLE19 live your life in your own way

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Indian Double Standards

Maya Willemse Every Saturday at 10:00 a new blog post!

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Cute DIY’s

EMBRACING AUTHENTICITY:”Don’t be ashamed of your story it will inspire others!”

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK  “Your current circumstances don’t determine where you can go they merely determine where you start!”

MOTIV-OETRY-ANDLIFE A SOUL SURFING IN AN OCEAN OF WORDS [WORD RULES]

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: 5 Strategies for Keeping Your Sanity in This Insane World

Crumble Cult by Tony Single

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: I WOULD SUGGEST STARTING WITH TONY’S ABOUT THE CRUMBLE CULT FIRST.

andrea forde- Dementia Carer

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: How it all began…

1000 SHADES OF WOMEN: RE BIRTHING THE SELF -ESTEEM MOVEMENT

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: A Woman’s Worth: Aim High Girls!

ednakimaniblog: Welcome to your new home on WordPress.com

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Who she really is.

JUMLAWALA

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: THE ORIGIN OF IMAGINATION ……

WINGS OF POETRY: WINGS OF POETRY Layers Of Life

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK:  Who Am I

Writing for the health of it Self Medicant

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: DO WEHAVE FREE WILL?

IAIN KELLY:CREATIVE WRITING, FICTION, WRITING, WRITING EXERCISE: REVENGE

cherellef  – UNFORTUNETLY THE LINK IS BROKEN. HAVE A WORD WITH WORDPRESS SUPPORT.

SHAWN L. BIRD-teacher, author, poet, and Rotarian Shawn L. Bird in beautiful Shuswap Lake, BC

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: MICRO POEM how to be a writer

Photography Art Plus Photography, Animals, Flowers, Nature, Sky

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK:Segunda Bienal de Muralismo Cali Colombia

My Life is NOT Perfect! Real life raising kids…

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Trying to be honest about life with kids..

RAHEEMJAN760 This website tells you about how to maintain your body fitness …which thing are good for your health and which are bad.This website also tell you about importance of eating fruits and vegetables in our daily life.So follow us to get information about how to maintain your body and health ..

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: WHY WALKING ON GRASS IS GOOD FOR YOUR HEALTH?

Francis & Anna Better is one day in Your courts than a thousand elsewhere.

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Building A Team In Marriage

LA DOLCE NINA

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: SEPTUM NOSE PIERCING|INSPIRATION

Best Paleo Cookbooks-Find here best cooking and health information

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: BEST PALEO FOODS FOR BETTER, GLOWING SKIN

EASY EATZ

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: How to Make the Perfect Roast Chicken

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DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Cheer Up

The 6th Taste

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK : Chocolate Cake Recipe — Beyond Our Sky

CONSCIOUSNESS OF MAN

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Habits

BLISSFULG-short story and poetry

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK:  NO POSTS AS OF YET. WELCOME TO WORDPRESS!

GirlandWorld! Life and Army life!

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: The girl code: that separates between a bitch and a real woman! Guideline for all girl’s code of conduct!

PHILESSATRY

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Stand up and be counted

iamapacifist -One voice at a time…

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Ended possibilities.

THE MIND OF A DEPRESSED GIRL WHAT GOES ON INSIDE MY HEAD

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK:BLABBER PT 1: EMPTINESS

CARLIE LIVING LIFE WITH DIABETES, AN EATING DISORDER, AND THE LOVE OF JESUS CHRIST.

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: WHEN ED IS SCREAMING…

FURNITURE_FAMOUS welcome to my site

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: that funny

A Life Of Mental Illness The Joys and Pains, Highs and Lows, Fast Times and Hard Knocks of Schizophrenic Living in a Chronically Sane World

DAISY’S STAT POST PICK:Why Can’t You Just Be Normal?

Chimera Imagination is all you need

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Positivity

STREAT SHOWBIZZ WORLD

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: CHECK OUT THEIR FB PAGE   – WARNING:  EROTIC PICTURES OF FAMOUS CELEBS.

