The scene
A cool day in autumn the breeze carries a chill to the air in the square where people haave been gathering for the past feew hours . The sun is still strong enouth to warm the rotten fruit and dry the spit and urine on their skin. There the five convicted hand by their wrist naked for all to see and be made fun of. Their families forced to attend. The victimns of theses criminals leading in the throwing of projectiles and insults. Then at noon the firetruck brought up and the howe opens a huge stream of water biting into their skin and cleaning them of debris. Now the punishemnt is meated out to their backs and behinds the quantity and the instruement to be used defined by the judge and the crime.A fantasy no a wish to replace the prison system with . A few months to make sure they have time to think of their crime and more important their punishment. I think far better then spending time in your home on weekend confined to tv and nintendo.Yes all for revenge then when punishment and time are served accept them back into society not continue to punish them so they are driven back to crime as we do now.
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Decisions
So after 6 months of operations and sitting around with no exercise and lots of food I have gained 2 kilos. Not a Happy camper, while when I have my Dom cap on does not mean much they are not sold by the pound and while we like to do not have to look like an Adonis.
However , as a slave being naked tends to make you want to look your best. As a slave not seeing your dick because it is small is one thing not seeing because you stomach is in the way is another worse mistaking your big toe for your dick.
Lack of breath for a Dom means you sit more often for a slave means you cannot get away that quick. So for those on the block well I would want to loose these kilos and more if possible if I decide it to be a dominant year well slave slow down so I can catch you! hmmm nope going to loose the weight either way so no help in deciding there .
However , as a slave being naked tends to make you want to look your best. As a slave not seeing your dick because it is small is one thing not seeing because you stomach is in the way is another worse mistaking your big toe for your dick.
Lack of breath for a Dom means you sit more often for a slave means you cannot get away that quick. So for those on the block well I would want to loose these kilos and more if possible if I decide it to be a dominant year well slave slow down so I can catch you! hmmm nope going to loose the weight either way so no help in deciding there .
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Clarity
I have recently been given new vision through surgery and the new implantation abilities I have a new liens and vision in my right eye. I see images crisp formation of paragraphs are not as difficult and my depth perception is returning slowly. How well i will recover my vision is unknown but it will be much better then what I had.
If given the choice I would not have had it at this time. Do not get me wrong I do not want to give it back but for one the timing .Having poor vision at Christmas allow you to see so much more. I have lost the starry eye vision of a child, I do not see happiness and joy that should be in the world at this time but instead the stark images of suffering.
The images of pixies, elves and angels has changed into sad men ringing bells without meaning nor knowledge of who they represent. Now my vision is so much better I no longer have to interpret what I see instead I see the dark images in sharp quality. With out thought dismiss them so i can see the next new thing. Perhaps we grow old and loose ability to protect us from lack of care we have given to our fellow man and the world we live on. Sad to speak this way at Christmas but I worry that now i want more. I want the other eye done I have more feeling to things that belong to forty year old not fifty seven year old. I want more and my cravings are of desire not revelling in memories of life.
So maybe there are things that should be left to grow old. I feel greedy so I guess there is clarity in my life now I realize that like others my Christmas spirit is based in greed not giving. Well so much for starry eyed visions and trees . I guess it is time to give I guess it might be time to bring out the chains and paddles and give some one a lovely red ass , As it is Christmas. you know!
I guess if I squint and wear the wrong glasses after having enough wine might help perhaps i willjust slowdown and take everything I now see as if it is a painting and just enjoy the vision and sbsorb the details. Really I think the smile of a child opening their gift on Christmas morn, or a vision of them having a starry eye look at a tree might be better. I might even see a pyxie or two myself.
After all we have the rest of the year to hate ourselves and others.
Yes we have lots of time so a some good cheer is a good idea . Mery Christmas to you all.
If given the choice I would not have had it at this time. Do not get me wrong I do not want to give it back but for one the timing .Having poor vision at Christmas allow you to see so much more. I have lost the starry eye vision of a child, I do not see happiness and joy that should be in the world at this time but instead the stark images of suffering.
The images of pixies, elves and angels has changed into sad men ringing bells without meaning nor knowledge of who they represent. Now my vision is so much better I no longer have to interpret what I see instead I see the dark images in sharp quality. With out thought dismiss them so i can see the next new thing. Perhaps we grow old and loose ability to protect us from lack of care we have given to our fellow man and the world we live on. Sad to speak this way at Christmas but I worry that now i want more. I want the other eye done I have more feeling to things that belong to forty year old not fifty seven year old. I want more and my cravings are of desire not revelling in memories of life.
So maybe there are things that should be left to grow old. I feel greedy so I guess there is clarity in my life now I realize that like others my Christmas spirit is based in greed not giving. Well so much for starry eyed visions and trees . I guess it is time to give I guess it might be time to bring out the chains and paddles and give some one a lovely red ass , As it is Christmas. you know!
I guess if I squint and wear the wrong glasses after having enough wine might help perhaps i willjust slowdown and take everything I now see as if it is a painting and just enjoy the vision and sbsorb the details. Really I think the smile of a child opening their gift on Christmas morn, or a vision of them having a starry eye look at a tree might be better. I might even see a pyxie or two myself.
After all we have the rest of the year to hate ourselves and others.
Yes we have lots of time so a some good cheer is a good idea . Mery Christmas to you all.
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