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My Life has become a research project.
Since a young age I've been skeptical of all of the mysticism of Christianity, despite that I was raised in the church and have always been a relatively spiritual person.
I grew up analyzing what I was hearing in the context of logic, history, and science. I came to the conclusion that a lot of what conservative Christians believe is pretty crazy, but that Jesus guy? He was right about a lot of stuff. As I continued to study history and politics I became appalled that such radically conservative sectors of American society held up as their idol a man who was, essentially, a radical socialist hippie.
You might say I'm a radical socialist hippie myself, so I'm not opposed to people paying attention to Jesus's teachings.
A lot of conservative preachers talk about how "there is no way to salvation but through Jesus," and I'm beginning to think that maybe they're right.
Sort of.
I'm angered by the hopeless ignorance of the scientific method that accompanies conservative Christian beliefs, however if we — as a world — don't start "loving our neighbors" and "turning the other cheek" — core teachings of Jesus and many other philosophers — we really might be utterly screwed. We can argue on and on and on about the dogma regarding Jesus (and I suspect a lot of it is false), but I fear that if we don't "accept Jesus" and his teachings about compassion and giving that we may indeed be doomed to destroy ourselves.
Butterflies are not so much about love as about surprise. Will she? What if? Does she? Really? What if?
I got butterflies today when she gave me a sneaky unexpected I love you! I was taken off guard and I almost forgot to speak for a moment.
I hadn’t goten butterflies in a while. It’s more like a full-body wag, like my soul and my insides and my tail and my ears wag with joy and excitement and anticipation when I get something from her. She does that to me a lot. A lot. more than she knows, I think.
Butterflies are that “Oh no! Does she like me? really? REALLY REALLY?” Butterflies are that “Oh! Be still my fleeting heart! I think I’m in love!” moments. It’s not that serious but it’s the unknown and the promise of love like you hadn’t felt before.
I got butterflies a lot before, and not as much now. It’s more comfortable now, more known now — but I like the butterflies. I like changing things up where she has me fawning over her with a fluttering heart. I like being her dumb-struck loverboy.
Fucking is rough, and sensual. It involves being deep inside someone and tasteing their sweat and hearing their groans like the primal forces of animal reproduction.
Fucking is a searing, non-thinking state of mind and heavy breathing and the use of muscles and voice and teeth and hands, it is the desire to cum, and cum hard. It is the desire to get yours and to bring them tearing along with you.
It is the desire to ride cock and fuck deep, fucking is the desire to feel nothing but the moving of your bodies and the tension, the delectable, wild, coursing, searing tension that drives you to move against them, to pull them into you and to press into them as deep and as hard as you can.
Fucking is the state of mind where motions and spaces that would ordinarily be painful drive you to a fiery, eyes-narrowed place that knows no pain, only tension and pleasure. Fucking is the tumbling dark intensity of our bodies that makes us feel like ancient shamans or magicians calling on the seminal forces of this universe to create. Fucking is the combination of destruction and creation; fucking breeds and spills power; fucking is the sort of magic that makes us feel alive.
Fucking is the feeling that we have power over our lives and our pain and our ecstasy. Fucking is an expression of the power we have been endowed in every cell in our bodies.
Fucking is not for the weak or heart or meek of mind.
Fucking, at it’s best, is an exaltation of being human.
I’m all cool with the idea of “waiting ’til marriage,” as long as it’s a choice that someone has thoughtfully made. The problem is that most of the proponents of waiting-until-marriage almost completely avoid talking about sex at all, except for saying that you shouldn’t do it. Unless you’re married.
And so you wind up with these couples getting married, supposed to “consummate” their marriage on the first night, and they don’t even really have a working understanding of the sexual anatomy of their partners. They don’t even know where the damned clit is!
These are the people I’m talking about when I say “virginal virgins.” They are virgins in the technical sense of the word — they’ve never engaged in sexual intercourse — but they are also “virginal” in the sense that they know very little about sex.
Usually they don’t understand that sex doesn’t have to be painful for the woman the first time.
Let me repeat that: Sex doesn’t have to be painful for the woman the first time.
That it is is an all-too commonly accepted myth.
Sex will be painful the first time for the woman… if the man does not take his time and does not know what he’s doing.
The woman needs to be aroused. She needs to be wet. Her vagina needs to gradually be stretched to the point that a cock will not hurt her.
How? By moving slowly. By having sex education that teaches you what that means and why it’s important. Moving from kissing to fondling to fingering to sex.
Slowly.
I think it’s a good idea for anyone to gradually experience things sexual. To move from kissing to deep kissing to necking to fondling to heavy petting to oral sex to intercourse.
This is a good idea regardless of whether or not you’re waiting until marriage. If you’re waiting until marriage, you could do “everything but” before the wedding night and can move on to “consummating the marriage” the night of the wedding.
But if you haven’t done those things before you got married, then you should do them first. Before “sex.” Be more concerned about exploring and learning your partner than about “doing the deed.”
And for God’s sake… do some research. This is especially relevant for men — learn what the clitoris is, where it is, and why it’s so important. Learn what the G-spot is and how to stimulate it with your fingers and your penis. Chances are that your bride will have a fairly easy time making you cum, but your research takes you an important step towards returning the favor.
In conclusion, if you are a “virginal virgin” on your wedding night, my recommendation is that you hold off on “sex” for a few nights, and first move slowly into “manual sex” and oral sex before attempting intercourse. Albeit this may be somewhat “non-traditional,” the benefits can pay off for years to come.
I’ve gotten a lot of comments about my hair. Several people have told me that I’m the only transman they’ve seen who has long hair.
It takes a fairly high level of gender security for any man to have long hair; any man who has long hair will occasionally be “ma’am”ed.
It doesn’t matter how “masculine” you are; if you have long hair, there will always be someone who mistakes you for a woman. And that’s exactly why I have long hair: to prove them wrong.
I want to join the leagues of bikers and hippies and faeries and other men who grow their hair long and defy the gender norm every time someone realizes that they’re a man with long hair.
These men already oppose the norm in some other way, and their long hair is a visual opposition to the tyranny of the norm.
“Men do not have to be this way,” is what a man says every time he wears his hair long. They are no less a man for having long hair.
I am one of those men, and that is why I keep my hair long.
The Apocalypse is happening. Fer sure.
I think we have a good chance of, within a few centuries, going through something that will reduce the human population by 80%.
AIDS already threatens to wipe out whole nations.
Nuclear bombs can send hundreds of thousands of souls into “heaven” at the same instant, leaving only a trace behind.
Daily, fire rains from the sky in the holy land.
The signs of the “end of times” are here.
“The world as we know it” really is ending. You and I are riding the up-swing of a huge change in life as we know it.
The changes in our time will be comparatively slow, but our children’s children’s children will live in a world different and probably darker than our own. We are riding the upswing of a Change in Times so powerful that its force promises to change the world as we know it as its wave crashes across the Earth.