The more you know...

“Burning Love - Elvis

Lord Almighty
I feel my temperature rising
Higher higher
It's burning through to my soul

Girl, girl, girl, girl
You're gonna set me on fire
My brain is flaming
I don't know which way to go

Your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love

Ooh, ooh, ooh
I feel my temperature rising
Help me, I'm flaming

I must be a hundred and nine
Burning, burning, burning
And nothing can cool me
I just might turn into smoke
But I feel fine
'Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love

It's coming closer
The flames are now licking my body
Won't you help me
I feel like I'm slippin' away
It's hard to breathe
And my chest is a-heaving
Lord, have mercy
I'm burning a hole where I lay

Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
With burning love
(Ah, ah, burning love)

I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love

“Ball And Chain” - Janis Joplin

Sittin’ down by my window,
Honey, lookin’ out at the rain.
Oh, Lord, Lord, sittin’ down by my window,
Baby, lookin’ out at the rain.
Somethin’ came along, grabbed a hold of me, honey,
And it felt just like a ball and chain.
Honey, that’s exactly what it felt like,
Honey, just dragging me down.

And I say, oh, whoa, whoa, now hon’, tell me why,
Why does every single little tiny thing I hold on to go wrong ?
Yeah it goes wrong, yeah.
And I say, oh, whoa, whoa, now babe, tell me why,
Does every thing, every thing.
Hey, here you gone today, I wanted to love you,
I just wanted to hold you, I said, for so long,
Yeah! Alright! Hey!

Love’s got a hold on me, baby,
Feels like a ball and chain.
Now, love’s just draggin’ me down, baby,
Feels like a ball and chain.
I hope there’s someone out there who could tell me
Why the man I love wanna leave me in so much pain.
Yeah, maybe, maybe you could help me, come on, help me!

And I say, oh, whoa, whoa, now hon’, tell me why,
Now tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me why, yeah.
And I say, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, when I ask you,
When I need to know why, c’mon tell me why, hey hey hey,
Here you’ve gone today,
I wanted to love you and hold you
Till the day I die.
I said whoa, whoa, whoa!!

And I say oh, whoa, whoa, no honey
It ain’t fair, daddy it ain’t fair what you do,
I see what you’re doin’ to me and you know it ain’t fair.
And I say oh, whoa whoa now baby
It ain’t fair, now, now, now, what you do
I said hon’ it ain’t fair what, hon’ it ain’t fair what you do.
Oh, here you gone today and all I ever wanted to do
Was to love you
Honey you can still hear me rock and roll the best,
Only it ain’t roll, no, no, no, no, no.

Sittin’ down by my window,
Lookin’ out at the rain.
Lord, Lord, Lord, sittin’ down by my window,
Lookin’ out at the rain, see the rain.
Somethin’ came along, grabbed a hold of me,
And it felt like a ball and chain.
Oh this can’t be in vain
And I’m gonna tell you one more time, yeah, yeah!

And I say oh, whoa whoa, now baby
This can’t be, no this can’t be in vain,
And I say no no no no no no no no, whoa,
And I say whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Now now now now now now now now now no no not in vain
Hey, hope there is someone that could tell me
Hon’, tell me why love is like
Just like a ball
Just like a ball
Baaaaaaalllll
Oh daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy
And a chain.
Yeah.

“Our Truth” - Lacuna Coil

Clock is ticking while I'm killing time
Spinning all around
Nothing else that you can do to turn it back
Wicked partnership in this crime
Ripping off the best
Condescending smile

Trying to forget
We're falling right through
Lying to forget
We're raising our truth
Come tease me

Clock is ticking while I'm killing time
Can't you turn it back?
Stop the cycle, set it free, run away
Silent sneaking along my path
Rugged the road but we feel it like we're flying
(Feel it like we're flying)

Trying to forget
We're falling right through
Lying to forget
We're raising our truth

Trying to forget
We're falling right through
Lying to forget
We're raising our truth

Is this what you do for a living? Create Power Points, graphs, and Venn Diagrams on a site where I can show off my erect penis and people will comment on it? Is this all you’ve got? Is this the crux of your existence?

You’re not going to change the world here. I shouldn’t have to tell you that, but here I am, telling you that you are not going to change the world here.

Shut the hell up and post some dirty pictures.

Sure, Stephen King. Sure.

Write another novel, why don't ya!

