I want to thank you for consistently activating your decency.

When, really, it’s much more simple to do what’s easy.

To voice skepticism after scorn and encourage a “come on’ “, to push onto me a jaded reality.

How ubiquitous it is of the unfaithful, how prevalent the existence of a much crueler society.

An easy emotional manipulation hiding under the sheep’s skin of a farce worldly protection.

To inject real emotion brings about an almost necessary type of caring.

Accomplished by an imagination strong enough to procure your empathy.

This empathy tugs at my heartstrings and the passion echoes – so loudly.

That spreading sound is what’s helping.


my own decency.  My own sanity.



  How to Build a Website Part 1, Get rid of the smell of #2, and Other Ramblings

I’ve been sitting on an ebook I’ve written 30 pages of for the longest time about building a website.  I honestly thought it would be 5 pages but the screenshots made it expand to 30.  Since no one will stand for a 30 page blog post, I will start with Part 1 of this ebook.  When I finish this series I will make it available for free on the site as well as in complete ebook form.  It’s the only way for me to pull it out from under my ass for it to be seen by the good people of the internet.

Speaking about bottoms, later on I will show you how to get rid of the smell of your #2 with a few sprays.

Let’s begin then, shall we?

 How to Build a Website Part 1

Building a website is much like cooking.  You have to do steps in sequence and depending on what you see/taste (you shouldn’t taste your computer, though) you adjust accordingly.

1) Go and sign up for a domain name.  There is namecheap.com ($9.98/yr) , 1and1.com ($4.99/yr) , name.com ($9.99/yr). Let’s start with the basics and let’s keep it simple.  A domain name is a URL that points to where you keep your website.  Think of it as a big morbidly obese finger. (more…)

Another poem I wrote in the past.  I realize none of my poems are searchable while they are on facebook.  At least you can search for them here.


Opaque the vague background behind us;
suddenly they’re inconsequential,
Not a drop of preponderance to their eyeful.

Unassuming audiences made blurry like rapid motion pasted on Polaroid
dismissed as easily as ambiance noise to the blackness of pheromones
surrounded yet still demanding reassurances of my company,
you bury your nose against the softness of cashmere, leaking
fervently strands of my midnight dyed hair.

Impetus, almost violent clarity shining light on our indifference
of this public display of seduction.
Singles gasp with indignant disdain, their dismay at our ludicrous display
dubbed ignorance.
Demanding sympathy in chastise, provoking
our movement towards private down sheets;
welding curtains protective for their short lived shielding.

Let it be witnessed my blushed red bosom from wanted constrictive embraces,
my lashes curled naturally, pressed against the pores of your crow lines.
Let it be admissible each bruise caused by our unabashed emotion,
Locked tight our lips, promoting these shocks coursing through each party
as visibly explosive as land mines.

And when ideals escape while the smog seeps in,
the harsh weather reminding
us to be instantly obliging to their societal stories,
to search hastily for our forgotten mores,
…let us not find them

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