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Fingers Do the Walking
Posted:Jun 10, 2021 3:12 pm
Last Updated:Jun 11, 2021 4:40 am
It's not always the worst thing in the world.

Some folks can only see how bad everything is.

I'm not an optimist. I'm a realist.
I don't expect be pleased by each and every aspect of my life.
Or someone else's life.
Fill in the Blank
Posted:Jun 4, 2021 1:30 am
Last Updated:Jun 11, 2021 9:16 am

Within a completely different blog-space, where we wear coats and ties, I write a weekly offering called " Fill in the Blank".
With a tip-o'-the-hat toward Mark Goodson and Bill Todman ( a pair of men that have occupied the attention of countless housewives and third-shift teamsters, etc. from the early-sixties through the mid-seventies ) -- an homage to a daytime television show known as " Match Game ".

When I watched it, as a prepubescent, Gene Rayburn was the host and, dare I say, a model for 20th Century humor. I didn't get all the jokes, nor did I understand the inbetweens he and Betty White shared... but I was enthralled by the silly answers the questions posed.

So, very recently, I discovered that TSdates.com is a form of " match game ".

I always knew that, but now more than ever... the " spark " offerings of making a match are the least flammable I have experienced here in decades. There used be a community here. Where did it go?

So anyway... I'll throw out a fill-in-the-blank y' and again receive a form of litmus test regarding many-if-not-most of the members in THIS forum.

I LOG ONTO TSdates.com BECAUSE _________________________________.
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Open letter to a philosopher
Posted:May 25, 2021 8:47 am
Last Updated:May 25, 2021 6:06 pm

First... my posts are still being manipulated by the powers that be.

If an occasional short word and sometimes worse - a single letter - is missing from my posts; rest assured such errors were not in the original writing. I edit documents for a living. 'nuff said.

Some of my posts are still being denied outright. Censorship should be the eighth Cardinal Sin.

Speaking of sin... my latest novel is all about the idea of sin. It is quite possibly my most intense undertaking as a writer.
I tend to question everything before drawing my own conclusion. I was raised Roman Catholic. I call myself a " recovering Catholic " - not unlike a recovering alcoholic or addict. I don't practice the rituals of Catholicism any longer... but they will always remain a part of who I am.

Anyway, I occasionally solicit the thoughts of a friend of mine whom I met here on TSdates.com almost seven years ago. She has a brilliant mind and a very stable existence despite all of the obstacles that continue to be thrown in her path.

She suggested I ask the hedonistic audience of this forum if they might have insight that I might be able to glean in order to flesh-out the characters and concepts a bit better.

Up for it?

Hope so. The letter went much like this:

Greetings fellow humanoid,

I'm off work this glorious Tuesday, and with laptop firmly upon my lap found the time and solace to write to you my good friend. I hope this finds you well.

I worry about you often because I have yet to hear that you are feeling/doing better. With hardly a detail as to what is going foul... you know me... I always dwell on the worst-case scenario. My concerns are rarely as bad as the realities of situations I find myself in - but knowing what the worst can be usually makes the reality easy to bear.

Some call this pessimism. I disagree.
The solution to the half-full/half-empty conundrum is quite simple... the glass is obviously too large for the liquid it is containing : )

So, I need to ask more of your level-headed brain in the hopes of moving my latest piece regarding sin a bit more forward.

I find many have a difficult time separating God from religion. God, or whomsoever one may choose to call such an entity ( entities? ) is certainly the grand architect of the physical world and the universe that surrounds it. He/She/It exists beyond time and space -- according to some accounts, has counted every hair on your head and knows the movements of every blade of grass in the wind.

Religion is a manmade entity ( entities ) which has been handed down from generation to generation, modified as necessary, and is no different than what we call government or even corporations. Basically a set of values - dare I say " morals " - that any and all that claim to be a part of such a community abide by ( or so they claim in public, despite how they behave privately ).

So kindly, lovely lady, put aside your religion( s ) and help me get a better grasp on a concept that has been building a wall around what I am trying to write about.

Is there an afterlife?

Does the spirit actually " go " somewhere after the corporeal body ceases to function?

Heaven. Valhalla. Hell. Hades. Purgatory. Limbo. Etc.

Knowing what I think I know about the Newton-inspired conservation of energy law ( not a theory -- a physical law ) penned by the French, female philosopher and mathematician Émilie du Châtelet: energy ( much like mass ) can neither be created nor destroyed. Therefore, when one dies, the " energy " of the living being ( call it a soul or spirit or what-have-you ) must " go " somewhere -- like when visible light, heat and smoke are released from a burning log, leaving only ashes behind.

