Thursday, July 29, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Sorrow
"Sorrow" is the final track from Pink Floyd's 1987 album, A Momentary Lapse of Reasonalthough it was the seventh song from the album performed in the Momentary Lapse set of the 1987/88/89/90 tours. It was written and composed by guitarist David Gilmour. Gilmour has stated that although lyrics are not his strong point, the song is one of his strongest lyrical efforts, even though the opening lines were appropriated from John Steinbeck's The Grapes of Wrath.[1] (from wikipedia)
plumes of smoke rise, merge into the leaded sky,
a man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers,
he waits for the morning, with no reason for waking.
He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise,
his youthful dream, he can't be precise,
he's chained forever to a world thats departed,
its not enough, its not enough.
His blood is frozen and curdled with fright,
his knees have trembled, given way in the night,
his hand is weakened by the moment of truth,
his step has faltered.
One world, one soul,
time past, when were wrong,
Its not enough, its not enough
He talks to the river, lost love and dedication,
a silent reply, swirl invitation,
flow dark and troubled to an oily sea,
...
...
Theres an unceasing wind that blows through this night,
theres dust in my eyes that blinds my sight,
theres a silence that speaks so much louder than words,
of promises broken."
If you haven't guessed yet, music is a big part of my life. Just wanted to share this one with you, if you don't know the song, give it a listen. From the guitar intro to the the rising and falling crescendo's throughout, you will not be disappointed, well, as long as you appreciate good guitar work.
W
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Falling to Pieces
Just one of those songs that fits my mood right now, just seems relevant enough to post.
“Falling to Pieces” by Faith No More
“Back and forth, I sway with the wind
Resolution slips away again
Right through my fingers, back into my heart
Where it’s out of reach and it’s in the dark
Sometimes I think I’m blind
Or I may be just paralyzed
Because the plot thickens everyday
And the pieces of my puzzle keep crumblin’ away
But I know, there’s a picture beneath
Indecision clouds my vision
No one listens
Because I’m somewhere in between
My love and my agony
You see, I’m somewhere in between
My life is falling to pieces
Somebody put me together
Layin’ face down on the ground
My fingers in my ears to block the sound
My eyes shut tight to avoid the sight
Anticipating the end, losing the will to fight
Droplets of “yes” and “no”
In an ocean of “maybe”
From the bottom, it looks like a steep incline
From the top, another downhill slope of mine
But I know, equilibrium’s there
Indecision clouds my vision
No one listens
Because I’m somewhere in between
My love and my agony
You see, I’m somewhere in between
My life is falling to pieces
Somebody put me together”
“Falling to Pieces” by Faith No More
“Back and forth, I sway with the wind
Resolution slips away again
Right through my fingers, back into my heart
Where it’s out of reach and it’s in the dark
Sometimes I think I’m blind
Or I may be just paralyzed
Because the plot thickens everyday
And the pieces of my puzzle keep crumblin’ away
But I know, there’s a picture beneath
Indecision clouds my vision
No one listens
Because I’m somewhere in between
My love and my agony
You see, I’m somewhere in between
My life is falling to pieces
Somebody put me together
Layin’ face down on the ground
My fingers in my ears to block the sound
My eyes shut tight to avoid the sight
Anticipating the end, losing the will to fight
Droplets of “yes” and “no”
In an ocean of “maybe”
From the bottom, it looks like a steep incline
From the top, another downhill slope of mine
But I know, equilibrium’s there
Indecision clouds my vision
No one listens
Because I’m somewhere in between
My love and my agony
You see, I’m somewhere in between
My life is falling to pieces
Somebody put me together”
Quote
I put this quote on a friends comments but I thought I would share it with the rest of you.
"There is no fulfillment that is not made sweeter for the prolonging of desire"
"There is no fulfillment that is not made sweeter for the prolonging of desire"
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Collared
Candle light lit the room, it looked no different than any other bedroom. That is, other than the few toys laid out in a neat row upon the bed. What caught her eye and her breath was the thin, unadorned leather collar with a length of flimsy chain attached reflecting the light. She looked past the bed to see him sitting quietly in a low chair in the corner of the room. He sat unmoving, no emotion on his face at all, she stood there, uncertain. As he slowly rose and walked towards her, he asked her, you up for a little play? She simply nodded yes, knowing what was in store for the both of them.
He reached out to embrace her, pulling her close, their tongues intermingled. He wanted her in the worse way, she had that effect on him, but not tonight, tonight was to be savored. He started reaching for her shirt and pulled it up over her head. His hands went instantly to the waist of her long skirt, loosening it, he slides it down her legs revealing thigh high, black leather, healed boots. How fitting for my mood right now he says as he admires her form. He reaches for the collar and tenderly clasp it around her neck as she holds her hair out of the way. Are you ready to do exactly what is asked of you?She says yes without the slightest hesitation.
He runs his had along the chain, taking up the slack he guides her back to the chair in the corner where he sits. Holding the end of chain in his hand, he tells her to remove her bra. She reaches behind her to unclasp the strap, pulling it away freeing her breast. He instructs her to get the nipple clamps from the bed, letting the chain fall to the floor. She gives him the clamps and leans down to him, bringing her tits within reach of his mouth. He takes one nipple into his mouth, sucking gently, causing it to harden, he pulls his mouth away to attach the clamp. He then moves to the other side, doing the same. Both clamps are attached with a small chain, matching the one on her collar, that hangs loosely between both breast.
He then instructs her to take off her satin panties. She turns away from him, gripping the sides of her thong, slowly she works it down her legs over her boots, now bent at the waist, her ass presented to him. That is so sexy he says to her, admiring her curves, he tells her stay just like that. His hands reach out, caressing her ass, savoring the smoothness. With a quick snap, he smacks her right ass cheek, she responds with a slight ohhh. He continues the smacks, alternating between left and right, rubbing, smacking, soothing. Her reaction stays the same throughout, just the ever so slight purring. He tells her to pick an implement off the bed to continue this. She rises up and takes a thin flexible leather rod from the bed and hands it to him, then bends over in front of him again, her hands on the front of her legs for support. He then uses the rod on her already red backside. Now, that's the response he was looking for, slight jumps every time the rod makes contact. Slight whets start rising where he landed his blows. After a short time, he puts the rod on the ground, again caressing her tender bottom, soothing. For him its not about the pain, its the control and the willingness to submit to only him.
He reaches between her legs, running his finger up and down between her wet, swollen pussy lips, continuing to sooth her ass with his free hand. She now has both sensations running through her, the pain and pleasure, its enthralling to her, pulling her further towards ecstasy. He stops abruptly and tells her to get the vibrator off the bed and return to the same position. She hands him the vibrator and bends over in front of him again. His hand returns to her body while he works the vibrator up and down between her legs, settling on her hardened clit, he moves it lightly over and around. Her legs start shaking, the first orgasm building, then overtaking her, she lets out the breath she didn't realize she was even holding.
She rights herself and turns to face him, gingerly reaching for the waist of his pants, her eyes on his seeking permission. He nods his assent as he removes his own shirt and she unclasp his pants. Her hands on his waist now, her fingers sliding between skin and waistband, material gathering at her wrist as her hands slide down his thighs. His hardening cock freed from that constrictive prison. She continues removing his pants, on her knees now, face in front of her prize. Her tongue parts her lips, leaning in, licking circles around the head. At the same time, she grabs the chain from her collar, putting it back into his hand. Now its he who is moaning, her tongue expertly covering every inch of his now fully erect cock. She moves to his balls, first tonguing one, then gently sucking it in fully as her hand wraps around his shaft.
His hands now in her hair, the chain wrapped through the fingers of one hand, candle light still glimmering off the links standing out against her long dark hair. Her mouth moves to the head of his cock, parting lips enveloping the head in her warm, wet mouth, tongue working behind closed lips. The pressure increases as she takes more of him into her, the pressure from his hands matching hers. His head thrown back, enjoying her talents. She looks up at him, dark eyes, dark hair, and mouth full, sliding up and down his shaft. He looks down, when his eyes meet hers, she takes all of his length into her mouth. He growls with pleasure, fingers entwined with hair and chain. I want to taste you he says to her.
She stands, pushing him back into the chair. Placing a foot on either side of his legs, she stands upon the chair, lowering her pussy to his waiting mouth. His tongue darting out into her, up and down her pussy, savoring every fold and scent. He draws her down by pulling the chain down gently, she lowers herself on to his waiting cock, guiding it into her wetness, so easily penetrated. They both groan with the sensations. She moves her hips back and forth taking the entire length into her. As she does so, the chain connecting the nipple clamps sways with her movements. The pace quickens between them, she whispers in his ear harder, his hands on her hips, driving her down on him. Oh fuck yes she says, just like that. Her body tenses as another orgasm rocks her core. He smiles to himself, reveling in the knowledge that he is driving her to new heights of passion.
She picks up the pace again, riding him. In his ear she says I want you to cum, fill my pussy. It does not take that much urging as he unloads into her, his hips rising to bury himself into her. They both stay still, arms around each other, panting with the afterglow. She throws her head back and says now how are we going to top that?