“Strange Brew” - Cream

Strange brew, killin' what's inside of you

She's a witch of trouble in electric blue
In her own mad mind, she's in love with you
With you, now what you gonna do?
Strange brew, killin' what's inside of you

She's some kind of demon messin' in the glue
If you don't watch out, it'll stick to you
To you, what kind of fool are you?
Strange brew, killin' what's inside of you

On a boat in the middle of a raging sea
She would make a scene for it all to be ignored
And wouldn't you be bored?
Strange brew, killin' what's inside of you

Strange brew, strange brew
Strange brew, strange brew
Strange brew, killin' what's inside of you

“Either Or Both” - Phoebe Snow

Sometimes these hands get so clumsy
That I drop things and people laugh
Sometimes these hands seem so graceful
I can see them signin' autographs

What I want to know from you
When you hear my plea
Do you like or love
Either or both of me
Do you like or love
Either or both of me

Sometimes this face looks so funny
That I hide it behind a book
But sometimes this face has so much class
That I have to sneak a second look

Sometimes this life gets so empty
That I become afraid
Then I remember you're in it
And I think I might still have it made

(I downloaded the album this song is on. I’ve always like Phoebe Snow.)

Or, not. There are no guarantees.

Stop defending the indefensible. Marxism is an anti-human evil blight on humanity. It’s an excuse for a political elite to justify the enslavement of the masses so that a powerful minority can live off the labor of those they’ve enslaved. They’re no better than the crony capitalists they claim to hate. The idiot who created this ideology deserves nothing but our greatest contempt.

You sure are dense, aren't you, clinging to the philosophy of a pathetically delusional poor excuse of a man who could not keep a job and who shamelessly took advantage of the generosity of others foolish enough to house him and feed him.

Marx was nothing more than a leech.

“Hold Me Now” - Thompson Twins

I have a picture
Pinned to my wall
An image of you and of me
And we're laughing
We're loving it all

But look at our life now
All tattered and torn
We fuss and we fight
And delight in the tears
That we cry until dawn
Oh, oh

Hold me now, oh-whoa
Warm my heart
Stay with me
Let lovin' start
Let lovin' start

You say I'm a dreamer
We're two of a kind
Both of us searching
For some perfect world
We know we'll never find

So, perhaps I should leave here
Yeah, yeah, and go far away
But you know that
There's nowhere that I'd rather be
Than with you here today
Oh-whoa, oh-whoa

Hold me now, oh-whoa
Warm my heart
Stay with me
Let lovin' start
Let lovin' start, oh-whoa

Hold me now, oh-whoa
Warm my heart
Stay with me
Let lovin' start, let lovin' start
Whoa-oh-oh

You ask if I love you
Well, what can I say?
You know that I do
And that this is just
One of those games that we play

So, I'll sing you a new song
Please don't cry anymore
I'll even ask your forgiveness
Though I don't know
Just what I'm asking it for
Oh-whoa, oh-whoa

Hold me now (in your lovin' arms), oh-whoa
Warm my heart (warm my cold and tired heart)
Stay with me (you wanna stay with me)
Let lovin' start, let lovin' start
Whoa-oh

Hold me now (hold me in your lovin' arms), oh-whoa
Warm my heart (warm my cold and tired heart)
Stay with me (you wanna stay with me)
Let lovin' start, let lovin' start
Whoa-oh

Hold me now (hold me in your lovin' arms), oh-whoa
Warm my heart (warm my cold and tired heart)
Stay with me (you wanna stay with me)
Let lovin' start, let lovin' start
Whoa-oh

Hold me now (hold me in your lovin' arms), oh-whoa
Warm my heart warm my cold and tired heart
Stay with me (you wanna stay with me)
Let lovin' start, let lovin' start
Whoa-oh

Hold me now (hold me in your lovin' arms), oh-whoa
Warm my heart (warm my cold and tired heart)
Stay with me (you wanna stay with me)
Let lovin' start, let lovin' start
Whoa-oh

“The Promise” - Chris Cornell

If I had nothing to my name
But photographs of you
Rescued from the flames
That is all I would ever need
As long as I can read
What's written on your face

The strength that shines
Behind your eyes
The hope and light
That will never die

One promise you made
One promise that always remains
No matter the price
A promise to survive
Persevere and thrive
As we've always done

And you said
"The poison in a kiss
Is the lie upon the lips"
Truer words were never shared
When I feel
Like lies are all I hear
I pull my memories near
The one thing they can't take

