Posting Love...

To all the Girls I ever Loved Before... also thanks to Willy Nelson: (who wrote that silly old soppy song) Thanks a big Bunch to all my ol Bitches... I felt fingered licked and fucked your slimy slits and penetrated your well used sole/hole and frankly loved it... but I found out there is a love greater than the desire for satisfaction...

it is peace of mind, which you never gave me...

My top 10 of a life time are actually less than 6, the females who meant something more than a yeast infection and a ripped foreskin wounded in the eagerness to penetrate... in those days I was a dog with a permanent hard-on...

JT was the best gal of all... (btw: I knew x3 JT's) She was a real woman and a homemaker, I was young foolish and addicted to Whiskey, got very angry like young men frequently do for no darn reason, and took it out on Her...

JANIS I want your Cabbage...

of course I regret it all and seek Redemption even to this day... but forgiveness is a wicked illusion, how can you ever forgive yourself...

it wasn't love to me then, just accessibility to gratification... I never really loved anything but money and pleasure itself... I was a soulless cold cunt most of my early life... 

I had no feelings for any living thing, I was frozen and isolated, due to being abused at age 9 which is in this blog way back about 1200 blogs back, the fat catholic Priest who abducted me from a Bus Stop in 1962 Autumn after Saturday Kids cinema... at the Empire Cinema in Havant Hampshire:

My personal Angst would blow a power station... so dont try to educate me... now after so many years at 71 (yup I find that hard to equate) I am a sentimental old burnt out pussy, but I will tell you one real thing...

to win the trust and love of a wild animal is the greatest interaction of living things you ever knew to feel trust and infinite Love, nothing money can buy equals that beautiful reciprocal gratitude the beauty of the true poverty of a vulnerable living Life that depends on you alone to continue to Exist...

in the gentleness of tactile touch... there is a deeper place reserved for Animals... whose love is written in blood and sorrow... Innocent Love is the most potent... and sweet...

corrupt Love is a mirror land of deception, who can you trust when you have lost your balls your sense of reality and hope for any thing that gives you Comfort..

the Great EMPTINESS of middle life and beyond... as you grow older you get DISCRIMINATED against because you are no longer youthful and VIABLE, your an old deprecated peasant...

it is the need to be delivered from death and reality, as you knew it... Sex is disposable like flushing the toilet.. after a few weeks you get Bored of all you ever wanted in a new Lover, I.E. Lust has a limited life span, Ho's go through a lot of simple Men, and leave them broken and tormented...

Only Real human-kindness will continue...

and Only GOOD FAITH survives... on judgement day we will measure every wicked thought you ever conceived... such is the depth of the final analysis...

Mmmm... Thank you Janis 10/10 in all my memories.. you are the Mother of my aborted Baby in 1979, I will ever be thankful I knew such a decent good kind and loving Gal...

wishing you well and great health and much joy, in your final few years... Thanks Bunny gal...