IF there is a Heaven/Hell dichotomy, and the soul truly " travels " to one or the other -- is this not what keeps righteous people ( religious or not ) from committing sin? Staying free from sin " just in case " religion is correct?

Of course " Karma " - what goes around comes around - plays into this, if one believes in reincarnation, which does not violate the law of energy's conservation.

The curveball that keeps being thrown at me - looking like it is about to hit me upon its approach and then sloping down-and-out while pushing me away from home-plate is the concept of Yin/Yang. Despite what my mother may think, and certain texts may convey, I firmly believe that there is exactly the same amount of good as there is evil on this particular planet.

It certainly coincides with Karma, and conjecturally dovetails with the law of conservation of energy and mass.

So I ask myself, and consequently now - you - is the motivation of a happy afterlife the reason certain people strive to remain sin-free? And if there really is as much good as there is evil among us, what motivates the sinner?

Those that read... thank you for your time. Those that comment, thank you for your mind.

Posted:May 14, 2021 8:32 am
Last Updated:May 25, 2021 11:43 am

So I was looking back at some of my own blog posts. The past five or so have been " denied " by the admin. I guess I don't get that. But these days, everyone seems a bit over-protective and cautious. So it goes...

Normally, I don't read my own posts -- too busy reading all of yours.

A few years ago, the blogs were the place to be.
Nowadays it doesn't seem as alive as it once was. EVERYONE's posts are getting " denied ". Dunno.

And what's the deal with attaching photos within messages and IMs? Past few days, I have been unable. It takes hours for approval of a new pic I'm adding in my profile.

I guess I shouldn't complain. But as a paying, verified member herein... where is the quality of service?
And is that approves or disapproves certain content? Can they really read every blogpost? View every photo submitted?

Lastly, why all the constant format changes?

Anyway, I'm hoping this post gets through.

Hoping my readers are doing well.

I Think That's It... IT!
Posted:Dec 3, 2020 10:07 pm
Last Updated:Jun 12, 2021 5:13 am

I have a tendency check every single number.

Not so much in my checking account... but the big numbers that rock the world.

They kinda mess me up.
Their sense.
Or lack of.

No matter.

I was thinking about getting back on TSdates.com.
What that might mean.

What it might cause...

It's not the same as it was.

But few things are.
Pole Dancing
Posted:May 18, 2020 8:42 pm
Last Updated:Jun 12, 2021 5:13 am


I wasn't gonna write this.

First... I watched a woman insert an entire neck of a wine bottle into her house of holy. That was
that was
that was

Unbelievable. And I'm the Doubting Thomas.

But no, I was thinking more about the flag poles I must endure while driving on my street.
As if the red-white-and-blue is somehow gonna save us.

And as a complete left turn... can you imagine how freaking hard it must be for the brand "Corona"? I have no words for that.

If everyone is so freaked out from people dying ( they do that, ya know ) how freaky will they ever get with those of us that are still alive?

Personally, I think the flags should be at half-mast... but my cock is not.
Those Tiny Corn Cobs
Posted:May 14, 2020 6:04 pm
Last Updated:Jun 12, 2021 5:13 am

Hello, again.

I had a weird revelation by reading ( which I do for almost half the day ) a piece on "Scientific American".

It's all very science-y and closes-in on the meaning of life, the universe and everything. It wasn't religious.

It made me desire a prayer. So I did, not pointed at a God, but the universe... the collective consciousness that can be elusive. “Cosmopsychism” -- it's not in the dictionary but apparently has been around for a few years.

I think sometimes that people of today are distracted in a harming manner.

Every bloody thing is connected. It always has been; and it always will be.

This is not a new idea... but it is fading in a very peculiar fashion. Eroding, actually. A severe sign of entropy.

I was telling a friend how when seeing a person for real... it seems people have gotten nicer because of the plague. But on the web... criminy.

I can't count the number of times, for example, that I was asked if I am real? I understand there are fakes on this site and elsewhere... but how many times must I insist that I am a physical being living in a physical world?
At Great Distances
Posted:May 13, 2020 10:22 pm
Last Updated:May 13, 2020 10:46 pm

Einstein, Uncle Albert, came up with a nifty idea. Actually, quite a few.

But one in particular has been nailing me against the wall. The way electrons behave.
Every time one flips, another one ( somewhere ) must also change its direction. Or spin. Or however one might look at it.

Anyway, I thought about writing this, potentially, last blog post on this sordid site.

I tried looking into the " broadcasts " that people perform. It made me wonder... how come nobody includes their face?

How many tits, asses, and cocks can I look at?

