Treat – the daily post prompt

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Treat – conjures up images of wicked sin. At least, it does to me. Have I been a good boy? Am I going to get looked after? Will you take care of me?

Have I deserved a treat?

You hold a power over me. Yet, you wield it gently, caring, tenderly. You can be controlling and sometimes get under my skin, but I’d do anything for that treat.

Wrapped in lace and sensual fabrics, you slowly move your body to give me glances. A hint of colour, a flash of flesh. I am ready for my treat. 

Teasing, caressing, tender touch. Soft fleshy parts mesh with firmness. It’s a wonderfully delicate dance of anatomy. My mind goes to mush, endorphins flood my brain, and I am lost, in your treat.

Look out, honey, I got a treat for you, and here it comes! 





Daily Prompt – Reservation

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Here I am, experiencing life, yet I have made no reservation. It’s like when I turned up in Fredericton this week, no reservation, no idea where I was going to stay. I’d come looking for a place to live. A few days in the city. It was cold. A cold snap. Jesus it was cold. But then, everywhere in Canada and the northern US is experiencing some sort of a polar blast right now.

I parked the rental car in a sort of snowbank-cum-parking lot at the front of the hotel. I didn’t have a reservation for the rental car either. I wasn’t sure if I had made one, so I asked at the first counter. ‘No, we are sold out, have been all week’. She said. Uh-oh I thought to self. Luckily, the second counter had cars to rent. Would have been a long walk into the city.

I slipped and sloshed on the snowy ground as my boots tried for purchase on the uneven surfaces. A gentle breeze more akin to a slap in the face with a bucket of ice whisked past me, maybe more so through me.

I was greeted by a very enthusiastic guy at the Crowne Plaza, actually the first hotel I came across – just about any hotel would have done. I had flown across Canada that day to be here. Luckily, there were rooms available.

The guy was very friendly, and soon he was joined by a work colleague and they both seemed unnaturally happy to be receiving a new guest. It was nice. They referred me to some pubs and I got a card to play an hour of free pool at Dooly’s.

No reservations. That’s how I like to travel sometimes. It can turn out great, and it can be a cluster of disappointments and turn-aways. I’ll take my chances!


Blossom – the daily prompt

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Blossom, conjures images of spring, flowers, that wonderful feint aroma of delicate fragrances that emanate from the garden. Not like the overpowering assault on the nasal passage that you get when you pass by the perfume counters at department stores, something much more organic, and subtle.

My garden is blossoming. Its wonderful to see the flowers, with their colours and textures, as they bob in the breeze, their stems resisting the tension placed on them by the breeze, oscillating, back and forth, a natural spring and damper system at work, somewhat like a young engineer might study in class, yet immensely more beautiful and powerful than a clinical diagram of a spring and a piston, accompanied by a differential equation in mechanical mathematics.

The insects fly around, intoxicated by the heady aromas, they are in a frenzy of pollen collecting and incidental fertilization of the plants. They are driven, by perhaps millions of years of evolution, instinctively drawn to the sweetness in the flowers. For them, its a about survival. The birds, they too are drawn to these wonders of nature. The bugs provide a tempting game, and the garden provides the ideal environment for their quarry.

A blossom is like a woman’s sex. Layers and folds of wonderful promise. Changing in texture, and shape, and fullness. As the birds and insects are drawn, so is a man to this wonderful creation. The subtle sensations, the taste, the smell, its all just part of natures plan. It’s an intoxicating blend of pheromones and pleasant smells, and the taste, it can be so subtle, delicate, organic, orgasmic!

A person can blossom too, as they grow, their personalities are revealed. Sometimes challenged, sometimes humble, sometimes the aggressor, always evolving with experience. All wonderfully unique.


Create – Daily Prompt


via Daily Prompt: Create

Create havoc.

Create space.

Create a mess.

Create an album.

Create a masterpiece.

Create a big pile of shit.