Mio’s hot food food, healthy, delicious, fast, cheap, spicy, hot, kitchen, chicken, pork, fish

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Easy cheesecake

LIONAROUNDWRITING LET US MAKE AN EXCHANGE – I PROVIDE STORIES, YOU ENJOY THEM.

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: USEFUL LINKS FOR WRITERS

STEVE ROSE’S BLOG On Life in Transition

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: MORAL INJURY

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DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Maggie Mae

MY 3sixty5challenge HOW WE CAME TO BE ON THIS ROAD

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: DAY 102 – JEOPARDIZE – DAILY PROMPT SHORT STORY

TANGLED UP IN MUSIC

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: My Other Blog

4therace MY MIND PROJECTED ONTO THE SCREEN

DAISY’S STAR POST PICKMy Love For Film

THE ANNIE ON SUNDAY SELF CARE, LIFESTYLE, SPORTS AND LOTS MORE

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: MY EXPERIENCE OF COUCH TO 5K

HILLARYANDEANAN-“Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope.” — Maya Angelou

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: 100 years of wedding cakes

Depression and Art My journey and My Art

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Introduction Of My Art -My Own Style And Creation

mackmarie-Living.Learning.Loving

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Why “no” is such a beautiful word

KIT O’MALLEY- Love, Learn and Live with Bipolar Disorder

DAISY’S STAR POST PICKFolie à Deux- I Am My Mother

PositiveMindset2016.Wordpress.com

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Be a Example and a Leader.💼☕👓

BALAJ ARTS- DRAWING. PAINTING, DIGITAL PRINTING, DESIGNS , CHARTS, LINE ART AND DRAWING CLASS

DAISY’S STAR POST PICKNANDHA ART GIFT WORK

Needull in a haystack Puncture the boredom, read a needull

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Psychotherapists in Mental Health

ON THE SHELF Spinster in DC

MORAL HARASSMENT SITE.COM

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: What is the meaning of moral harassment

Makaitah Rogue Personal Musings of a versatile femme

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Fallen: Chapter 1

Chopping Board Kitchen Egg free, Vegetarian Recipes and Punjabi Kitchen Tricks

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Pudding for Breakfast anyone?

Yoòbá Roots-…restoring the Yoruba heritage

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: MY PARADISE YOUR HELL

UPCYCLE YOUR LIFE Attacking Every Day Issues

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Speaking To A Different Crowd

CHAKRA’S BLOG Lets learn together | सँगसँगै सिकौँ

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Does the “O Shot®” give insanely good orgasms or is it a “no shot”

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DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Disappearing and detoxing

The Scribe Everything from hip-hop to, well, everything.

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: That Look

LEMASLIFE Fashion, Beauty, Lifestyle …

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: THE 10 COOLEST NAIL POLISH HACKS

the Vogue Chef- creating a better You

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Welcome to the Stylish Side of the VC

madasahatter572 Reading + Writing = Devotion

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Jack and Jill

The Black Veil One

DAISY’S STAR POST PICK: Flowery Dress

BLESSINGS TO YOU ALL AND HAVE A GRAND WEEK WHEREVER YOU ARE.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Current mindset

Mini Daisy life update

7 days gone by and so many new bloggers in the Willows. Thanks all! If you are new to my Blog.

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You can’t argue with a certified Doctor Hannibal Lecter, right? That would be insane! Insanity is encouraged -anything goes really…. No bullying or Trolling.I left those hair raisers in the 90’s -get over it! HA HA!

Usually every week or so I go through each and everyone of my new Blogging Friends or Followers ( hate that term) and dedicate a lot of time to checking you all out and then I give you all a massive shout out and pick out bits from your Blog that stand out to me.

So expect a SHOUT OUT this week.

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I WON’T BE IN CHURCH AND I VOW TO BE MORE ENTHUSIASTIC. 

Here is an example of what I do with each new Blogger who finds me .

MY SHOUT OUT PAGE – with a unique Daisy touch ❤

It is my way of saying THANK YOU and respecting and acknowledging your time to taking a chance to read what I  say. I try to follow as many Blogs as possible. I am a Blogger who comments a lot and likes to get to know who I follow.

