Minute to win it

part two.

I guess the whole rant on ex-friends and Orange County is still afresh.

But obviously its not limited to OC it is also alive and well across the nation.

The two people who I mentioned have both come from middle-upper middle class backgrounds with either high family expectations or motivation by greed.

I think the majority of the Conservatives that I have met are totally intellectually dishonest. They cannot be truthful with themselves so why be truthful to others?

Their hatred and fears morph into things they can hold dear and be proud of even if it means that their lives suffer from it.

 A small price to pay to feel significant.

Psychologically the Conservative mind is either naturally flawed or damaged by events that impact it later on.

Hatred is the off-spring of self-pity and self-loathing. The more we wallow in them the more powerful they become. 

It just seems to me to be a common thread when I speak to Conservatives. Hate and fear. Black and white. Good and evil. Their thinking is simple and uncomplicated. To delve deeper would actually mean thinking harder which means that the truth is obvious, but they don’t like that version of things.

Conservatives according to new research are leaving the cities in droves to more suburban/rural areas. Whereas Liberals are staying.

It seems as though this is a trend where people of opposing beliefs are distancing themselves and only surrounding themselves with like people.

I guess the Cons. are taking the ball and running away. I think that part of the reason why this is happening is that people who don’t think like they do are finally starting to speak truth to power. 

Bullies don’t like to be challenged. Intellectual dishonesty and weak mindedness loves company.

Oh, I almost forgot.

John Wayne had male lovers.

-TDB

Yeah

Why would you want
To put up with that?
My brother asked
For me it wasn't a question
The bruises from yesterday
Were just bull's eyes
For your kisses
The next day
Your voice never felt softer
Than after bathing in apologies
It was a side of you
I could only get
After one of those nights
Flower petals aren't as delicate
As the ashes you would leave
Trying to burn my arms off
Your cold shoulders
Like the guard rails
Wrapping its way up a mountain
That didn't know
It was a volcanoe
I remember the church bells
In my ear
When you would scream
Like you were burning
Salem witches in your lungs
Trying to get me to confess
Something different
Other than I love you
After snapping back
From these spells
You would ask
Why you were laying there naked
And I would kiss you
Prom dress hating
The way I was hanging
Off your lips
Like it did hips
Those are the mornings
We could feel the heat
Of the sun shinning
In through our bedroom window
Saying grace at breakfast
Felt more like a confession
Than being grateful
For the food we shared
I had one patriot act
That I told you to follow
No clothes in bed
And just like stencils
And spray paint
You Obeyed
We both felt like
It was all just in the way
Especially after a night
Of looking Lonely in the face
Scared straight
After the thought
Of fucking ourselves
Or ruining another relationship
Over Halloween
When Hindsight would take
It's mask off and show us
It was a female dog
But somewhere
In this rituals
Of fire and brimstone
Of bruises and lies of
She scratched me
Wrestling in the bedroom
It wasn't enough for you
Maybe it was because
I always let you win
Refusing to hit back
Probably because
I wouldn't say anything
To hurt your feelings back
You acted like
I was emotionally detached
But the fact of the matter is
Those who are strong
For other people
Allowing emotions
To overcome them
Isn't an option
But a luxury
They can rarely afford
For me
It wasn't a question
But you're answer
To how you reacted
The night before
The day we were over
You forgot to ask
For your clothes
You didn't sweep up the ashes
You didn't even shower
You just grabbed your baggage
And got the hell out of Pompeii

-DCR

Intense

Conjuring romance with the universe

Thinking of you all day makes the passing time filled with hope

Excited to feel

I just want to hear from you 

The way I think of the way our eyes meet projects my curiosity 

My imagination takes off & plays with itself with a challenge in mind I hope I find your attention appealing I mean I, hope I catch your eye & grab your heart by the strings--I'll fasten them tight to mine & they can feed off of each others vibration.         Attraction like this has got me conscious about the way the why I am feeling all wrapped up in thoughts about you. Maybe I just like the attention--I like to be missed, yearned for, lusted over, fantasized about being bent over. My intensity produces my straightforwardness & I like the reciprocation                                     

Just don't keep me waiting

-Sunny