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hmmm, not so much, you see when it is done correctly by both parties there is little to no pain involved- let alone risk of death... when done correctly... the line between correct and incorrect can be pretty damn fine in some moves- especially when one is all adrenalized. Its like rock climbing: you dont climb it with the thought "Wow i'd really die if i fell halfway up that thing" but moreover you go "damn that looks like a really fun climb". In the same way one does not say "You know if we fuck up this crucifix powerbomb i'll never walk again"- so though it may be a defiance of death, so is crossing the street, moreso maybe depending on your residence and level of distraction, its not actively felt like one. When doing it it feels a lot like a cooperative vaudvile routine of simulated violence coupled with a ballroom dance street brawl.
My god I had an incredible dream last night! I woke sobbing... http://revscrj.deviantart.com/journal/ is my blogged recounting of it if anyone cares.
I had a dream that a guy down my street had a motorcycle that was taller than I was. LOL that was weird.
Oh and some F***er burnt down the hair salon at college the other day. That was a great department. I know, I'll get all the catoring lot together, bust out the rolling pins and cleavers and go on a little witch hunt!
Oh and some F***er burnt down the hair salon at college the other day. That was a great department. I know, I'll get all the catoring lot together, bust out the rolling pins and cleavers and go on a little witch hunt!
My friend had the best dream ever the other day. She was at her dad's house and walked into the bathroom to find water pouring out everywhere and her grandad trying to stop it by nailing glass to the walls. Unsurprisingly, this didn't work so she asked him where the problem was coming from. He pointed to under the sink. She asked why he couldn't fix it and he said that U2 were in the way. She looked and sure enough, there were Bono, The Edge, Larry and Adam sitting under the sink with their feet screwed to the floor. She handed them a screwdriver so they unscrewed themselves and walked out. She then turned back to her grandad and asked if he could fix the problem now. "No," he said, "Just because I cannot see them doesn't mean they are not there."
I wish my dreams were as deep as that.
I wish my dreams were as deep as that.
I had a dream a few days ago, was quite emotional for me 
. Dont think I should talk about it on here though, for the sake of others.
A dream I can share with you however involves me, my mother, and one of my old teachers.
I was in a dark, brick room, with a kind of square brick bit with brown fencing on top of it, and a short set of stairs leading up to it.
I walked towards the stairs, entered the 'square' to be confronted by a black abyss inside. Standing there, my mother and teacher both look at me, and nod. Next thing I know, ive thrown myself into this abyss, I was falling for about 20seconds on average (I say on average, because this was a common dream for me a few years ago). Rather than waking up quickly, I wake up slowly, the darkness fades into my room.
Any thoughts?
. Dont think I should talk about it on here though, for the sake of others. A dream I can share with you however involves me, my mother, and one of my old teachers.
I was in a dark, brick room, with a kind of square brick bit with brown fencing on top of it, and a short set of stairs leading up to it.
I walked towards the stairs, entered the 'square' to be confronted by a black abyss inside. Standing there, my mother and teacher both look at me, and nod. Next thing I know, ive thrown myself into this abyss, I was falling for about 20seconds on average (I say on average, because this was a common dream for me a few years ago). Rather than waking up quickly, I wake up slowly, the darkness fades into my room.
Any thoughts?
Wow! Remarkable! Perhaps the teacher and mother figure represent aspects of yourself, or spirit guides.
isaacc: What was your dream?
Simulo: Last week I had this one dream where I had to fight a minotaur with nothing but a bag of animal crackers and some chopped pea. The minotaur was going to kill me, but it wound up asking me to work for its corporation instead.
isaacc: Did you like the job?
Simulo: I think, in the end, I had to fill out too many forms. But I can't remember it clearly.
isaacc: What other dreams have you had?
Simulo: The other night I had a dream that I was in this abandoned resort hotel, and there was a lot of water damage: holes in the floor and in the ceiling. I knew that I had to play the role of Malvolio, and King Zolf was supposed to help me, but all King Zolf would do is talk about drinking. It was very distressing.
Simulo: Last week I had this one dream where I had to fight a minotaur with nothing but a bag of animal crackers and some chopped pea. The minotaur was going to kill me, but it wound up asking me to work for its corporation instead.
isaacc: Did you like the job?
Simulo: I think, in the end, I had to fill out too many forms. But I can't remember it clearly.
isaacc: What other dreams have you had?
Simulo: The other night I had a dream that I was in this abandoned resort hotel, and there was a lot of water damage: holes in the floor and in the ceiling. I knew that I had to play the role of Malvolio, and King Zolf was supposed to help me, but all King Zolf would do is talk about drinking. It was very distressing.
Theres supposed to be books availible, all about dream analysis, might have a look at some, the whole idea of dreams having a meaning etc seems quite intriguing. Maybe it will help me work out what on earth im thinking half the time
Heres a brain tickler....In one of my other dreams I was being chased round the lounge by a Flymo while my whole family was sitting there talking. FIgure that one out
Heres a brain tickler....In one of my other dreams I was being chased round the lounge by a Flymo while my whole family was sitting there talking. FIgure that one out
The most intriguing method of interpretation I ever encountered is: consider each character or object in the dream to be an aspect of yourself.
I might be a little late, but I want to comment on the 'line' between porn and art. I think the key lies in sensuality (excuse me if I spell it wrong). What has always struck me about porn is that it's not at all sensual and just...dirrrty.
I've seen a lot of sensual paintings featuring sex etc. A very famous one is "Madonna" by E. Munch. This one is not so "explicit" in our modern eyes, but it shows a woman climaxing. I don't think it would be visual enough to replace your everyday pornographic material, but this makes it even better.
I think the line between porn and art lies in the sensuality of the picture, but also in the mood. E.g.: Nude-photography can be the most beautiful art, but I don't consider your average Playboy photo "beautiful". But then again, I'm a woman
I've seen a lot of sensual paintings featuring sex etc. A very famous one is "Madonna" by E. Munch. This one is not so "explicit" in our modern eyes, but it shows a woman climaxing. I don't think it would be visual enough to replace your everyday pornographic material, but this makes it even better.
I think the line between porn and art lies in the sensuality of the picture, but also in the mood. E.g.: Nude-photography can be the most beautiful art, but I don't consider your average Playboy photo "beautiful". But then again, I'm a woman
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