Sex play

Sex play
To encounter the strange and not so strange desire of someone wanting to put a dick in woman’s mouth, mouth of a woman, enter her mouth her body. What is a mouth other than with which we eat (no speaking?) Do you speak dirty? I have been wondering this positioning and the need for the deed which is obviously built in and there is no shame other than hers and the good she is at it, how good she is at it, doing the deed, sucking the inches. Although she will be rewarded afterwards, is the explanation. To make him king is one way to see the situation. The fantasy is a beautiful woman whose mouth is a living sewer from which an orgasm can be found as it is soft and moist making a sucking movement her knowing to mind the teeth. So it is aware but under control situation. Desire of putting one’s sexual organ in mouth is fulfilment which is in every porn movie and clip there is. Interesting metaphor of shutting the woman up, hear how he moans and is to come in to her mouth. In to her mouth, in to her mouth, in to her mouth, what a repetition to toy with and what does it represent is from where and how woman is looked at. What is she doing and what is she? A fantasy woman whose worth is in the giving, giving in and lowering herself to be an open mouth who willingly performs the task of a sewer sucking a load. The load vanishes and like having been in toilet man is given a relief. Woman waiting for the reward. (I’m really trying to get into this shit, the true meaning of this train of thought.) Man cannot reveal his thoughts even though it is a moment of his, feeling of (this) his. He acts as if he has feelings.

Why this is interesting is the positioning, banality and the one way thinking which so often goes without questioning, looking at it, facing what the need and the deed is many times over. Why would we question a pleasurable sex act which so ruling it is rules the porn industry, imagery, fantasies and is clearly the most wanted act maybe even for women? To think this is a valuable fantasy as it is, where is the value elsewhere than in finance, in objectification, repetition and what mouth represents and can do (on a pretty face). To think what is the visual there that is so powerful for the male.

Don’t get me wrong I am not against blowjobs. I personally resent the thought of being merely for that purpose. This is where the interest lies for me to try to analyze the connection between looks, femininity, sexual act as a favor or label, woman as a prostitute, cheap and available. But yeah, hell this is the official blowjob investigation on abstract level. Inquiries concerning random sex acts will be analyzed publicly. That is fun for me, to analyze the feminine and objectification since this is also the place I am put in.

To encounter the strange and not so strange desire of someone wanting to put a dick in woman’s mouth,  mouth of a woman, enter her mouth, her body. What is a mouth other than with which we eat (no speaking?) Do you speak dirty? I have been wondering this positioning and the need for the deed, which is obviously built in and there is no shame other than hers and the good she is at it, how good she is at it, doing the deed, sucking the inches. Although she will be rewarded afterwards, is the explanation. To make him king is one way to see the situation. The fantasy is a beautiful woman whose mouth is a living sewer from which an orgasm can be found as it is soft and moist making a sucking movement her knowing to mind the teeth. So, it is aware but under control situation. Desire of putting one’s sexual organ in mouth is fulfilment which is in every porn movie and clip there is. Interesting metaphor of shutting the woman up, hear how he moans and is to come in to her mouth. In to her mouth, in to her mouth, in to her mouth, what a repetition to toy with and what does it represent is from where and how woman is looked at. What is she doing and what is she? A fantasy woman whose worth is in the giving, giving in and lowering herself to be an open mouth who willingly performs the task of a sewer sucking a load. The load vanishes and like having been in toilet man is given a relief. Woman waiting for the reward. (I’m really trying to get into this shit, the true meaning of this train of thought.) Man cannot reveal his thoughts even though it is a moment of his, feeling of this. He acts as if he has feelings.

Why this is interesting is the positioning, banality and the one way thinking which so often goes without questioning, looking at it, facing what the need and the deed is many times over. Why would we question a pleasurable sex act, which so ruling it is, rules the porn industry, imagery, fantasies and is clearly the most wanted act maybe even for women? To think this is a valuable fantasy as it is, where is the value elsewhere than in finance, in objectification, repetition and what mouth represents and can do (on a pretty face). To think what is the visual there that is so powerful for the male.

Don’t get me wrong I am not against blowjobs but I personally resent the thought of being merely for that purpose. This is where the interest lies for me to try to analyze the connection. Don’t get me wrong I am not against blowjobs. I personally resent the thought of being merely for that purpose. This is where the interest lies for me to try to analyze the connection between looks, femininity, sexual act as a favor or label, woman as a prostitute, cheap and available. But yeah, hell this is the official blowjob investigation on abstract level. Inquiries concerning random sex acts will be analyzed publicly. That is fun for me, to analyze the feminine and objectification since this is also the place I am put in.

2008

First you shred a picture in a shredder, pictures, as many as you have, maybe all of them. You can do it by hand, tear a picture into little pieces. Then you put the pieces back together and look at the picture. Crunch it, it starts to look like the picture experienced something. Experiences of a picture. There is never a good time, there is never a decent time, there is never enough time, so you can do it now. Hopefully you have a shredder. As long as parts get together in order, they get what they need in form of see-through tape, see through tape, togetherness of pieces, end of loneliness of shreds, glue in hands, glued.