I know I haven’t been blogging as much as of late but I am reading as many Blogs as I can. I’ve kind of made my life hectic- which is a good thing but I want to do EVERYTHING in a day…….

MY VOW TO ALL YOU BLOOMING FLOWERS AND MANLY ( said in a gruff voice) Trees.

This voice to be precise. You have to watch till the end……. 🙂

 

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ATTEMPT TO WOO YOU WITH AN ATROCIOUS POEM! HA HA!

Not a Robot

Prefer  playing Mrs  Blogo-sphere Sherlock.

It takes up a lot of time,

but is more valuable to me than drinking a glass of fine wine.

I hate wine! 

Oh boy, I am not helping myself look any better than a swine.

 Hear me out- Many people appreciate a good bottle of vino 

I appreciate taking the time  to check out the bodies and faces behind the Blogs and I make sure I am updated on the WordPress scene-

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So, please bear or bare  with me . Ask anyone on here you knows me. I am true to my word.

I will make sure that every new friend of mine gets my full attention and gets heard. 

Pinkie promise.  Such is the clash of finding balance between the virtual and the real world.

DAISY WILLOWS

I’ve got shit loads on at the mo. Sounds like such a cop out.

I know I have awards and shizzle to accept and it will happen. I like to nominate Bloggers who reflect what the award or tag is about – more investigation.

Currently brushing up on my stage script writing skills and knowledge of different types of theatre and the evolution of theatre and all things theatrical.

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A poignant post this is not

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Ah! the tragedies we have to suffer!

What can I leave you with ?

 

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R.E.S.P.E.C.T.

Oh yeah baby – all I am asking for is a little bit of respect…. ( totally dancing on my own in my room – may just grab my hair brush )

TOTAL RESPECT to a very good mate of mine on Word Press for this award.

Who doesn’t know Paul ?

Talented, generous and a born fighter. I have a lot of time for this dude. Look at this face what is not to love?

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PAUL AND THE INFAMOUS DAPHNE

Don’t let the title of  his Blog put you off – this is not all about fitness but it will put you through your paces. Or should I say Paul will.

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To train or not to train      – check his Blog out!

So a respect award is pretty fucking awesome right? I want to thank Michelle for nominating me for the one lovely award Blog. I recently just accepted this so I have decided I am going to give this award to some one else I think is awesome.

GUESS WHO?

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SIMPLY ETTA D.    Your quotes  have inspired me and helped push me to move forward.

Here she is : I forfeit my award from Michelle  @ PSYCHEDELIC BAY -WHERE HOPE IS REAL   – Small shout out to her partner in crime 😉 Cezanne. 

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SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL INSIDE AND OUT 

Before I continue with accepting this really cool RESPECT award. I just want to let everyone who reads this that there is an epic party going on this weekend at Jaquies a cooking pot and twisted tails. place. If you don’t know her.

Where have you been?

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Ha ha. She is another great inspiration and my Blog role model.

I also want to thank Linda G Hill. your  Saturday  soCS -stream of consciousness writing challenge. She  always prompts me to get shit out of my head and onto the screen.  You get me thinking out of my comfort zone which I love! ❤

Then there is the rest of you who I follow and who follow me. You make life that bit easier for me and I love all the different perspectives I read and the cool thoughts and ideas  you have swirling round those brains of yours – The Word Press community are full of heart. We are empaths and should rule the world .

What are we going to do tonight  ,WP posse ?

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Okay so on with accepting my award from Paul.

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THREE QUESTIONS TO ANSWER:

WHAT DOES RESPECT MEAN TO YOU ?

  • It means having faith and self love and self belief. 

  • Respect is about using old school style manners –  that will never go out of style for me

  • Respect is about boundaries and acknowledging others have boundaries and not to cross them and know when not too.

  • It means listening and it requires effort and commitment and compromise

WHO DO I RESPECT THE MOST?

