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You Put Your Right Hand In, You Take Your Right Hand Out...
(blog entry)
First I thought I’d just list some basic positions that I’m fond of and we can get into what sort of activities I like to involve them in later. Let it be noted that while I am not providing positions for oral or digital intercourse the...
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A Nearly Perfect Day
(blog entry)
So, today I'm exhausted and feel like I got run over by a truck, but yesterday was so worth it. Woke up late next to a handsome boy, stayed in bed even later, decided the day was too beautiful to spend indoors and headed out to Rooster Rock aft...
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Re: Protesting China
(in Ask a Sexy Woman Anything)
It's really not safe to forget about rats.....
discussion post on Tue, August 12, 2008 - 8:03 PM
Re: Affair With A Married John Edwards
(in Ask a Sexy Woman Anything)
I am SO in favor of Capitol Hill Call Girls. Then again, I'm generally in favor of legalizing prostitution. I know a lot of women that could conduct their affairs more honestly and with more integrity if they'd just admit to being whores.
discussion post on Tue, August 12, 2008 - 7:51 PM
In The Beginning: There Was Foreplay, & It Was Good
(blog entry)
Should a person possess the necessary je ne sais quoi that makes me inclined to allow them into my bedroom in the first place, what then? I know this is terribly passive of me but I typically wait for my partner to initiate sex in the beginning of...
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If anyone asks you
how the perfect satisfaction
of all our sexual wanting
will look, lift your face
and say,
Like this.
When someone mentions the gracefulness
of the nightsky, climb up on the roof
and dance and say,
Like this.
If anyone wants to know what "spirit" is,
or what "God’s fragrance" means,
lean your head toward him or her.
Keep your face there close.
Like this.
When someone quotes the old poetic image
about clouds gradually uncovering the moon,
slowly loosen knot by knot the strings
of your robe.
Like this.
If anyone wonders how Jesus raised the dead,
don’t try to explain the miracle.
Kiss me on the lips.
Like this. Like this.
When someone asks what it means
to "die for love," point
here.
If someone asks how tall I am, frown
and measure with your fingers the space
between the creases on your forehead.
This tall.
The soul sometimes leaves the body, then returns.
When someone doesn’t believe that,
walk back into my house.
Like this.
When lovers moan,
they’re telling our story.
Like this.
I am a sky where spirits live.
Stare into this deepening blue,
while the breeze says a secret.
Like this.
When someone asks what there is to do,
light the candle in his hand.
Like this.
How did Joseph’s scent come to Jacob?
Huuuuu.
How did Jacob’s sight return?
Huuuu.
A little wind cleans the eyes.
Like this.
When Shams comes back from Tabriz,
he’ll put just his head around the edge
of the door to surprise us
Like this.
- From ‘The Essential Rumi,' translations by Coleman Barks with John Moyne
February 25, 2008
Contrary to first impressions, Myriad is not out for blood, or to steal your soul. She's just intent upon sorting the wheat from the chaff amongst those she would consider to love and call her friends.
This is a beautiful creature that does not suffer fools well... nor should she have to.
That having been said, Myriad is as she is named - awash in beautiful contradictions. Poetic and crass. Tender and vulgar.
And yes, with the same hands she uses to caress, she could also try and remove your heart through your rib-cage...
"Kalima! Kalima! Shakti..."
November 6, 2007
I never met miss myraid in person. but i've met her hair.
her blog makes me think.
I think she is very very smart.
I am a fan, a silly stupid fan :)
First I thought I’d just list some basic positions that I’m fond of and we can get into what sort of activities I like to involve them in later. Let it be noted that while I am not providing positions for oral or digital intercourse these are activities that I enjoy a great deal and will discuss later on. I just don’t have a favorite position for them. I am also making up my own names for most of these positions as after a brief search I have come to the conclusion that every sexua...
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So, today I'm exhausted and feel like I got run over by a truck, but yesterday was so worth it. Woke up late next to a handsome boy, stayed in bed even later, decided the day was too beautiful to spend indoors and headed out to Rooster Rock after fortifying ourselves by picking blackberries and grabbing some other appropriate snack items. The water was bath-water warm and I ate a mango naked on the beach. I didn't get sunburn nor did I acquire a single bug-bite. We eventually tottered home...
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Should a person possess the necessary je ne sais quoi that makes me inclined to allow them into my bedroom in the first place, what then? I know this is terribly passive of me but I typically wait for my partner to initiate sex in the beginning of a relationship (it should be noted that this applies to my male lovers and not necessarily to my female lovers). You see, in that first flush of lust I’d happily stay at home and have sex and talk all day, every day, for about a month. You think I’m...
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(Please notes that edits have also been made to "Welcome to My Sexifesto.")
(Please keep in mind that these are all rough drafts. Editing suggestions are welcomed, but may be ignored)
There are those who would say that I am indiscriminate in my matings and think I surely have slept with everybody but them. There are others who claim that I am frigid and aloof; convinced that my chilly response to their advances must be indicative of a general lack of passion. They know not whereof they sp...
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(Please keep in mind that these are all rough drafts. Editing suggestions are welcomed, but may be ignored)
The original request which prompted this epic endeavor was for a guide to what I enjoy in bed. Upon contemplation of the subject I came to realize that a simple list of what I like would be useless unless one also understands why I like these things and how I think about sex. Sex, for me, is a form of sharing, a communication. I learn a great deal about my lovers from how they com...
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about me
My nature is contradictory and mercurial, hence the moniker Myriad. My moods have their own nicknames. My balance is that of opposites. I swing consciously between extremes in a joyous swell of expression and experience. My identity is strong enough to flow and bend. I am humble in my arrogance (I am god; it's all my fault) and optimistic in my nihilism (All's well that ends). I am a cynical hopeless romantic. I am a loyal friend but a disinterested enemy. I will catch Icarus but I will not stop Sisyphus. I’m egocentric in my art. I don't believe in objective good and evil but I am fascinated by the concepts. I am a lone wolf searching for a pack. Because I strive to be considerate I refrain from waxing feral in company. I am often graceless and harsh, but I am extremely careful of the hearts in my care. I have a tendency to babble between silences. I have a love affair with words and am unbearably frustrated with their inadequacies. I am fascinated by honesty but hold a deep respect for the art of beautiful lies. I see the beauty in horrible things. I am re-learning how to be cute, silly, and childlike; I have excellent teachers. I am a student of psychology and, if permitted, I am painfully curious. I never can pick favorites. I give with abandon and cherish without reservation, but I am also frequently unkind to egos as I am honest without compunction and have a sense of humor forged on the East coast.
I desire, above all else, to see and to be seen. I crave and cultivate a level of connection and an intensity of relation that some find uncomfortable; but, though I may ask, I never push past the limits set before me. I also never deny a question. You may ask me what you will. Show me your truth, your passion, the things which terrify you and those that move you, tell me the things you whisper into your pillow and I promise my fascination. Ask to see beneath my skin and I will peel open to show you wonders.
I want to be Mark Twain when I grow up
but with Hugh Hefner’s parties and paychecks
and friends like George Burns, Virginia Woolf, and Allen Ginsberg
and a partner who's the bastard three-way impossible love child of Don Juan, Mevlana Celaleddin Rumi, and Stephen Hawking.
but I'd rather no be famous if that's OK.
Should you desire the insight my craptacular sketches can be observed at erishkiegal.deviantart.com/WARNING: they are more therapy than art.
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