CREATE an acronym:

Custard Reloading Engaging Artificial Testosterone Erections

Contagious Religion Enters Absolute Tantric Energy

Cadavers Revived Energy Association Tent Embassy

Create the universe.

Create a myth.

Create dysfunction.

Create tension.

Create conflict.

Create life.

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Heal – daily prompt.

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Heal. Would suggest a kind of repairing, renewing, growing over. Could be physical, could be emotional. Some things take a long time to heal. Some wounds never heal, we carry them like a stubborn injury that we did some years ago.

Do we prevent ourselves from healing? Perhaps reliving the injury, maybe compounding the injury with activities, thoughts, emotions intended to mask and cover up, only to have the wound fester and remain unresolved? Self medicating, alcohol, drugs, other vices? I think maybe none of those things help us heal, they just give a kind of a bandage, that as the new day dawns, with it comes the hangover, the debt, the guilt, the shame of our feeble attempts to cover up our wounds.

Can others heal us? Do others prevent us from healing? Is it ok not to heal some wounds, or are we really selling our selves short? Worse, maybe we are carrying a burden that the injury has inflicted such that we never realise our full potential, or allow the past injury to inflict new damage on current and future relationships.

Sometimes, it takes real courage, vulnerability to face up to the reality that we are hurting. Maybe we have to show tears. Maybe we have to shout to express the bottled up pain and frustration. Maybe it just takes time, maybe we need to reach out and get some help. Maybe we have to open up and tell people how we really feel. Maybe we need to hit the rock bottom of despair, pain, shame, resentment before we are ready to begin our journey. With that expression of honesty maybe, we can begin on our way to healing.

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Controversy – Daily Prompt

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Hmm controversy. That’s controversial.

My blogging is controversial. Its got stuff in there that could cause a controversy. Stuff like pictures and sexual imagery, and maybe some sketches that cover controversial material like relationship dynamics and polyamorous things. It might be too controversial for some. That’s ok, take it or leave it.

I’ll tell you what I steer clear of – politics, that’s too controversial. Good way to divide opinions and polarise people. Just like religion. There’s a good way to start a controversy. I bet there’s tons of blogs back and forth about politics and religion. Not for me. I’ll stick to less controversial shit that is actually more fun.

War – that’s controversial. Especially if you are on the wrong side, or don’t agree with the philosophy as to why the war was being waged. I’m not getting into a controversial debate. Respect to those who served their cause, no matter what there origin or nationality was.

Here’s a photo of a Vietnam memorial. I think this one is in Colorado. I took the picture on a road trip.


Instinct – The Daily Prompt

My instinct is to stand up and fight, or maybe to run, or maybe I like the glance I get up that woman’s skirt as she reaches down to pick up her handbag before leaving the café. My instinct is to tell my old school teachers to go fk themselves (only the nasty ones, there were good ones too). My instinct, if I lived on the plains of Africa would be to go choke a small mammal and cook it over the fire, but I don’t live on the plains of Africa, so I mosey on over to the fridge and make a sandwich with ham and cheese and a bit of mayonnaise.

My instinct, is to put my seed into as many women as I can, but sadly, I am not a master of a harem, just  a regular guy so maybe I just have a little moment to myself or sometimes watch some readily available digital high speed smut. But hey that’s just a thought, I don’t need all that, we are talking about instincts here.

My instinct is to tell my partner to shut the fk up when she is whinging or winding on. But I don’t, or maybe I do sometimes, but I never want to hurt her but sometimes I just want space.

But hey – we are talking about instincts, and I am not an uncivilized individual, just a guy with instincts, and options, and control strategies, and anxiety, and joy and all those things that make us human.

Daily Word Prompt – Dreaming

So I started a dream journal a few years ago. Its a great way to capture the dreams you have, and then you can go back and read them and over time you forget them but as you read them you are reminded and its fun and interesting.

Not only that but you develop an improved dream recollection skill. Keep a notepad next to the bed, sometimes you will remember your dreams as you wake up but you will forget quickly so having that notepad next to you is a great tool.