People who put their all in a shredder for whatever reason and end up putting things shredded back together again hoping things would be better, the same or at least become something whole, some kind of result and an event of making an effort. Like true love, whatever that is other than hard work, maybe it is more true when broken and put back together again, light and revelation, fixing something broken. It must be the kind of love between mother and child in an equation, that the mother loves her child and does not put her child in to pieces.

How to keep your child whole, unbroken but not like an image or why should you keep your child from harm? Over-protection can do an awful lot of damage. How closely can you adjust the pieces that belong next to each other? Something has to be broken. Do we have to get something missing also? To have a reason to look ahead.

Yay, Pink Lady! Do your absolute best.

Clementine, dried peels on wall, 2011/ Demonstration

Demonstration

Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike. Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike. Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike. Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike, Saudi women take the bike.

Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off. Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off. Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off. Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off, Celebrities take your clothes off.

How rude

 

How rude
How loud
How unclean
How vulgar
How unfeminine
How impolite
How talking over
How infuriating
How stupid

Angels

Those wings are heavy every time the dinner bell rings. Dynamic energy drastic
measures of swans for girls for lasting impressions. The want to go to Paris and
walk. They want to go Paris-thin. When a girl is too thin, when she looks sick, they
need to lose weight to float still. What gives angels their glow?
What I eat in a day as a fashion model.
How I lost weight and got lean.
How to grow your butt without growing your thighs.
My full gym workout. How men react to different levels of makeup. What I eat in a day to lose weight.
Six clothing hacks every girl must know.
Victoria’s Secret angels go grocery shopping. What young hasn’t been dreaming about this?

 

At the table: But avalanches of all sizes are possible, he said. They are plural forms of Jesus.

But avalanches of all sizes are possible, he said. They are plural forms of Jesus.

What is ancle what is angle what is to sit in a cafe what is to listen
what is anger what is danger what is to danger what is rumour what is hurt what is to die what is to live what is to love tell me what it is. Pendulums.
They are swinging nonstop fast in a tormented way.

Dotted lines making graph, making it on paper, showing on printing paper, chain reactions sliding frequently, jumping to infinity. Black girl with no clothes on sent her goodbye waving her body. Siren of her vulva of her flood, flower megaphone of her multiplexes, endless body parts in I will do it again I promise. Shoeless woman threw up. Threw up Jesuses.

 

Prisma

sovereignty in a cloud
Fighting giving meaning in us, for us to structure the world and make it may be simpler, maybe better. Fights making us and making us do good and bad. To write about good and evil: it is clear to me that I stand on the side of good. Why is that so clear? Does my origin, ideas, gender, age, skin color, profession(s), art, deeds, tell how good a person I am? What deeds, characteristics tell my quality of goodness or evilness? That is what I think now, because I’m not so sure. What is good and just, it is that I have chosen to realise and do as I see fit and they serve me, my idea of good for me. Do I take the rest of the world into consideration in my goodness? To choose and accomplish, it is a question of self and losing self, not to make only what your self desires, not only letting your need to want to want. Decide what is good. Tastes good, makes you feel good. Is my body that decides since I must eat, sleep, drink and follow? It decides much for me as do my feelings. My feelings and sentiments, gut telling me which paths to follow. Telling me something about good, what might be good to do.

Earring in a bowl of water

Glaring body

Glaring body, origin of, pulled out of something beautiful, out of that glaring body. It is still shining its light like a lamppost on a dark street. His naivety became to signify fear, to mean good at heart or young, an inexperienced mind, trusting or having lived with only one perspective to a view.
Her naivety became to signify fear, to mean good at heart, which is more easy to say, that is, was she who is naïve still. Unchanged as she remains, trusting, believing, faithful and true, that is what naïve means in a way, you do not change when you don’t have to or because you are afraid and believe truths of others instead of your own, you are afraid the truth of your own, afraid because it might end up hurting you, because it is not the truth of the most of the world or maybe it is, but they are afraid of it too.

Exploring Veronica

To get inside Veronica, Veronica out of oxygen. Who would not be complex and
conflicted, out of breath? How to be exhausted and not show it. To have a sense of
self as a machine and how that machine functions. Try not to be violent, but obedient
and eat the penis as it was the best kind of fruit ever hanging in front of you. Look
like you have violence as a force of nature, there unused.

How to be believable as a sex worker? Is it so that sex worker is recognizable? A
stereotype posing a lure, alluring? Something cannot be verbalized, a thought which
is so demanding and dangerous to be spoken out loud with respect that it would ruin
something if done so.

To swallow a load, Black Rose Diamond Veronica is a dominatrix. She works in a dungeon. She is dressed in red PVC. Heels so high and black tide up her thighs. Everything is there that she needs to give a lesson and she must be obeyed for the customer to be humiliated in private.

Angelique Rubensia Urbania has voluptuous figure. Something to squeeze while she
bangs you on top. Maybe you can’t breathe under her, so it is a punishment to lie under her body. Her cunt is almost too big and it kind of swallows you up. For a prostitute to swallow usually means something else. Something which is partly humiliating, to swallow a load.