Mobius Stripper

I'd rather fall in love with an MPA/PSP/Escort/Geisha ... whatever & be loved by one in return ... than to fall in love with a trapo, pseudo-revolutionary or an NGO hypocrite, no matter how rich, beautiful, intelligent or powerful she may be.

People in love won't even exchange the hell their in for heaven with oneself or with anyone else.

Ewan ko lang! Di ko na alam ...

Bobo!

A song from Cat Stevens touched me today ...

To the youth of today as they were yesterday

Torn between partying & making a difference

Wanting to do both but realizing one contradicts the other

Thus instead blaming the previous generation

For the mess they themselves contributed as well

Because they are the larger mass market

To whom the law of supply & demand caters

Knowing very well that one day

They will become the previous generation.

Oh very young

What will you leave us this time?

You're only dancing on this earth for a short while

And though your dreams may toss and turn you now

They will vanish away like your daddy's best jeans

Denim blue fading up to the sky

And though you want them to last forever

You know they never will

You know they never will

And the patches make the goodbye harder still ...

Oh very young

What will you leave us this time?

There'll never be a better chance to change your mind

And if you want this world to see a better day

Will you carry the words of love with you

Will you ride the great white bird into heaven

And though you want to last forever

You know you never will

You know you never will

And the goodbye makes the journey harder still ...

Oh very young

What will you leave us this time?

You're only dancing on this earth for a short while

Oh very young

What will you leave us this time?

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There are many like her in real life, I believe.

Who am I to criticize ...?

"Moto!" ... because I can & it is my choice.

Are you sober, drunk or high? Because I wish you're sober. :sigh:

There is something even better than giving a girl her first orgasm ... giving her the best orgasm she's ever had. :boo:

akala ko starts with chemistry, continues with biology, and ends in psychiatry.

Ditto & if one's lucky, it will end up neither in court nor an early grave.

Not going for her but just being there for her in case she needs me ... is that the same thing?

I either choose not to be or I hide it really well ... still drove my exes crazy but at least it was just the who was effected, not I. Good for them too because when I flirt, I say "Ikaw din naman a! Nagreklamo ba ako?" :evil:

It starts mostly with chemistry ... I sure wish I took the subject more seriously.

By reading the Poetry of Sappho, I am affirming my sexual identity of being a lesbian trapped in a man's body.

"I lied." :cry:

@mobius Stripper

 

ibang usapan nmn un.. ang ibig nming sbihin e un bang kpg titingnan mo ung girl e walang kahalong libog ung tingin mo sknya, un bang gs2 mo lng mgspend ng mgandang araw kasama sya

 

pero kpg kyong dalawa nlng sa kama at ngging hot ang halikan, syempre ibang usapan na un ^^;

P're, some ladies are really masterpieces of art. I like works of Da Vinci, Van Gogh & Rembrandt but hell, I don't feel like having sex with them. Pwede naman ganun with women e.

Pero kung mapalagay ang tao sa compromising position tulad ng sabi mo, ibang usapan na talaga yan. So kung mapalagay sa compromising situation na yun, me intention na talaga. Mahirap sabihin for "both parties" dahil sa nangyari sa Subic Case. Para bang panahon ng Cold War: Deterrence is the Best Defense.

Adele H.,

Five years after you left to meet Our Creator, I'm getting the point.

In life, you loved me. You told me that I was the husband you sought, the father of the children you'll bear & the life partner you would want to grow old with & die beside. I had no reason not to love you back at the time. You were what many aspire for; you echoed what my heart yearned for. I simply didn't want to because my heart was empty & spent, I just couldn't. It took a lot of courage to propose marriage thatit made me cry. As a gentleman, I didn't refuse the offer & begged to give me time to become worthy ... which was an honest response. You were too good for me atthe time & too much of anything -- even of good things -- is always bad.

Perhaps I also had a premonition: love forced to ripen yields bitter fruit. Now, there is wisdom in hindsight. Had I allowed you to sweep me off my feet, I'd be a mourning widower now. Had we kids then, the pain would have been much sharper, deeper,more lasting. I might have been misguidedly tempted to follow you & end up in the wrong place ... in Hell. Neither of us would've wanted that eternal separation.

I ventured into another relationship two years after your departure, tried to give to her the love you should have received, like you, she was ideal. For a couple of years, she & I tried. We didn't end up down the aisle but parted ways alive, well & as friends ... again so many reasons that were acceptable to her & me. What I never mentioned was that you were still on my mind, that there was guilt still in my heart & the painful reality that I didn't really love her ... I just tried to forget a past ... a possibility & my fear during our time together that I wanted to spare you from suffering.

Then briefly, I tried to drown that guilt in the pleasure we withheld from one another -- a delight we bridled so we may maintain the decorum expected of us by our families, communities & clients. There was bitterness in the end, from her because I refused to break the deal she & I had & bring the relationship to the next decent level that she wanted.

I now include in the many promises I've made & kept, a sheer fleshbound relationship won't happen to me again. My tuition of that lesson is the memory of a well-deserved slap on the face, bitter words that I didn't reciprocate & the affirmation of a lesson: we account for the things we do to ourselves, first & foremost, & then, inevitably, to others whose innocent lives we affected & influenced. I knew at the start she wasn't innocent & now she has to account for what she did with full knoweldge & full consent. Still, it hurt me to see another hurt herself & try to heap the blame on me.

Finally, I'm breaking through the illusion of that guilt. Then I realized it wasn't you punishing me but I punishing myself. People say it is too late to love when Death comes to separate two souls. I now can say with honesty to myself, not that I should have loved you back then but I do love you now. I realize the timelesness of love, its power to stretch back to what had come to pass, to echo across eternity & beyond the wall between the Living & the Dead.

It is an insight that, although coming from within me, you have helped by gently prying open my eyes.

Indeed, as our favorite mystic wrote ... It takes an instant to open one's eyes but seeing takes an entire lifetime.

Now I know it's never too late to say I love you & I know you know & do as well.

It's so good to be alive.

Ultimately, when two people are truly in love, they get married & have kids. How can they have kids unles mag-sex sila?

Alka Seltzer is still good for hangovers. Lemon flavor makes it less unpleasant.

An X Factor, that which makes me want to look at her again & again & again ...

One word: Don't!

Ay, basta yung totoong totoo ...

She's a li'l bit country ... & I'm a l'il bit rock n' roll ...

Ewan!