Oh, I find it hard to believe there isn’t that one yearning to grab hold of you, keep you snug, and let you let your fires roar.
I know I’d do it in a heartbeat.
Ordinarily, I would delete this type of response β as I chose to do with another you attempted to post here previously β not by reason of an inability to process and adequately speak to criticism, but rather a failure to see any worth in the underlying simplicity and hostile tone of your sentiment.
Whether you choose to believe it, this space is not built upon lies. This site, my virtual home, may be constructed around a veil, but it is one that is based upon an emotional and affective truth. I see little value in adopting an alternate persona in order to construct falsehoods about my desire, my femininity, my sexuality, my yearning, especially in a cultural climate that often struggles with, condemns and punishes sexual openness and experimentation. As I have stated here and elsewhere, this space has allowed me to be a more authentic version of my desiring self because it leaves behind my everyday life and actual identity.
Having said that, it often hints at the struggles and difficulties in that sphere, especially in regard to my sex/love life. On that score, you know nothing of the actualities and challenges I face on a daily basis; you know nothing of the heartache and loneliness. All you know is what I choose to share. All you know, or in your case elect to question and disbelieve, is the way Iβm currently feeling.
A couple of days ago, I posted the following on Twitter:
All I can do is be true to the yearnings, the passions, the emotions Iβm feeling.
For better or worse, this thought sums up the way I express myself in life, here and on that social media platform.
While I thrive on debate, on the analysis of ideas, philosophies and the often overwhelming spectrum of affects, emotions and sensations that come into play in the body, mind and soul when we experience desire, I do not respect or value a snide judgment that contributes little to a greater understanding of sexual passion and connection. Or even disconnection.
I agree that there might be a βchance for meβ, but at the moment my hope is fading away. This post endeavoured to express that loss of hope and the isolation I am currently feeling.
On that note, I bid you farewell and request you no longer waste your time here since my words and imagery aren’t to your taste and you consider me nothing but a charlatan.
Not wanting to lessen any of your sentiment here dear Minx, but as far as debates go, I’d say categorically you had it in the bag.
And I’m sure I speak for 99.9%recurring of your audience when I say that we applaud your magnificant voice and the freedom with which you can express yourself and the divine imagery that your mind/eye/spirit and flesh conjures to provide.
You are a beacon of truth and sensuous bliss in an all too often morose, preoccupied and fraudulent world. And you shine above all else.. So please, keep being you.
absolutely in love with this pic, i love overcast weather, the fog, mystical mist. i’ll keep you warm, my beautiful, we phoenixes (phoenii?) are no strangers to fire… :*
Oooh sexy. Would love to warm you up π
Nx
How quickly can you get here? π
Oh, I find it hard to believe there isn’t that one yearning to grab hold of you, keep you snug, and let you let your fires roar.
I know I’d do it in a heartbeat.
There isn’t. At least the man I desire deeply, doesn’t.
But the fact you would do so is an incredible and humbling compliment, Edward.
Minx gladly would I thaw you out, slowly bit by bit so that no part of you would feel that chill again.
For some reason, that thought is making me shiver, JB…
lost maybe …. alone……never……x
That’s so amazingly sweet of you. Thank you, obsessed…
The sexy little peek of your closed eye is our favorite part of this photo, we think! π
That definitively works for me and my baby blues… π
Just come over this way some. Summer is about to start…
That’s the perfect beginning…
Sweet.
Thank you.
Stop your lying and there might be a chance for you
Ordinarily, I would delete this type of response β as I chose to do with another you attempted to post here previously β not by reason of an inability to process and adequately speak to criticism, but rather a failure to see any worth in the underlying simplicity and hostile tone of your sentiment.
Whether you choose to believe it, this space is not built upon lies. This site, my virtual home, may be constructed around a veil, but it is one that is based upon an emotional and affective truth. I see little value in adopting an alternate persona in order to construct falsehoods about my desire, my femininity, my sexuality, my yearning, especially in a cultural climate that often struggles with, condemns and punishes sexual openness and experimentation. As I have stated here and elsewhere, this space has allowed me to be a more authentic version of my desiring self because it leaves behind my everyday life and actual identity.
Having said that, it often hints at the struggles and difficulties in that sphere, especially in regard to my sex/love life. On that score, you know nothing of the actualities and challenges I face on a daily basis; you know nothing of the heartache and loneliness. All you know is what I choose to share. All you know, or in your case elect to question and disbelieve, is the way Iβm currently feeling.
A couple of days ago, I posted the following on Twitter:
For better or worse, this thought sums up the way I express myself in life, here and on that social media platform.
While I thrive on debate, on the analysis of ideas, philosophies and the often overwhelming spectrum of affects, emotions and sensations that come into play in the body, mind and soul when we experience desire, I do not respect or value a snide judgment that contributes little to a greater understanding of sexual passion and connection. Or even disconnection.
I agree that there might be a βchance for meβ, but at the moment my hope is fading away. This post endeavoured to express that loss of hope and the isolation I am currently feeling.
On that note, I bid you farewell and request you no longer waste your time here since my words and imagery aren’t to your taste and you consider me nothing but a charlatan.
Brava!
Thank you, Os! I felt it needed to be said.
Not wanting to lessen any of your sentiment here dear Minx, but as far as debates go, I’d say categorically you had it in the bag.
And I’m sure I speak for 99.9%recurring of your audience when I say that we applaud your magnificant voice and the freedom with which you can express yourself and the divine imagery that your mind/eye/spirit and flesh conjures to provide.
You are a beacon of truth and sensuous bliss in an all too often morose, preoccupied and fraudulent world. And you shine above all else.. So please, keep being you.
And by the way.. these hands of mine are always at your disposal/command.. And would make excellent bespoke Minx radiators, I assure you!
Thankfully and luckily, this kind of criticism is very rare, bhp. Sadly, those instances have been unproductive.
Iβm so very grateful for your support and humbled by your confidence in me β it means a great after all of these years.
As for your bespoke radiators, how quickly can you get them here? It’s on the chilly side tonight…
I stand with you on this, gorgeous. Nothing fazes true passion and genuine emotions. I am more in awe of you… xo
That’s a truly beautiful and overwhelming compliment. Thank you, Ember… xo
absolutely in love with this pic, i love overcast weather, the fog, mystical mist. i’ll keep you warm, my beautiful, we phoenixes (phoenii?) are no strangers to fire… :*
I can feel the sparks and warmth already… π