I guess I just don't understand why someone would open up their cam just showing themselves staring at their screens.

I did view ONE fabulous broadcast. But we still didn't see her face. I came twice.

But I really just desired a face shot. Whatever.

Where does one get the devices for remote buzzing?
White Deluxe Hot Buns
Posted:May 11, 2020 5:27 pm
Last Updated:Jun 12, 2021 5:13 am

Every time I open my ice box, I'm greeted with "White Deluxe Hot Buns". They're just lying there, frozen solid. Near the chocolate ice cream and the bottle of vodka.

Sometimes I can't remember why I even opened the ice box.

Is it for the ice cream? The vodka? Trying a way for a combination of the two. All I see is a mess there.

There's a strange relationship between hot dogs and their buns. If one was making an even amount of both... it would cost a fortune. Not a fortune, but, a whole lot more than a single man should spend on meat and bread.

As a writer, I can't put it into words. As a mathematician, there is no real sense for it.

But anyway, I read almost all of the blogs and wish more people would comment. Not necessarily here on mine, just in general.

It seems everyone has gone silent. Maybe afraid of something. Or shy.

I don't get that.

But whatever...

Peace for you, who reads.
Looking Forward
Posted:May 10, 2020 6:41 pm
Last Updated:Jun 12, 2021 5:13 am

Nobody is playing.

I'm masturbating upon pictures that aren't even real.

When I come ... which takes forever ... it feels so empty.

There must be a good couple. Or a single woman. Or man.

I don't get it... this place once rocked.
My Blog Once Was
Posted:May 8, 2020 3:14 pm
Last Updated:May 10, 2020 2:23 pm

It was called "Alone With Everyone Else".

That line has now been abused through this social distancing idea.

"Alone With Everyone Else" was written by Charles Bukowski. A very poignant tribute about how hard it is being a human being.

There was a time I had a copy. That time has passed.

Buke knew a very certain thing about humanity. He knew, deep down inside, we're all a bunch of assholes ( That's from "Factotum" a completely different piece of text )

If he was alive today... he would be laughing his head off.

He used what was called a typewriter. But mostly pencil and paper.

Just something upon a thought.

Most people don't even own a pencil.

It's never gonna be the same again. My old blog is lost in the ether.

But I am here. Maybe that's worth something. Dunno.

There's this thing called a "comment" just below the last period I write here.

We BROKE that button a few years ago. What messed this place so badly? Dunno.
Posted:May 7, 2020 3:25 pm
Last Updated:Jun 12, 2021 5:13 am

First, hello and I hope you are well.

There was once a time on this site where everyone was a community. We rarely wrote about sex. We wrote about life.

I can't complain, just observe.

Anyway, I was thinking back about May 4th and how, on that day, half a century ago... four young college students were killed at Kent State.

What the fuck was that?

Then a harder lesson was ringing in my ears.

Given enough time... people forget.

They forget names. They forget dates. They forget what got us here in the first place.

I'm not a political person.

But when politics coincide with lifestyle -- I take a moment.

THIS, however, is not about THAT. I'm mostly trying a method of not typing the word " T - O " which this website eliminates because of a really stupid subroutine that insists upon remaining. Why? Who knows. I don't care.

Cards on the table. My best male friend is a sniper for a living. He shoots people dead at distances approaching 3 kilometers. He has exploded entire bridges with frightening skill. The first man I have ever had a threesome with.

I think I'd rather kill someone at a mile-or-more away than up-close-and-personal. Been there. Done that.

May 5th, of course, was Cinco de Mayo. This is the first year in my entire life that it was completely silent.
Having lived most of my life in Chicago... there were some times when it was outrageous.

On May 6th... a whole long time ago... the Renaissance ended when Rome was sacked. Hundreds of years later, the Eiffel Tower opened for the public. Barely 20 years later, Babe Ruth hits his first home run.

I wonder if folks walking around with their smartphones even know who Babe Ruth was. Could they find the Eiffel Tower on a map? I'm not insulting you, my reader, I just wonder. A wee bit of history never hurt anyone.

May 7th, however, was the day that I lost my home.
I guess that pales in comparison against the founding of Sony Corporation or the launch of the Honda Accord or... Putin being inaugurated over 20 years ago.

But it made a real difference in my world.

A fucking virus?? Try homelessness.
I've been writing in three languages
Posted:May 6, 2020 6:41 pm
Last Updated:Jun 12, 2021 5:13 am

And then I looked at that word: "languages"

Might as well be sausages. Or some other way to deliver the meat to the market.

There was a very brief moment where... no when.

So I sat and thought about it.

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