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'This has been fun' talk
#1
This has been fun and has expanded my consciousness of what "consensual" means, but I am compelled to say that the great month of November is almost over now, my bottle of rum was finished days ago, and the bottle is empty now.

I regret this deeply, but I am literally unable to think of anything better than Tay Tay videos to fill it with.

On the other hand, I also feel reasonably certain that if you were to post the weirder stuff on literotica.com and then share the links here, we would all definitely have to read that when we get around to it.
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#2
Le_Regard wrote:
This has been fun and has expanded my consciousness of what "consensual" means, but I am compelled to say that the great month of November is almost over now, my bottle of rum was finished days ago, and the bottle is empty now.

I regret this deeply, but I am literally unable to think of anything better than Tay Tay videos to fill it with.

On the other hand, I also feel reasonably certain that if you were to post the weirder stuff on literotica.com and then share the links here, we would all definitely have to read that when we get around to it.

The bottle of rum has been empty for more than a month now, but somehow all of this is still true.
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#3
I once loved (of the romantic variety, in addition to the other ways) my best friend. We would have these amazing hours long conversations about all sorts of things. His mind was the most beautiful thing I had seen. A masterpiece in a simplified and watered down version of reality.

I missed my best friend.

Somewhere along the way he decided I wasn't right for him at that time in his life. In his absence, I wandered into the ocean and fell in love with the creatures of the sea. The beauty of nature is so different than the beauty of man. In nature, I forgot I was man.

I'll always love him. Hearts never forget those kinds of things. My powdered milk friend is always with me, no matter how far down into the sea I dive.

Capsules of time like those don't happen often. They are rare gems. I can never be that version of me again. This version remembers that version, and the memories are more than enough to be reminded of how wonderful and magical these journeys can become when we allow ourselves to become lost at sea.
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#4
Pixie Dust wrote:I once loved (of the romantic variety, in addition to the other ways) my best friend. We would have these amazing hours long conversations about all sorts of things. His mind was the most beautiful thing I had seen. A masterpiece in a simplified and watered down version of reality.

I missed my best friend.

Somewhere along the way he decided I wasn't right for him at that time in his life. In his absence, I wandered into the ocean and fell in love with the creatures of the sea. The beauty of nature is so different than the beauty of man. In nature, I forgot I was man.

I'll always love him. Hearts never forget those kinds of things. My powdered milk friend is always with me, no matter how far down into the sea I dive.

Capsules of time like those don't happen often. They are rare gems. I can never be that version of me again. This version remembers that version, and the memories are more than enough to be reminded of how wonderful and magical these journeys can become when we allow ourselves to become lost at sea.I very recently rediscovered that there are people in the world, right now, *at least one* other person, whose lives are not necessarily bound to mine by even a single thread, except that if their lives have no meaning then neither does mine, and if their lives are not worth living then mine is not worth living either.
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#5
Life has no meaning except for what we assign to it. It's so easy to get caught up in the superficial details of life. It's equally easy to fall in love with the beggar or street walker. We choose how to spend our brief moment in these bodies we're assigned.

It's wonderful to see people embracing others and sharing happiness with them. We only have so much time. We ought to spend it well and with those we love, if we can. Life often passes much quicker than we expect.
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#6
Pixie Dust wrote:Life has no meaning except for what we assign to it. It's so easy to get caught up in the superficial details of life. It's equally easy to fall in love with the beggar or street walker. We choose how to spend our brief moment in these bodies we're assigned.

It's wonderful to see people embracing others and sharing happiness with them. We only have so much time. We ought to spend it well and with those we love, if we can. Life often passes much quicker than we expect.I agree with this in principle, but in practice I have found precious few beggars or street walkers who would put up with this kind of thing.
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#7
I think you know, sometimes things take on a meaning we did not assign to them by virtue of their absence.
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#8
In practice it's best to remain uninvolved and to make oneself obsolete.  Most people lack a sound understanding of the mechanics involved in living.  It's easier to not be a part of things that lack meaning or purpose.
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#9
Pixie Dust wrote:In practice it's best to remain uninvolved and to make oneself obsolete.  Most people lack a sound understanding of the mechanics involved in living.  It's easier to not be a part of things that lack meaning or purpose.I really don't know how to embrace others and share happiness with them while remaining uninvolved and obsolete. If I only embraced those who deserved it, there would be no one at all.
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#10
My mistake. I meant you, the others, should love one another.

My situation is a bit different and more complex than the general public.
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#11
Why must people deserve love? Why can't that just be an unconditional state of being, independent of logic and reason?
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#12
Pixie Dust wrote:Why must people deserve love? Why can't that just be an unconditional state of being, independent of logic and reason?Are you asking ME? I don't know, I just live here.

Einstein said we have time so that everything doesn't happen all at once.
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#13
Chaos and destruction is so common that it's really nice to just be still occasionally. To have moments to reflect on the purpose of living.
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#14
Pixie Dust wrote:Chaos and destruction is so common that it's really nice to just be still occasionally. To have moments to reflect on the purpose of living.It's funny. I think exactly the opposite.
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#15
You have no idea how tired I am of BEING STILL and WAITING FOR SOMETHING TO HAPPEN.
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#16
That's expected.  As a kid I always wanted to be normal.  Most want to be exceptional.  The thing about exceptional people is that they are different. Exceptional people often lack normalcy. Exceptional people don't get to have their humanity. Exceptional people are stripped of their humanity.

I hope you eventually appreciate and protect your humanity. Don't try so hard to be exceptional. Sometimes, being normal is the most exceptional thing one can be.
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#17
Pixie Dust wrote:That's expected.  As a kid I always wanted to be normal.  Most want to be exceptional.  The thing about exceptional people is that they are different. Exceptional people often lack normalcy. Exceptional people don't get to have their humanity. Exceptional people are stripped of their humanity.

I hope you eventually appreciate and protect your humanity. Don't try so hard to be exceptional. Sometimes, being normal is the most exceptional thing one can be.No, I'm sorry. I see what you're doing here, but let me just tell you, just because being really weird and poorly socialized turns most women off, it's a logical fallacy that just being normal turns them on.
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#18
Nothing will happen.  Nothing is coming.  Stop waiting.  Live.  Get married.  Reproduce.  Enjoy being alive.  Write books about anything your heart desires, there are no limitations.  

You're completely free of all strings.  Go crazy. Be happy even.

I know one woman who loves the idea of a normal life Smile maybe you just don't like that type XP
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#19
Pixie Dust wrote:Nothing will happen.  Nothing is coming.  Stop waiting.  Live.  Get married.  Reproduce.  Enjoy being alive.  Write books about anything your heart desires, there are no limitations.  

You're completely free of all strings.  Go crazy. Be happy even.

I know one woman who loves the idea of a normal life Smile maybe you just don't like that type XPI'm sorry. None of that is true. Maybe you don't get it. Maybe you CAN'T get it. So please, just believe me. Love is SCARCE. Love is finite. There is only so much love and only so much time.
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#20
I'm sorry if that's not what you wanted to read.
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#21
Pixie Dust wrote:I'm sorry if that's not what you wanted to read.I'm sorry you can look right at me and still never see me at all.
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#22
The most beautiful gift I can imagine is freedom.  No strings.  Free will.  Knowledge.  Those are treasures, are they not?
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#23
Pixie Dust wrote:The most beautiful gift I can imagine is freedom.  No strings.  Free will.  Knowledge.  Those are treasures, are they not?No.

I'm sorry, but the sad truth is I don't have time for this anymore.
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#24
I'm glad. Live your life.
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#25
Pixie Dust wrote:I'm glad. Live your life.Don't be.
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