Tag Archives: Beautiful Women

You’d think a man would know…

’tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all  ~  Alfred Lord Tennyson

There seems to be a problem with a relationship I’m having with a woman who is very important to me.

In the end it has come down to those two perennial issues; money and sex.

But, this relationship was always about just how much money I was prepared to spend ~ and just how little I was prepared to accept in return.  Now it’s about a $25,000 car…..

You’d think a mature man such as I would have seen this from the start ~ truth be told I did, but perhaps I just wasn’t prepared to accept the painful reality it.

You Think A Man Would Know

Perhaps things will turn out well after all.

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jack collier

jackcollier@talktalk.net

 

or maybe Marmaduke and I will hit the road again

a witch with angel eyes

I had my share of nightmares
didn’t think there could be much more
then in walked Rodrick Usher with the Lady Elanor

only the moon and stars know,

where you got those pretty blue eyes,

that smile while you tell such elegant lies,

you must have fallen down from out of the sky,

you must be some sort of witch to torment a guy,

who’s unwise as to fall hard for your delicate disguise,

your every word of tenderness a tormenting sweet caress,

but I know just who you are, and I know your long goodbyes.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

she sang me a starlight sexual lullaby,

a thousand times, or maybe more,

and in the end, she didn’t care

I’ve Been Thinking of Someone

women are to be adored, and perhaps understood

The weather in this little northern town has been pretty good today, for England in May that is.  Ergo I took a myself for a walk, and that turned into 11 miles of physical effort, mental introspection, and spiritual enlightenment.

While I was walking I thought of a woman I know.

I don’t know her as well as I would like.

This song is for her.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

a man will never find the Goddess of the moon by searching for her

Vacation Time

It’s very nice to be able to afford to go travelling.

I’m just about ready and prepared for my next long vacation, which starts on this coming Thursday.

Today I booked a car to collect me at the garret, for 06:00 on Thursday March 15th, as my flight leaves from Newcastle upon Tyne airport at 09:30.  I then have layovers in London Heathrow, and San Jose International in Santa Clara County, before I eventually arrive at John Wayne airport in Orange County California at 20.32.

I’m renting a Toyota Rav4 at John Wayne, and then I have a shortish drive, so I expect to get to get to my accommodation sometime around 22:00.

If you add in the 8 hour time difference between England and California, that makes the journey exactly 24 hours.  Why does air travel always take so long?  Even if everything goes to plan?

Poor Marmaduke isn’t coming along on this trip ~ because when I looked at the layovers I decided I’d just take one carry-on bag.

Poor Marmaduke has been in tears since he found out.

I expect to be back in the garret on Wednesday April 18th ~ after another 24 hours of travelling.

I will be in touch while I’m away.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Academy Awards Dresses

A man should look as is he had bought his clothes with intelligence, put them on with care, and then forgotten all about them.

Men have it pretty easy when it comes to going to a posh event.  Wear a tuxedo, and try to look like James bond.

Women have to take much more care.  And, if they get it wrong they will be criticised ~ mostly by other women.

Some frocks from last night’s Oscars ceremonies.

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Personally, I think red and black are always good.

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Scenes on Sunday ~ Wyoming Wilderness

The clearest way into your mind is through a wilderness.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

all these pictures were taken with a compact Lumix by the girl riding shotgun.

Scenes on Sunday ~ Séduction Monochromatique

La mode se démodé, le style monochromatique, jamais.

bas noirs

Bretelles Érotiques

Arrière Mignon

Nudité Couché

Transpiration Sexuelle

Noir Rouge à Lèvres Fumer 

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

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une garce est la contraire d’une salope,

et elle fume pour la prouver.

Dreams and Darkness

 

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the moon still shines in the deep darkness

the night is filled with malevolent stillness

my dreams are fueled with harsh blackness

a soul shattered, scattered with wickedness

evil goddess incarnate uncaring in hardness

yet I know in my dreams my soul is helpless

enraptured by her exotic sexual weirdness

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Scenes on Sunday ~ Burning Skies

Sky above me, the earth at my feet, the fire inside.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

all pictures taken by

the girl riding shotgun

using a Panasonic Lumix

 

 

 

Solitary People ~ Lonely Beaches

With no compass you cannot tell who the enemy is.

Are you lonely tonight?

Are you sad because you’re on your own?

There was a time when I lived the life of a celibate solitary recluse.  Not just for a few days, or a few weeks, but for several years.  I cared for nobody, not even for myself.

I think the important thing is caring about someone.  It’s being by themselves that does people in, makes them old and bitter.  ~  Thomas Tryon

I completely isolated myself in my garret.  My only companion was my little teddy bear; Marmaduke.  I hardly ever went out.  I didn’t answer my telephone.  I didn’t see any of the people who reached out to me in friendship.  My only contact with the world was through this blog ~ and in its early days this blog was a pathetic spavined thing.

When I did go out it would be at very unsocial hours; the early morning, late evening, midnight.  And, I didn’t go to places where I was likely to meet people.  I walked solitary on a lonely beach.

Life wasn’t making me lonely, I was avoiding human contact, pushing people away, sabotaging any relationships I had.  I was making myself lonely.

There was an underlying reason for this.  It’s a serious mental illness called Borderline Personality Disorder, and one of the symptoms of this illness is cutting off all communication with others because of a real difficulty in maintaining a stable relationship.  It isn’t good.

It’s so bad that if I developed a relationship, then a part of me would want to destroy it.  Perhaps I could keep a friendship for a while, but eventually the Mr. Hyde in me would do something bad enough to make that friend walk away ~ which is what I expected all along.  Another of the symptoms of borderline personality disorder is an abnormal fear of abandonment, and it becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy.

I have been lucky.  I have one friend, one long-distance relationship, and that friend has stuck by me, been my cheerleader, counsellor, and my muse.  That friendship has got me out of the garret, encouraged me to grow, allowed me to escape the worst of my self-imposed exile from the real world.

Not everyone who has cut themselves off from the world is that lucky.  But, perhaps we can all be that lucky if we are willing to take a chance, and if we are really willing to work at becoming a better, more reliable, more stable, more personable, and less threatening version of ourselves.

It’s scary.  But real life is scary.  Shit happens.  With the right mental attitude we can all enjoy life.  I learned to love myself and love others.

My life is good today.  I still walk the lonely beach, but I’m no longer alone.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

luckily, a teddy bear can’t really walk out on you

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