Blossom – the daily prompt

via Daily Prompt: Blossom

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.




Lets talk about being accepted, wholly, completely. What if your ideas are different? What if your values are different? There’s a more or less constant sort of tug of war with me regarding ‘being myself’ and ‘being respectful’ or ‘normal’ enough to function in the real world.
So we all think different. We are all individuals. How much should we accommodate the needs – or perceived needs of others in order to get along/find acceptance or live in harmony with others?
So the world is one of contradictions. Its an apparent illusion of inclusion and acceptance and equality, where everyone says one thing and probably thinks something else.
There is a kind of beauty in uniqueness, diversity, those who think outside the box. Without them we wouldn’t have art and different lifestyles.
I’ve often struggled a bit with this balance. If I were truly myself in all circumstances I would probably ruffle a lot of feathers, upset and frustrate the people in my life and probably limit my chances of success in many avenues. but that would be stupid, and being different or whatever you have to learn from experience.
How about this, if you don’t agree with my point of view you can go and fk yourself? Probably a bit strong, and wont win too many people over. Lets try, I’ll be me, you be you, and we’ll show eachother respect while we wear a sort of mask made out of bullshit to fit in with the rest of the world. That’s what I do anyway.
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