Just a few......thoughts on recent news.
As I left here to go home yesterday I heard for the first time about the three young women that had been kept prisoner for ten years in Cleveland.
Tragic. Reprehensible. That's what I think.
Out of the 592 deviations presently in my gallery I know they almost all depict women in peril, bondage, some state of capture and/or slavery. This is all mere fantasy, and I still maintain that all my girls, at least the ones that want to, gain freedom at some point. (Why do you think the delicious Keiko has to get recaptured so often?) For as much of a pervert as I am, I still have a tenderness toward women, and though I may fantasize about capture, keeping, and whatever else, I don't condone in any form or fashion such activity in Real Life. Bondage and capture games, even slavery of sorts, between consenting adults is fine. However, to steal someone's life is a crime worthy of the severest punishment, and yes...I sup
People's behaviour after being declined by groupsI'm a moderator/contributor in four groups (one of them being my own) here on dA. For those of you who don't know what the tasks of moderators/contributors look like, let me explain it to you: Basically, tasks vary from group to group but the main thing is that you are responsible for who gets in the group (some big groups auto-approve membership applications, though) and which submissions are accepted (usually, there are 2-3 votes needed in order to be accepted/declined so it's not just ONE single person deciding over your submissions).People's behaviour after being declined by groups4 years ago in Deviant Events More Like This
I'm a regular voter and I've been doing this 'job' for quite some time so I can tell.
Unfortunately, there are always people who literally throw a tantrum and get really nasty at us moderators when they are declined. But there are others, too, of course.
Being very explosive and current, I decided to write an article on the different attitudes of people after being declined and perhaps reach some of you who aren't that well-behaved .
The GoddessWhen she walks her hips sway like a hypnotist's watchThe Goddess3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All the men stare and follow her lure wherever she goes
When she turns to them her perky breasts call out
Instincts take over, friends become foes before her
The men tustle to get their chance with the goddess
Standing before her gaze they see wanton eyes
Her lush lips say hello and ask their names
The men tell her all about themselves
There is little truth to the stories they tell
They must stand out above their rivals
They must taste her sex appeal
They must continue talking
They ask her nothing of herself
They feel they've seen all she has to offer
They'll never really know what's held within her body
That the heart behind her bosom is filled with love and poetry
Completely.I am darkness personified.Completely.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
An abyss so drenched in black
That it leaves me
My heart is a facade
It’s a useless beating lie
Because I've never felt a thing
Except for dead inside.
It’s a war I wage
Inside of my ribcage
That kills me a little more
I like to pretend too
That somewhere beneath the pain
There’s a way I can break through
But I already know…
Things will never be the same.
I lost absolutely everything
I can’t apologize enough
That I didn’t know who to be
When you said that you needed me
My scars are like chains
That keep me from falling apart
I'm a monsterWe all have little monsters in usI'm a monster2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that whisper ugly words into our ears.
My soul is at war, it is a fight
between the human and the monster in me,
and I fear... that the monster will win.
The monster controls me...
it forces me to think the worst of others
and it tells me to isolate myself,
to protect myself from those evil humans.
The monster dictates my every move,
I must pretend that I am a human...
lest anyone think of me as a monster.
The human inside of me has long died
and the seemingly innocent person you see
is nothing but a disgusting monster
hiding in the body of another,
preying on the weaknesses -
the weaknesses of those frail humans
and feasting on their flaws.
I wanted to be human,
but I'm a monster.
And I hate myself for it.
Where are You Now Dearest Friend?Whilst reading old letters like cold headstones,Where are You Now Dearest Friend?3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Over come with nostalgia of days I had laid to rest,
Found in dark places where no light has shone,
I shrink in fear of memories despite all of my best
Attempts to forget as to find relief
From the things welling up from underneath,
Thoughts of long fights we had over the phone
Our words like darts viciously thrown
Oh what happened to those days
when we each confessed our own
worried not with saving face
And all was truth to be known?
Where are you now Dearest Friend. how distant we've grown
How far from you I feel, here, writing alone
She falls for beastsRuthless winds and raging seasShe falls for beasts2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A link so poles apart from ease
So darkly distinctive
As glitter from dirt
To sorrowfully know, addictive....
Hacked pleasures do hurt
This bond between man and monster
So firm, so unbreakable...shakes a mad red heart
Yet so forbidden, cries pushed away as an imposter
Our tie we hold till our knuckles bleed pulled apart
Destructive beliefs and demolishing dreams
How long will my people hold my love chained to their ugly screams
But I'll never rise because I've fallen forever
So intense, so deeply...
In a hopeless feeling of adore and pain we share together
Summon giants and bulldozers to fail to pick me up cheaply
Not being much soul of an unpleasant preacher
Yet he is a creature
And to bear my dear lush of torture
Yes, he's my creature