I am back playing TMI Tuesday!
1. What feels better, the moment right before cumming, the moment of cumming, or the moment right after cumming?
Oh definitely the moment right before. That surge of sensation, when you can see the light of your orgasm and feel every nuance of the journey up to it and through it.
2. For the fellas: it is said that guys will fuck anything that moves. but what if you’re a hippie who’s in love with the wind, how would that relationship work out?
~looks down~ Nope, no penis. Epic boobs though. ~moves on~
3. For the ladies: what would be your first gut reaction after the guy you’re on a first date with after months of online chatting looks you straight in the eye and whispers to you even before saying hi, “let’s fuck like rabbits…”?
I’d turn on my 6 inch heel and walk straight out, without looking back.
4. There can only be ONE!!! okay, you have to choose EITHER your dream man/woman/lover/partner or your dream job, one or the other, not both. Which do you choose for the rest of your life and why?
Who would choose a job over their relationship(s)? That’s crazy talk. Obviously my dream man/woman every time. Luckily I have both, plus I like my job too!
5. Is love itself, being in love, crazy? Or is the world crazy, and love serves to heal a crazy world? or is it that you’re crazy and the world is just fine? I guess what i’m asking from you is for a little treatise on the general topic of love and craziness. what is love?…baby, don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me…
Being in love and the occurrence of falling in love is in itself, crazy in my opinion. It does not add anything to the evolution of humanity, other than perhaps to offer some motivation to stay with the parent of your offspring. From a biological aspect, it doesn’t make any sense. Why do we have this indescribable feeling that hits us between the eyes and stays, then manifests itself as a pure ‘love’ for another person (or people)?
From a romantic and poetic point of view, I do however feel that love is necessary in life. It serves not only to heal the world, but to heal US as people. We’re surrounded by this ever dying planet, the terrors of the dregs of society and it serves to save us from a brief, flickering life filled only with cold loneliness.
They say to love is to serve another unselfishly. I feel though, that love is the ultimate selfishness. But that is not to say it’s bad or wrong. We are all selfish at heart, our thoughts, words and actions are generally motivated by a need to further the self in some way. That’s what keeps the wheels of humanity turning forwards, each component driving themselves ahead bit by bit.
Sometimes we are blessed to cobble together a team. Sometimes that team shares warmth, nakedness and snuggles. The best teamwork involves hot, passionate sex.
Yes, being in love is crazy. There’s no safety net, security or guarantees. That’s also why it’s insanely, terrifyingly exhilarating and addictive.
Bonus: If all of us in the blogging community pooled our resources together and chained our blogs in unison into one big shining electrical power line of humanity, could we save the world?
But in reality, no. Sadly. Oh that it was that easy… We can do a lot of things with the power of the opinionated masses, but I fear that saving the world isn’t one of them. I am also not convinced we live in a world that truly wants to be saved… /emo
These questions have been answered as part of the TMI Tuesday weekly meme. For more information, click the button: