Posted: 2015-10-22 21:45:28
Monika and Chantelle
You are too kind.
I will have to go past Daporras fruit and veg shop to collect some brown bags. Didn't know you actually got them any more? I usually buy at the corner cafe and they use plastic bags. But they are pretty much see-through, so it would defies the reason for putting it over my head ?
Also , I think I would be sweating in them plastics. And I seen enough spy movies to know that if tightened, one cannot breathe ? But then we are in another kinky place again ? 50 shades of ugly ?
Thats why I was suggesting pillowcases. It is re-usuable, after giving it a wishy washy, so the same one can be used time after time. My monogram could also be put on it, as I quite like it on my tailored shirts.
But the one thing that will help, is darkness. Not on the edge of Town, but in the room. And not the dark force that may or may not be with you. Wise Yoda ? Oh shit, I almost look like Yoda. Why did I go there. Oh yes , short , fat , ugly old ? That be Yoda.
The darkness will envelop us in it's soft and gentle embrace, my profoundly ugly silhouette dampened by the soft edges of the dark blanket. And that is why my best work is done under the cover of darkness, for I love to give. Inhibition left with the putting off of the electical light, and a really small birthday candle providing the only illumination so that two blurred forms can feel their way around each other, exploring the hidden valleys and hills , mine maybe more pronounced and soft, but maybe not all so soft ?
Bottle half empty :
Cant believe that a fucking intelligent person can write such shit. Off to bed now. Must be this bottle. Only half empty, imagine what shit will sprout when it is empty. For profound wisdom lies at the bottom of the bottle . Quote : Peter Buck
It was a good day.
Work was fun. Which it should be. The sushi was great. Did a good deed as well. Visit was magical.
Written at 21h30.
Bottle now empty : This is profoundness at it's best :
It is easier not to be wise, and measure things by your brain. It is easier not to be great, and measure things by your eyes. Your anchor is up, you have been swept away, and the best of friends wont hesitate to leave you there, by yourself chained to fate, but I alone love you. I alone will come for you. I alone love you. This does not have to be the end of it. I alone love you.