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NeverHundred
You say anarchy, I say government you say temporary, I say permanent You say disillusionment, I say wonder You say talented, I say neverhundred.

Eric Chandel @NeverHundred

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Hey now! That's LEWD!!!

Posted by NeverHundred - April 6th, 2011


Let's not forget that this is an all around fun place. LOL, see that, that represents laughter... Laughter so powerful that it is expressed loudly, clearly with an over powering exuberance. This isn't about anxiety or fear. Unease if you please, be a tease and freeze. I was frozen today! But I got better. Let's not forget about the blogs lost, there were many from the distant past. Let's have a picture of myself at the end of this post. The fan boys(I'd also mention fan girls but let's be realistic, their are no girls on the internet) demand their fap material.

Decadence and sensual tendencies is that what this little world I've worked to hard to build has become. Well I never! Take pains to constrain your over powering animal lusts internet. Is it society that is consumed by such hedonism, or is it just the impact that voyeuristic entertainment has created. Media they call it, the internet takes it further still and sometimes it makes me sick. And sometimes it makes me a little bit horny... and it's not helped by a lack of accessible intimate options. Which has only dwindled in the years as I've felt more and more detached from humanity. And yet I want to feel love... in a pure sense not just the depravity that may exist in my darker urges. At least my perversions are harmless enough. At least my imagination is strong from years of flexing and exercising.

In a way all my sexual needs are fulfilled in a masturbatory setting. This is why sex seems almost trivial to me. But that intimate connection, the recreation of that through imagination would take an all consuming fracture of reality. And that may work for some, but isn't it a bit... hallow. You know what makes intimacy matter? It's sharing that personal part of you with someone. And on the internet I get pretty personal, maybe a little too personal in some cases. Not in a private chat setting. I mean read through my posts, even after the big sweep much of my fears and insecurities are shared with a world that I barely even know.

For instance anyone who has read through my posts is probably well aware of my deathly fear of horses. By golly do those things creep the fuck out of me. A horse could rip your face off in less than 2.5 seconds if it wanted to... at least that's what I think of when I think of horses. None of these My Little Mutated Ponies, no... they're man eaters at heart. what does this have to do with the inner most realm of existence? The id, were fears, desires and urges converge into a hot sticky mess of jizz, carnal fluids, sweat, chemicals and hormones. What is it that makes humans more than this, and what is it that makes humans long for this.

Try using a Kleenex next time. It's soft on the sensitive skin.

Hey now! That's LEWD!!!


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