Perhaps it was a dream in which I told a girl who had been once been mine that she still was and that I would write a post about the unelectable Burning Sanders. “Careful, the angry hordes will attack you and call you names for daring to write the truth about Burning Sanders.” I nodded… Continue reading The Unelectable Burning Sanders
Will You Take My Hand?
I turned on the music and tried to go deep because I could feel something from the darkest depths rising and knew it was searching for me. Tried to go hunt for what was hunting me not knowing what I would do if it found me first any more than what I would do if… Continue reading Will You Take My Hand?
It’s All Instinct
It’s all instinct now, the search for the light in the darkness. There is ample reason to believe it doesn’t exist and there is no reason to go looking for it but then again there is a gut feeling that it shines and that it can be found. Maybe it doesn’t shine all night or… Continue reading It’s All Instinct
Two Or Three Words
The people ask what Submit, Dominate and Shmata have to do with each other and I smile but don’t answer the penetrating question because if you don’t know the answer it is because you don’t need to know. “Joshua, are you trying to get into trouble?” Another smile and silence followed by “he isn’t trying… Continue reading Two Or Three Words