This is not work from my past, but from my present, written today. It is my catharsis, my purging myself of pain that has no glory, no substance, no reward at all. It was not the kind of pain I seek, and find pleasure in. It had no sexuality attached to it. It is the hollow kind of pain, that holds nothing of interest, or any kind of satisfaction, at all. I shall not make this mistake again….and my search for my Other, shall continue. I know he is here, somewhere. Is it you? This piece, has written in it the qualities of a true Master. If you have them, I welcome your comments, and your contact.
From Target Acquired, 2008/05/26 at 1:14 AM
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