|Posted by Tammy L Boehm on July 13, 2009 at 6:04 PM||comments (0)|
Whereupon our nemisis, the Banshee screams into the room - dragging chains and kicking hapless housepets. Steps up to mic...Enter Tam to cut the power before the bandwidth is inundated by a stream of expletives so foul so obnoxious even Eminem wouldn't quote me.
So I've spent two hours fighting with Mr Qwest box who - like a waitress at a bad mexican food joint can't get it right between "Red and Green" - I've been pummeled by soundeffects from Knowing (Nick Cage. Love you baby but DAMN! Lighten up, will ya?) (note: Cage is tolerable but the movie sucked. How much special effects - apocalyptic - blue men to the rescue pseudo revelation sci fant can we swallow? Toss it on the shelf with Tornado and Meteor, please.) Give the man a new remote and he sets it to "Houston, we have liftoff."
I tried to be nice. I tried to write poetry. But NO! whilst I was attempting to access my cheesy little poetry page what do I find in the history tracker but "simsonsporn" and "Lisaf*cksbart" ARE YOU KIDDING ME? My children are VERY close, yes VERY close to losing the physical body parts to EVER reproduce. I'll kill 'em bof wif m' bare hands!
And there it is. The thing that pushes me right over the edge into foaming, venomous fits of rage. Get a clue! Porn is a mofo of epic proportions. It kills families. It is a soul eating monster and it needs to go. People who promote it are emotional MURDERERS.
Sex and intimacy between two who deeply love and respect each other is a GIFT. It is meant to be protected and treasured. Quit trivializing it. Quit joking about it. Quit putting performance pressure on it with steamy scenes of paid professionals - quit whoring it out on the street - JUST STOP IT! The ish on the internet and in the corner store with the big fence and stupid neon sign is bad enough but what really caps it is when some well meaning buddy tells me after I've mentioned that things are a bit quiet in the bedroom de Boehm "why don't you go rent a porno and watch it together. IS YOU CRAZY? Again. If it ain't hap'nin - talk to the person it ain't hap'nin with. Don't cheapen the relationship by throwing porn at it.
You know, maybe if we taught our young 'uns to be comfortable in their physical bodies - and to be givers instead of selfish asses who just want a quick fix for whatever itch they have - that men and women aren't property - that "hitting that" or "tapping that" is only cool in bongos and beer kegs HAVE SOME FREAKIN' RESPECT! MY God.
I don't know which one of the little maggots was lookin' up comiporn on my PC but if I figure it out - he's dead meat. Its disgusting on any level. I won't have it in my house and I won't promoted. Women are meant to be treasured, not trivialized.
Again. Nothing wrong with sex. But its not like an exercise tape or a damn pot pie. Its part of a relationship. An investment. I consider it part of a covenant relationship myself. Only one man has dominion over me. And I have dominion over him. And we dont need not bow chicka wow wow...we're willing to work it out, you know...practice. (Smirks)
Seriously. Pornography is as dangerous and as addicting as any drug on the planet. It is a gateway to child molestation, to prostitution, to the sex slave trade...it wrecks marriages and families...its not casual. Its insidious. It is the complete opposite of love.
I'm wondering if I can give the computer a scrubdown and a shower....
and yes. I have had personal experience with the effects of porn. Perhaps if my dad had not been a consumer of it - who knows? Maybe he never would have paid for "other services" Maybe my mom wouldn't have retaliated by lifting her dress every time she met a new guy...maybe he wouldn't have exposed himself to me....maybe mom wouldn't have beaten me...I'll never know. But the monster isn't coming into MY house, that's for DAMN sure.
*I'm going to caveat this. I know some of you write erotic poetry - and those of you who do - are very conscientious about advising your friends when you have writing that contains adult content. I deeply appreciate that - and I am not addressing those of you who write for yourselves or your partner - I've written a bit of eros myself. I am addressing specifically the sick crap that is sold in magazines - DVD's - that kind of thing...
And if that ain't all. I'm over on my cheesy poetry page, stopping by a good friends new poem and there's this avatar....some crotch shot with black butt floss and a hand in the mix right there - on a site where young un's socialize - where I socialize...And this is how you want 17000 other writers to identify your talents? Works better if you have your fingers on your keyboard....doncha think?
|Posted by Tammy L Boehm on April 15, 2009 at 4:30 PM||comments (0)|
I was in church last night during praise and worship and finally....finally saw an image while my eyes were closed....I don't call what I see "visions" because - well, that sounds haughty, you know? But sometimes during praise and worship I see images.
This one was very simple: A small stone basin, almost like a stone age corn grinder, but this was a light marble, and water was bubbling up from it, spilling down the sides. I saw no water source but it was spilling out just the same.
I've been dry for such a long time. I'll take any water I can get. I'm going to hang on to this image for awhile....
|Posted by tlboehm on April 14, 2009 at 4:40 PM||comments (1)|
So I've been slowly building my little baby site here and I can see where it will become the amorphous blob of cybergoo for which I am known...kinda sorta.
I keep thinking of new pages to add, as I sort through my paper life (its extensive, prolific, like flies) I have a lot that's been said in various ways. Best thing right now is: its a pleasan little diversion from the gnaw that God has abandoned me to my futile dreams once again.
Between dad, and my own slimey sinus thing and work - I need something that at least appears to be cosmetic progress.
I don't talk much about details of work anymore, at least not like the old 360 days - if I yak about my family - they know me but maligning coworkers really is a bit distasteful so I refrain. I will say that I had a small victory - I'm an accountant (if you are reading this for the first time) for an entreprenuer who owns several companies with December year ends, and it is my job to prepare the books for the CPA...along with much of the accounting for two other larger companies...payroll, etc and we've had more than our fair share of outside audits. Now we are adding a relocation to the mix - and I am overwhelmed. (That hasn't happened since I started here) So - some items are being put aside so I can focus on yet another audit...a small victory - but I will take it.
I still miss the lions on this site, having not yet figured out how to incorporate them into the mix. I still have widgets and pages to add. It's growing...
Then there's a sister site - prays2praise - I need to get that taken care of...and I really hope the writing bug bites me again. I'm feeling so dry.
But that is a blog for later....peace.