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Things stands to serve us better when valued and payed for. And pussy is of use to serve its role in our lives and should be payed for. There’s nothing in our lives that’s free not even the “air” we breathe! We either pay now or pay later
This Tiger Woods should have done where he may have found more of the sweetness, he is in search to find instead of the many he had to pot, jumping from one hole to the next hole.
Things stands to serve us much better when they’re paid for, this help us to find deeper meanings of life for ourselves.
But, remember we don’t get all our lessons, all at the same time…some is given now to see and take from…some is given later just to make sure we had really learned…for the next time round, be it the next moment or the next lifetime.
Life in this world is a turn-me-around; we move in any direction we call our own, and dwell inside ourselves, in a place we call our home.
My sympathies go to Tiger Woods, I understand the strong call to have those sensations he feels shooting through his balls and prick the sweetest part of all, you bet, where variety is the spice of life. Not all for a man to feel, taste, and experience comes through a wife.
Could this be the reason a man is given two balls instead of one, to serve his call? Think about it eh! “One is not enough” and this runs right across our being.
We could say for sure, pussy and prick are of use “when in use” and practice is necessary for keeping them fit in good working order. Although many are caught by feelings unable to think of the shit that could follow through from having “a fuck”.
What does having a fuck have to do with love, I ask, except for the sweetness to feel and experience when sensations a deal?
I sympathize with his wife she may have taken those words of, “I do” to be the all to marriage, “words” are only a part to it, only a part of life’s scheme no matter who is wearing the ring..
Feelings and sensations also have their own place and isn’t always there among those words of, “I do”. For me the question was…what did I do? What did I know?
That words are like myths quickly to distort and disappear, some are broken immediately they are spoken.
What we feel and sense that we can be sure, which is known only unto oneself. There is no one outside to feel our feelings or sense our sensations that runs deep before branching off like limbs on trees.
Taking us through life with our “I love you” in this moment “I hate you” in the next.
Its not wise sticking our feet into ants nests knowing they’re waiting there to bite…and they bite with delight…whether one is a mistress or a wife.
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Life does not have favoritism each equally is its victim, to bear our share of its weight whether or not we care. It stands to serve better and fuller purposes when it is shared this is so, and for us its the same!
Like those trees fully laden we see with sweet fruits ready to give of themselves, one person could not devourer all on one’s own. I need only to remember those sweet, sweet ripe mangoes, and water fills up my mouth.
We are given ourselves with love to share with whom we care, oh, yes my dear!
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