Ahoy there! And excuse the delay, busy I am
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> Hi,
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> I don't see any way we could get in touch to get instructions about
> your offer, but I like the way you seem to see things.
I agree both, x
> Alas, I am really sorry for this guy that seems to be very angry at me
> for the bad relation he had, but I know a lot of angry women who had
> bad experience with their husband also. Does that means, as he seems
> to imply, that I should start plunging my dagger into the breast of
> these bad men (because, of course, such a thing as a bad woman doesn't
> exist naturally. Being bad is a male condition, like homosexuality is
> a desease of the white people etc)
Anger is accessory. Inquietude is perhaps a more appropiate term. Your
experencies -and beyond, real experiences from the real world- suppose a
menace to the group' standards (that means, some kind of philantropic
seclusion). Poor victims of their time -as it is commonly said-!
> I know that you live in a world where ALL relationships that is
> sensual and/or sexual between a grown up and a boy are bad in essence
> and where people seemingly are incapable of seeing any positive effect
> that relationship may have. That let me wonder how they can last for
> so long if there is no coercition? A spell??? Harry Potter, help me!
Wonder how? Aleka mein Freund, maybe it's the proper time to say that I'm
reasonably reluctant to this kind of stock questions and reasonings. Do we
have to talk about coercion? Do we have to talk about abuse? Then it can
occur that we are as vulgar as the people we dislike. Don't you agree with
me that it's a problem if you have the necessity to wonder about such
circumstances? Are your notions about world and life reliable enough? Are
you in fact a reliable person? Perhaps you don't believe enough in all
those moments you spent with your lovers. All those whispers in the dark,
all those caresses and hugs, all the intimacy, tenderness, surrender, and
beauty. All that ignited love. Of course this can be no more than plain
rhetoric but, in the other hand, who is in terms to deny the secrets that
rest on the lips of a lover? So, what was the question?. Besides,
lamentably, there are are such considerations as being side by side by a
community of charming boylovers, people who got lost in their own affection
a long time ago, a bunch of zombies who feel suffocated when people don't
share their rather contemplative vision of flesh. Such as our dear Dog, who
apparently has very bright ideas about the way to rule our lives (related
mostly with parenthood: ohh yes, my dear Dog, 5 years with a boy and he
ends calling you 'dad', what a success!!). About this we can consider
another big problem from here the good people: they mistake pedophilia for
boyloving, and boyloving for parenthood. What a mess. And what a terrible
concession to a world who treats us bad enough. At the end they stand like
a group of cowards who just try to find a comfortable place in society. A
sunny place to grow up like plant.
Of course you'll have to excuse my grandiloquent tone. This virtual
creature I gave birth is rather hyperbolic, though honest. I don't pretend
to be roughly assertive and neither to become some kind of unreachable
figure. Maybe it happens that I ask too much to my interlocutors, but then
again, considering our situation, it is the way it has to be. So please, in
order to make my point, and before we can continue with this little
rendevous, tell me, what are you looking for here?
If you want to find some pretext on your behavior, then forget about me.
That kind of farce matches with the group, but not with me.
If, on the contrary, you are interested in pointing out the hypocrisy of
this little community -considering mostly false prophets and lonely sheeps-
then, at least, we have something to talk about.
Regards then!
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