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Monochrome Monday ~ Beauty and the Beast

If you want to be safe, chose a safe, uninteresting man.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

beauty provokes

sexual beauty provokes absolutely

 

Psychedelic Fire Serpent

She who is possessed by carnal desire for the serpent is lost.

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Dawn, and smell the sulpher from the dragon’s breath as she purred

Her Life is a journey of imagined adventures, so lie back and enjoy the ride

Eat a marijuana cookie explore the inner Cosmos to see the rainbow serpent

Experimenting playing with psychedelic substances has always been her forte

Smiling as she watches the kaleidoscopic mordant rainbows melt and change

Reality is an illusion, real life is what she thinks in the strange deranged moment

No angels in bright, white raiment there, only darkly amorous vampyres play

At night, cats are black, vampyres are dark, except for the ones you mirror watched

Lazily, indolently, intoxicated, she dallied with a dulcimer as my heart was shattered

Venus was breaking, creating lust; then she said with laciviousness falsely enamored ~

if you want to prove your love, then bring me the head of the mirrored dragon

Or dead red roses in the hard midnight rain

Why think rationally?  Common sense never had fair maiden

and fear never won the day

Neither in her canopied bed, nor even at the dismal end of a misted swamp

Bitter better man never gets chance to play with carnal women and absinthe

She’s beautifully dangerous, I desire her this moonlit night, and she is not patient

There are never certainties, nothing a man can ever trust, there is only useful myth

It could be worse, if the iron dice roll, may the Goddess help me

When she fails, take me back to Liars Bar again, finally

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

a vampyre will always bite

dragons burns, and women lie

et une belle biche, elle est gratuit

Songs on Saturday ~ Imagine Dragons

Chasing Imagined Dragons, she’s one part brave, one part a sorceress.

I know a woman who likes snakes, octopuses, and probably chasing dragons.

She likes psychedelic art, abstract spiral trees, and abandoned buildings.

But then, I like, love, and adore exotic, weird, mysterious women.

Just perhaps, this strange song and weird video are for her.

Please listen responsibly.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

never kiss a Goddess holding a snake

and never look into their eyes

 

Lover’s Moon

The moon is but a pale reflection of the love in your heart.

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he took her in the moonlight

her eyes sparkling silver bright

her hair black as the sable night

their caresses, hard kisses excite

desire ignited hot in their hearts

entwined bodies sexually inviting

moving with simultaneous delight

until at last their passion was spent

and they lay under the cold moonlight

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

for the cold light of the moon is love’s softly warm kiss of adieu

Wants, Needs, and Desires

A self-confident woman is not, by nature, a virginal muse

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I learned that

women have wants

needs desires and lusts

elegant enigmatic as any cat

extreme sexual sensual she taunts

yet all men should learn she also trusts

understanding cherishing supporting accept

her deep sexual sensual wants needs desires lust

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

confident women seem to like sex, romance, love

and a little bondage

Sexual Jealousy

Sexual Jealousy, that dangerous dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive.

Sexual jealousy is being upset, angry, bitter, resentful, and depressed because someone who you profess to love has been unfaithful, or seems interested in another person, or was involved with others in the past, or you imagine that they are, or were.  It isn’t real ~ sexual jealousy is actually caused by insecurity, fear, low self-confidence, low self-esteem, and low self-worth.

My friends, and especially my women friends, used to suffer terribly from my irrational jealousies.  My jealousy wasn’t so much fun for me either, it did nothing for me except to make me unhappy and encourage me to get drunk.  My jealousy may have been unpleasant for others, but it was an absolute torment for me.  Being a miserable, resentful, angry, jealous drunk isn’t marked anywhere on the road to happiness and serenity, but it’s a major waypoint on the road to coming face to face with your own personal, terrifying dragon.