He reached out to embrace her, pulling her close, their tongues intermingled. He wanted her in the worse way, she had that effect on him, but not tonight, tonight was to be savored. He started reaching for her shirt and pulled it up over her head. His hands went instantly to the waist of her long skirt, loosening it, he slides it down her legs revealing thigh high, black leather, healed boots. How fitting for my mood right now he says as he admires her form. He reaches for the collar and tenderly clasp it around her neck as she holds her hair out of the way. Are you ready to do exactly what is asked of you?She says yes without the slightest hesitation.
He runs his had along the chain, taking up the slack he guides her back to the chair in the corner where he sits. Holding the end of chain in his hand, he tells her to remove her bra. She reaches behind her to unclasp the strap, pulling it away freeing her breast. He instructs her to get the nipple clamps from the bed, letting the chain fall to the floor. She gives him the clamps and leans down to him, bringing her tits within reach of his mouth. He takes one nipple into his mouth, sucking gently, causing it to harden, he pulls his mouth away to attach the clamp. He then moves to the other side, doing the same. Both clamps are attached with a small chain, matching the one on her collar, that hangs loosely between both breast.
He then instructs her to take off her satin panties. She turns away from him, gripping the sides of her thong, slowly she works it down her legs over her boots, now bent at the waist, her ass presented to him. That is so sexy he says to her, admiring her curves, he tells her stay just like that. His hands reach out, caressing her ass, savoring the smoothness. With a quick snap, he smacks her right ass cheek, she responds with a slight ohhh. He continues the smacks, alternating between left and right, rubbing, smacking, soothing. Her reaction stays the same throughout, just the ever so slight purring. He tells her to pick an implement off the bed to continue this. She rises up and takes a thin flexible leather rod from the bed and hands it to him, then bends over in front of him again, her hands on the front of her legs for support. He then uses the rod on her already red backside. Now, that's the response he was looking for, slight jumps every time the rod makes contact. Slight whets start rising where he landed his blows. After a short time, he puts the rod on the ground, again caressing her tender bottom, soothing. For him its not about the pain, its the control and the willingness to submit to only him.
He reaches between her legs, running his finger up and down between her wet, swollen pussy lips, continuing to sooth her ass with his free hand. She now has both sensations running through her, the pain and pleasure, its enthralling to her, pulling her further towards ecstasy. He stops abruptly and tells her to get the vibrator off the bed and return to the same position. She hands him the vibrator and bends over in front of him again. His hand returns to her body while he works the vibrator up and down between her legs, settling on her hardened clit, he moves it lightly over and around. Her legs start shaking, the first orgasm building, then overtaking her, she lets out the breath she didn't realize she was even holding.
She rights herself and turns to face him, gingerly reaching for the waist of his pants, her eyes on his seeking permission. He nods his assent as he removes his own shirt and she unclasp his pants. Her hands on his waist now, her fingers sliding between skin and waistband, material gathering at her wrist as her hands slide down his thighs. His hardening cock freed from that constrictive prison. She continues removing his pants, on her knees now, face in front of her prize. Her tongue parts her lips, leaning in, licking circles around the head. At the same time, she grabs the chain from her collar, putting it back into his hand. Now its he who is moaning, her tongue expertly covering every inch of his now fully erect cock. She moves to his balls, first tonguing one, then gently sucking it in fully as her hand wraps around his shaft.
His hands now in her hair, the chain wrapped through the fingers of one hand, candle light still glimmering off the links standing out against her long dark hair. Her mouth moves to the head of his cock, parting lips enveloping the head in her warm, wet mouth, tongue working behind closed lips. The pressure increases as she takes more of him into her, the pressure from his hands matching hers. His head thrown back, enjoying her talents. She looks up at him, dark eyes, dark hair, and mouth full, sliding up and down his shaft. He looks down, when his eyes meet hers, she takes all of his length into her mouth. He growls with pleasure, fingers entwined with hair and chain. I want to taste you he says to her.
She stands, pushing him back into the chair. Placing a foot on either side of his legs, she stands upon the chair, lowering her pussy to his waiting mouth. His tongue darting out into her, up and down her pussy, savoring every fold and scent. He draws her down by pulling the chain down gently, she lowers herself on to his waiting cock, guiding it into her wetness, so easily penetrated. They both groan with the sensations. She moves her hips back and forth taking the entire length into her. As she does so, the chain connecting the nipple clamps sways with her movements. The pace quickens between them, she whispers in his ear harder, his hands on her hips, driving her down on him. Oh fuck yes she says, just like that. Her body tenses as another orgasm rocks her core. He smiles to himself, reveling in the knowledge that he is driving her to new heights of passion.
She picks up the pace again, riding him. In his ear she says I want you to cum, fill my pussy. It does not take that much urging as he unloads into her, his hips rising to bury himself into her. They both stay still, arms around each other, panting with the afterglow. She throws her head back and says now how are we going to top that?
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