One promise you made
One promise that always remains
No matter the price
A promise to survive
Persevere and thrive
As we've always done

The books still open
On the table
The bells still ringing
In the air
The dreams still clinging
To the pillow
The songs still singing
In a prayer

Now my soul
Is stretching through the roots
To memories of you
Back through time and space
To carry home
The faces and the names
And photographs of you
Rescued from the flames

One promise you made
One promise that always remains
No matter the price
A promise to survive
Persevere and thrive
And dare to rise once more
A promise to survive
Persevere and thrive
And fill the world with life
As we've always done

I’m still not going to obsess over what some pasty blob with rainbow hair living in its mom’s basement fifty years from now might think of me.

No kidding.

As if Marxism has ever made anyone’s life better, outside the Party’s inner circle, that is.

You can blather on and on about the “horrors” of capitalism, which is typical of people who have never actually had to work hard for a living, but that does not change the history of Marxism in practice here in the real world.

Marxism, and all its derivatives, including Euro-style Socialism, has stifled human progress for more than century now, wherever it has been attempted.

It has also killed more people since 1917 than all the wars waged since 1865 combined.

How many innovations in science and technology have ever come from a purely socialist nation, advances that did not involve warfare and human subjugation? Even the advances in technologies in western Europe since 1946 have been relatively few and minor in nature, compared to purely capitalistic societies elsewhere, including the US and Japan, for example.

And, who are you, a privileged Nederlander who has had all the advantages and benefits a largely capitalist system has had to offer since 1946, to talk about poverty? If you’ve lived anywhere west and south of the former East Germany, especially during the 1980s and 1990s and beyond, you’ve known nothing but comfort and privilege your entire life.

You have no idea what it is to do without anything. You have been coddled and indulged your entire life. You are so used to what you have had from birth, you cannot even appreciate what you have now.

And you dare speak of poverty! The privileged truly do not recognize their own privilege!

When we’re dead, we don’t care about anything. None of will even be aware of anything, good or bad.

How about this: We should be concerned with what is happening here and now, with an eye to the future, and try NOT to be exclusively focused on what might or might not come to pass. We can only influence what might happen sometime in the future, but we can never be certain anything we do today will make any impact on tomorrow for better or for worse. We should be less concerned about what five generations from now might think about us, and more concerned about what kind of world our children today are forced to inhabit.

Take care of today, and tomorrow will take care of itself.

“Promises, Promises” - Naked Eyes

Never had a doubt in the beginning
Never a doubt
Trusted you true in the beginning
I loved you right through

Arm in arm, we laughed like kids
At all the silly things we did

You made me promises (promises), promises
Knowing I'd believe
Promises (promises), promises
I knew you'd never keep

Second time around and I'm retreating
I'm losing my ground
This time around, there's no believing
What you wanted to have found

You were saying you and me
Are not your style or cup of tea

You made me promises (promises), promises
I knew you'd never keep
Promises (promises), promises
Why do I believe?

Arm in arm, we laughed like kids
At all the silly things we did
And now you're saying you and me
Are not your style or cup of tea

You made me promises (promises), promises
I knew you'd never keep
Promises (promises), promises
Why do I believe all of your promises?
I knew you'd never keep
Promises (promises), promises
Why do I believe?

Promises (promises)
Promises (promises)
Promises (promises)
Promises (promises)
Promises (promises)
Promises (promises)
Promises (promises)

“Big Time” - Peter Gabriel

Hi there!

I'm on my way, I'm making it (oh)
I've got to make it show, yeah
(Yeah!)
So much larger than life
I'm gonna watch it growing

The place where I come from is a small town
They think so small, they use small words
But not me
I'm smarter than that, I worked it out
I've been stretching my mouth
To let those big words come right out

I've had enough, I'm getting out to the city
The big, big city
I'll be a big noise with all the big boys
So much stuff I will own

And I will pray to a big God
As I kneel in the big church

(Big time)
I'm on my way, I'm making it (big time)
Ooh, yes (big time)
I've got to make it show, yeah (big time)
(Big time) so much larger than life
(Big time) I'm gonna watch it growing (big time)

My parties have all the big names
And I greet them with the widest smile
Tell them how my life is one big adventure
And always, they're amazed
When I show them 'round the house to my bed
I had it made like a mountain range
With a snow-white pillow for my big fat head

And my heaven will be a big heaven
And I will walk through the front door

(Big time)
I'm on my way, I'm making it (big time)
C'mon (big time)
I've got to make it show, yeah (big time)
(Big time) so much larger than life
(Big time) I'm gonna watch it growing (big time)

(Big time)
My car's getting bigger (big time)
My house getting bigger (big time)
My eyes getting bigger (big time)
And my mouth (big time)
My belly's getting bigger (big time)
And my bank account (big time)
Look at my circumstance (big time)
And the bulge in my
Big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big!

