Cleaning House #3: Pointless, Insatiable Lust.
I continue eliminating selections from my FB friends list.
Choice #3.
Oh yeah. You’re gone too. We’re not friends. Every time I think about you I salivate. You’re one of those women that is so overwhelmingly attractive I had to consciously check my bowels to make sure they hadn’t accidentally delivered their payload when I first saw you.
You’re nothing but a distraction. I actually had to hide your status updates because the distraction from wanting to sink my teeth into you and devour you became too much. If the fates should have it that you and I get into a mud wrestling match at some point, I’ll take it from there. But until then, I’m going to just cut you loose. Bye-bye.
Insight.
There’s really no point in having someone on my FB list that I have no real rapport with and who serves as a distraction to the deepest core of my lust and intrigue. I mean, it’s just exhausting and frustrating. Torturous to do so when there is no practical resolution to such arousal (short of the obvious self-stimulating activities of which I assure you I engage in plenty of as well and don’t need any additional impetus to do anymore of).
Judgment: I’ve got enough distractions in my life. I don’t this one in particular. You’re gone.
“All day I dream about sex, yes all day I dream about sex.” ~Korn, “A.D.I.D.A.S.”
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- 05.13.10 / 1am
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- Facebook, Friends, frustration, intrigue, lust
"Much like you, I've had many names, played many roles, lived many lives:
Adam. Able. Cain. Thoth. Lancelot. Merlin. Icarus. Machiavelli. Robin Hood. Loki. Lucifer. Casanova...
The jester. The martyr. The redeemer. The avenger. The leader and the follower. The social butterfly and the hermit. The conformist and the renegade...
The paladin. The serpent. The university student. The club kid. The entrepreneur. The apprentice and the teacher. The rising star and the fallen angel...
The prodigal son. Musician. Philosopher. Athlete. The protagonist, antagonist and narrator. The best friend; the arch-nemesis. A jack-of-all-trades and a an expert...
To be the enigma and the answer - this is my choice...
You see, I am human and divine. I am both and I am neither...
I was who I was. I did what I did. I had what I had. I said what I said. I felt how I felt. I thought what I thought. I was who I was.
I am who I am. I do what I do. I have what I have. I say what I say. I feel how I feel. I think what I think. I am who I am.
I will be who I will be. I will do what I will do. I will have what I have. I will say what I say. I will feel how I feel. I will think what I think. I will be who I will be.
I am not my name. I never was. I Am Who I Am.
Now, I am to pose the question to you: "And you are...?"
~ Todd M. Fay (Tuesday, September 8, 2009)
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