I respect people who are honest with me. Who take me for who I am. I respect people who are true to themselves and are not afraid to stand alone when the shit hits the fan. I respect people who refuse to give up – the people who rise and fall and rise and fall and rise again.  I have a lot of respect for my Mother and my Nan. Two ladies who fought to keep me alive. I would probably  be dead today if it were not for their persistence that I could find a way to be happy in this world.

WHAT DO I RESPECT THE MOST ABOUT MYSELF?

Woah I guess…. I wear my heart on my sleeve. I don’t hide my issues. I fucking embrace them. I am not really great at giving up. I like myself . I have a lot of love to give to people. I don’t take bullshit but I can’t hold a grudge. I try but I can’t -especially if it is some one who I feel or once felt a connection with. I hate conflict. 

ONLY THREE NOMINEES?

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These are solely based on recent discussions I have had with these Bloggers.

  1. BRENDA  @CYBERNETIC BLONDE

  2. SERENA @ SERENA JOY SINCLAIR Lifelong Learner

  3. BROOKE @ theutopiauniverse

  4. LISA         @KIDSCRUMBSANDCRACKERS

  5. ALL THE PEOPLE WHO HAVE MENTIONED ME IN THEIR BLOGS THIS PAST WEEK. I DON’T KNOW HOW TO FIND YOU ALL ON WORD PRESS YET BUT I WILL……..

  6. T                MY LITTLE BIT OF SERENITY   HAPPY 6TH ANNIVERSARY TO YOU AND PRESH 

  7. QUEEN BEE @ I SING THE BODY ELECTRIC

 

 

 

I am sexy and I finally feel it

“Sex is a part of nature. I go along with nature” – Marilyn Monroe

WHY THIS QUOTE ?

We are all adults- at least I hope you are and if you are a teenager reading this post, it should empower you.

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I am not shy to speak about sex, my sexuality and my experiences. I won’t go into to loads of detail. So this is not a post that needs a adult only rating.

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I’ve not had any positive male role models in my life who have shown me how a  woman and her sexuality  should be treated: with respect.

My Dad and I had a distant relationship. I mean this in a role model way.

I can say that almost all of my life, I have felt like I have had to serve men. I’ve never thought about my own pleasure.  I always found myself needing to fake it ,to get through it as quick as possible ,so that whichever partner I was with at the time got what he wanted.

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I have never, in all my years experienced a sexual experience where I felt safe, sober,sexy,adventurous for my own gain and respected.

It is no secret that I have been exploited by men from the age of 5 years old. I’m not going into this now because this is not what this post is about.

However,  at this age , was  the starting point for where I set my bar for what I would allow a man to do to me sexually. I have never enjoyed being touched. I  have always felt unsatisfied.

 Before G,I can recall one occasion when I had sex and felt connected and fulfilled and respected

.One of those moments where I woke up naked in the arms of this person and all our parts fit together. Each body part found a way to be not two but one.

It feels like I have had this sexual exploitation radar switched on for 15 odd years.

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I didn’t know what I liked or how to enjoy myself. I attracted men who didn’t get me. In all fairness I  was a  a mighty glacier to contend with.

Some men tried to be patient but I gave nothing of myself. I didn’t know how to give anything. It all felt unnatural. They tried to chip away the ice but mostly ended up chipping away more of my self esteem and confidence.   Their words always sounded  a bit like this to me

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I COULD ALWAYS SEE THROUGH WORDS DRESSED UP WITH FLOWER FOLIAGE

 

 I forced myself to buy into to it but I never felt the urge to just go with that feeling.

In all honesty, the feeling of losing myself and expressing myself sexually terrified me, in some ways it still  does.  Saying that, these days I am not so afraid to express myself.

We are all different.

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What I thought I enjoyed sexually, was aggressive and all for the taking. I gave and the men took everything they could. This power over me usually trickled over into the areas of my life.

I found that because I was not treated as an equal in bed.  Men picked up on my lack of confidence  and this automatically took away more respect they had for me as a  person, outside of the sexual arena. I was constantly mind fucked and used.

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I allowed all this.

