this is not a litany of praise for my righteousness but a damning tirade of curses for my stupidity, for which i ... ... DO NOT open like a flower in grateful thanks. i instead wither but do. not. die. of love no sense of comfort is provided by my morality ... ... (but an unsatiated and infuriated love is, and it wakes me nightly to demand an audience for its’ torture) the reward for my virtue is not exultation, fuck it i. find. no. solace. but where solace sh...

the phobia of menstruation is so common as to have a name: menophobia . how did that happen ?. at a guess, a head-on collision between the “part-time pagans” and the apparently misinformed rest of us ?. (i have no issue with paganism. just the new, noisy faction claiming to represent it). can these "weekend witches" who spout fakery filled with such gems as “love spells” really expect to help with their misinformation ?. it’s all good as long as they just burn the odd incens...

the phobia of menstruation is so common as to have a name: menophobia . how did that happen ?. at a guess, a head-on collision between the “part-time pagans” and the apparently misinformed rest of us ?. (i have no issue with paganism. just the new, noisy faction claiming to represent it). can these "weekend witches" who spout fakery filled with such gems as “love spells” really expect to help with their misinformation ?. it’s all good as long as they just burn the odd incens...

at that other mans' house, where my girlfriend lives, she sweeps his floor every day. he lifts his feet so she can "get under 'em" (i would never have her sweep my floor. i couldn't bear to see her bruise her pale knees getting "into the corners"). then she might have worn a less weary expression laughed more often. told more people to fuck themselves. and in a much louder voice. had i been ready for her, she might have done all of that. i don't know my girlfriend anymore but i...

my inner goddess is a not some gentle, mythical being you'd want to summon on a weekend workshop. i have no desire to let the bitch free and be dragged around at her mercy. i see no cause for celebration. the trend towards embracing ones' "darker" nature in order to achieve "balance" is an interesting one. if you indeed have some dark side, you can pretty much count on it's spontaneous emergence: not at will or even at convenience, and certainly not under the instruction of a "facilitator". the ...

ripe how terribly strange to be ripe look down. the flurry of new growth exhausts you further and the optimism makes the branches shake with your laughter look up. the shit lands on your face final touches on. finished. hang on now & look sweet until you drop

i shouldn’t be married. i’m a bad wife. i’m a great girlfriend. but i’m shit at being a wife. i don’t even like the word wife. it conjures a mental image of my mother. i liked living alone. i’m very self-reliant. why i did this again is beyond me. yes, i love him. yes, i’m a fool to be unhappy. but i still am sometimes. he’s reliable. steady. he probably saved my sanity. but it’s against my nature to be settled. stability bores me. we’ve had 4 houses in as many years. he wants to stop. settle. ...

i hit someone once. a lady. well, ok, i sort of slapped her a bit. just a bit. my hand sort of slid off her face and it wasn't hard. but it still made a really good noise. i was in a shopping centre in a very affluent area some distance from my own home at the time. i usually would avoid such a place, but i was collecting my wedding gown. i was wandering down one of those big, wide aisles those places have. to be fair, i was meandering down the middle. but slowly. i should add that i can be s...

whose fault was that ? the concept of karma is an interesting one. this abused word has come to stand for the misguided beliefs of extremist or “non-registered” religions or groups. the arrogance of mankind to dismiss the word karma as something that only happens to people who subscribe to it’s theory. like people who say they won’t go to hell because it doesn’t exist, some souls believe that karma is inapplicable to them. news flash: karma = result of action. you can hate the word, but you’ve g...

i met the net guy he was normal he wanted me to visit (he told me where to come) i drove down his street he wasn't home which is how my first words to him became i-was-just-leaving-a-note instead of the grand entrance i may have planned. was i able to. and why his first words to me were oh. my. god. not the stuff of murder mysteries, really just ordinary his living room a familiar set from a film watched on-and-...