I’ve been in love with my cock since age 11. It’s been my longest love affair.

Let them try. FAFO.

“Right-wingers” don’t understand where poverty comes from? Bullshit! That’s typical privileged upper class socialist rhetoric, meaning, it is just spoiled brat drivel.

I came from poverty. I escaped from a system that was designed to keep me poor, ignorant, and dependent, a system with the word “compassion” falsely painted over it. I became successful through my own efforts, and I did so without the “assistance” of that tender trap we refer to as the state welfare system.

I worked hard for decades, sacrificing birthdays, holidays, time off with my family, expending a lot of emotional and psychic energy, to get where I am today. If I had relied on the pseudo-socialist system passing for a “safety net” in parts of this nation, I would still be an impoverished and dependent ward of the State.

Don’t preach to me about how “right-wingers” don’t know where poverty comes from. We know. It comes from the Socialist mindset, where, as a bureaucrat in Indochina once admitted (and I paraphrase here), “Socialism makes us all equal in poverty.” That is why we refuse to willingly participate in it. We escaped it and we do NOT want to return to it.

No one is shitting on anyone, other than the Leftist entitled elites who promise the moon to the “poor” if they would just vote for them, and then deliver shit in the form of promises broken and hot air rhetoric, just to stay in power(mainly for their own self-enrichment taken off the backs of the very people they were elected to represent).

In these modern times, the Haves are now very much on the Left and not so much on the Right, and the upper class hero Karl Marx was an evil fool.

If it happens after I’m gone, I won’t care.

One of my most memorable times that involved my penis was when I was in the Navy back in the mid 1980s. My squadron was on a WESTPAC/IO cruise onboard the USS Kitty Hawk and we were in a working port at Subic Bay Naval Station, the Republic of the Philippines.

A buddy told me about a massage parlor in town where you could get a great legitimate massage, and for a few pisos more, you could get a “special” massage. One night, after going off duty, I put on civvies and crossed the Shit River bridge into Olongopo City, just right outside the main gate.

The massage parlor was a couple of blocks up Magsaysay on the left. I found it easily, went in, and naturally ordered the “special” massage, which was not listed on the menu in the front lobby.

I was then shown up to a room, where I was greeted by a very pleasant looking older Pinay woman. She told me to strip and had me lay on a massage table.

The back massage was awesome. Then, she had me flip over and began on my front. Of course, during this very relaxing legitimate massage, I began to get an erection.

After she had me rubbed head to toe, she began to work on my very hard boner. After a couple of minutes of hand work, she then turned around, took out her teeth, and then began to give me my first and most memorable blow job.

It was unbelievable! Her toothless mouth was magical as her smooth gums worked up and down on my rock hard throbbing cock.

The pleasure grew more and more intense as her mouth worked on my shaft and glans, building and building until I had one of the longest and most powerful orgasms of my life. I actually shouted out loud, it was so intense!

I slept like a baby that night when I finally hit the rack. It was definitely worth the $5 tip I gave her afterward!

Most of my edging sessions have been about an hour and a half to two hours long, mainly when I’m watching internet porn. My loads tend to be a bit bigger and more vigorous when I finally let myself ejaculate after that amount of time. I would sometimes get some good air, shooting more than the length of my cock straight up on the first couple of big spurts.

I spent about four hours edging myself in my room at the Atlantis in Reno a few years back when I took my bike to the dealer for servicing back in 2014. Then, in July of that same year, I spent three hours edging in our camper at a campground in Vernal, Utah while everyone else was out on a river rafting tour on the Green River.

I documented both sessions with numerous photos, some of which I have posted here. Both times, I was right at the edge of getting blue balls. Both times, I blew huge juicy loads.

I’ve gotten blue balls a couple of times over the years. The last time was when I got into an overnight heavy petting session with my then future bride back in 1996. Not fun, meaning, the petting was fun, but the blue balls was miserable. I had to drive half an hour back home like that. When I got back, I had to relieve the pressure with a good stroke, but even then, it took about a hour to feel somewhat normal again. Ice packs are supposed to help, but I didn’t have much ice that morning. I’d rather just jack-off anyway.