If sex were likened to golf .I didn’t know my handicap score  – I didn’t know where or how to measure it so, I lost frequently.

In ditches,

sand pits,

places that went way yonder in a forest somewhere.

Forever lost.

It became  harder and harder  to even think of trying to find my sexuality.

So, I shut down.

I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD EVER BE A CREATURE WHO DESIRES SEX.

I’ve realised that respect and patience can’t be time limited with me.

I am that really difficult oyster that refuses to be prised open . I finally realise I  am the one with the pearl inside that has the most potential to mould and solidify into  a Somebody to be valued.

We all have varying degrees of states of sexual confidence.

All oysters have the potential to become a fully formed pearl so do humans. It is a process and a process cannot be rushed. That is unnatural . I don’t like anything fake.

 Trust and true love can’t be rushed.

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so here is what I have learned about me and my sexuality

  • I can’t enjoy myself knowing there are heavy expectations on me with sex as the end product. 

  • I get turned on by the mind. Banter and talking and allowing another to open up their mind and emotions to me is sexy. It turns me on.

  • Laughter and not taking sexual innuendos too seriously is my kind of foreplay. This fore play is not time specified.

  • It is more of a build up. It has no expiry date or use by date on it. 

  • I need too feel relaxed and I need to feel safe and this takes time. 

  • I don’t use drugs or alcohol when I want to be sexually satisfied.

  • I don’t want to miss a thing (thanks Steve Tyler) I want to be fully present.

  • I only enjoy taking control when I feel like I am taking control to make sure I fee I am getting something out of it by making love or a quickie and then I find I naturally become a flirt and a bit of a tease – I do deliver but on my terms. 

  • Taking control in my way makes me feel sexy.

  • Sex doesn’t have to be aggressive. It is more fun when it is playful. 

  • I don’t enjoy gadgets and movies and lying motionless.

  • I want to move .

  • I love to be dominated.  

  • I am not turned on by  TOO much  oral sex. It is not for me. As my sexuality and experimentation grows things may change.

They may not.

I know I am having sex for me when I am asked if we should carry on. If I kiss back -pull away and kiss back and then pull away  again then I’m usually turned on and the foreplay can start moving forwards.

I didn’t realise how hard it would be to write this post.

The body and mind is a fascinating machine. It can  re learn to trust and respond.

I love to close my eyes and lay back and just enjoy the direction of  where my  body takes me.

Yes, I have had issues but all the other men (bar one)have made me feel an oddity because of it.

 The sad truth is some women never get to experience what a truly equal sexual experience is.  They may think the way they play out their sex live is truly what they want.

I have felt this too in my life. my gut instincts told me I was wrong.

If you are not getting an orgasm or somewhere close to it – bearing in mind that an orgasm doesn’t always have to be physical ,it can take place  in your mind.

If none of this is happening most of the time,then in my experience, the sexual pleasure is one sided.

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DON’T LOSE FAITH LADIES!

To want to reciprocate for myself has been my biggest indicator yet that I am owning my sexuality and enjoying the reaction  I get from getting naked and being touched.

 I know I am loved  unconditionally.

There have never been bribes or guilt trips or “let’s try this” to elicit some response(even if it is pretend on my part) so it feels like “we” are both getting something good out of the experience.

I’ve had to go through my share of men – consented and not –to get to this point in my life.

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I never ever thought, I would desire and lust and  want  to  look and feel in control. I’ve never felt sexy until now and it has been worth  been 100% worth it.

Fuck me, this was a hard post to write.. 😀

If you reading this I kind of hit publish !

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A little pencil.

‘I am a little pencil in the hand of a writing God who is sending a love letter to the world – Mother Theresa of Calcutta  (1910-97)

I’m not religious as you may or may not know.  I do respect all people of all faiths – unless you want to harm people, of course. I think this is a beautiful quote showing what we are able to over come anything with  our soul, our mind, our passion and our human bodies. Love is what gives life the ability to breathe and bring  a melody to our most precious instrument- ourselves, to share with the world.

Source: http://www.salakeshore.com/sermons/13-07-28.pdf

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