“Unforgettable” - Nat “King” Cole

Unforgettable, that's what you are
Unforgettable, though near or far
Like a song of love that clings to me
How the thought of you does things to me
Never before has someone been more

Unforgettable, in every way
And forever more, that's how you'll stay
That's why, darling, it's incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too

Unforgettable, in every way
And forever more, that's how you'll stay
That's why, darling, it's incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too

Howdy!

Yup!

Nope! Not me! I love it when everybody and anybody say nice things about my little buddy!

“Suddenly Last Summer” - The Motels

It happened one summer
It happened one time
It happened forever
For a short time
A place for a moment
An end to dream
Forever I loved you
Forever it seemed

One summer never ends
One summer never began
It keeps me standing still
It takes all my will
And then suddenly
Last summer

Sometimes I never leave
But sometimes I would
Sometimes I stay too long
Sometimes I would
Sometimes it frightens me
Sometimes it would
Sometimes I'm all alone
And wish that I could

One summer never ends
One summer never begins
It keeps me standing still
It takes all my will
And then suddenly
Last summer
And then suddenly
Last summer

One summer never ends
One summer never begins
It keeps me standing still
It takes all my will
And then suddenly
Last summer
And then suddenly
Last summer
Until suddenly
Last Summer

And then suddenly
Last summer
Until suddenly
Last Summer

“He’ll Have To Go” - Jim Reeves

Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone
Let's pretend that we're together all alone
I'll tell the man to turn the jukebox way down low
And you can tell your friend there with you, he'll have to go

Whisper to me, tell me do you love me true
Or is he holding you the way I do?
Though love is blind, make up your mind, I've got to know
Should I hang up or will you tell him, he'll have to go?

You can't say the words I want to hear
While you're with another man
Do you want me? Answer yes or no
Darling, I will understand

Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone
Let's pretend that we're together all alone
I'll tell the man to turn the jukebox way down low
And you can tell your friend there with you
He'll have to go

“I Just Want To Make Love To You" - Foghat

I don't want you cook my bread
I don't want you make my bed
I don't want your money too
I just wanna make love to you

I don't want you be no slave
I don't want you work all day
I don't want you to be sad and blue
I just wanna make love to you

I can tell by the way that you, baby, talk
I can see by the way that you switch and walk
I can tell by the way that you treat your man
But I could love you, baby, it's a cryin' shame

I don't want you wash my clothes
I don't want you keep a home
I don't want you to be true
I just wanna make love to you

I don't want you be no slave
I don't want you work all day
I don't want you to be true
I just wanna make love to you

I don't want you keep a home
I don't want you wash my clothes
I don't want you to be true
I just wanna make love

“How Near, How Far” - …And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of The Dead

Looking back in time
Through verses set in nursery rhyme
At oil painted eyes
Of muses left behind
I swear I know not why
Those eyes have always left me dry

She stands with arms stretched out
Towards the mountains and the clouds
Oil painted eyes
Blind yet hypnotized
I swear I know not why
Those eyes have always left me dry
Me dry

How near, how far, how lost they are
How near, how far, how lost they are
How near, how far, how lost they are
How near, how far, how lost they are
How near, how far, how lost they are
How near, how far

I've rendered every line
Every contour of a muse's eye
Painted in my mind
On canvases of time
I swear I know not why
Those eyes have always left me dry
Me dry
Me dry

I’m sure Neil Young appreciates this one!

“I’m A Loser” - The Beatles

I'm a loser
I'm a loser
And I'm not what I appear to be

Of all the love I have won or have lost
There is one love I should never have crossed
She was a girl in a million, my friend
I should have known she would win in the end

I'm a loser
And I lost someone who's near to me
I'm a loser
And I'm not what I appear to be

Although I laugh and I act like a clown
Beneath this mask I am wearing a frown
My tears are falling like rain from the sky
Is it for her or myself that I cry

I'm a loser
And I lost someone who's near to me
I'm a loser
And I'm not what I appear to be

What have I done to deserve such a fate
I realize I have left it too late
And so it's true, pride comes before a fall
I'm telling you so that you won't lose all

I'm a loser
And I lost someone who's near to me
I'm a loser
And I'm not what I appear to be