Yet, I was only tormenting myself in fear of being hurt and tormented by someone I thought I cared for ~ if you truly care for someone then jealousy has no place in your heart.  Ergo, I did not really care for, far less love, any women I became jealous over.  In fact, the best I could say is that I was infatuated.  Any man who becomes infatuated over a woman does not value himself, and I was even worse than that, back then I didn’t even like myself.

Men and women are jealous in different ways, and for different reasons ~ typically men will become jealous because of a perceived threat to their ego, masculinity, sexual dominance, and existing relationship.  However, women generally become jealous because of the threat to their existing relationship, and not because of their potentially bruised ego.

Any action taken as a result of sexual jealousy is likely to be extremely destructive ~ it will do nothing towards repairing your relationship, nor will it foster a greater understanding between you and your partner.  On the contrary, in my case any woman I was involved with would always feel that she was walking on eggshells, and be afraid to be herself in case my jealousy spilled over in to judgementalism, leading to my attacking her verbally and in writing.

Some say that there is never any benefit in being jealous.  And, don’t get jealous, just get even.  All I know is that if your partner has really done something bad enough to make you insanely jealous, then it’s time you just walked away from that failed relationship.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Angry, Abusive, Controlling, Confrontational,  Distrustful, Hate, Insecurities, Intolerant,  Possessive, Resentful, Sarcastic, Selfish,

and Fucking Dangerous.

The Way of the Wolf

Being a male is a matter of birth.  Being a man is a matter of choice.

The uniform of a wolf is a sharp suit and tie.

Society has conspired against the modern man to make his life very challenging, filled with setbacks, uncertainties, and frustrations.  Sometimes the younger man just has no idea who and what he is supposed to be.  For the average man, deciding upon his life path requires patience, determination, and strong communication skills.  Partly this is the fault of the feminist / metrosexual / LBGT communities who seem to see the traditional, strong, heterosexual, masculine male as some kind of a threat.

However, there is another kind of man who couldn’t care less what most other people think of him ~ the wolf will get whatever he wants even at the expense of everyone else.  The wolf will run his own life, according to his own rules, and without much in the way of morality, ethics, or guilt getting in the way ~ especially when it comes to work, women, and sexual desire.

Wolves know their deepest purpose is to make as much money as possible, and to enjoy sex as often as possible, with as many women as possible.  He is unabashedly masculine, purposeful, confident, grounded, spontaneous, and sensitive.  A wolf is totally turned on by the feminine ~ he loves to take women sexually, to ravish them, to embrace his inner masculinity and her femininity.  He is dedicated to incarnating sexual love, and in his quest he is not bound by outer convention or inner cowardice.

A wolf is not a macho jerk, scared bully, posturing King Kong, scruffy tradesman, or spineless wimp.  However, he will not try to be cooperative, conventional, safe, sharing, or understanding.  He simply lives his life to its deepest core, fearlessly pursuing his wants, needs, and desires, totally committed to abundance, dominance, and sexual gratification for both himself and his partner. A true wolf doesn’t want to make love, he wants to fuck her like an animal.

Sadly I am not, and never have been a wolf.  If I am meeting a woman I always ensure that I am spotlessly clean and well-groomed, I open doors for women, stand when she enters a room and arrives at or leaves my table, shut up when a woman wants to talk, listen attentively when a woman is speaking, and I never invade her space without a clear invitation.  (But a clever wolf will do all of that, except he will invade a woman’s personal space, without invitation.)  Also, whenever I am on a date, or taking a woman on a trip, then I fully expect to get my wallet out and pay for everything.  Some among the feminist / metrosexual / LBGT communities don’t like any of that.

Some say that wolves have more fun than do gentlemen.  And that women like to be used and abused at every opportunity.  All I know is that I have never had first date sex or casual sex ~ despite a plethora of opportunities.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

most wolves prefer their victims to be submissive, eventually

most women feel understood and validated by a wolf

and most wolves have great bodies

Monochrome Monday ~ Erotica

I felt like an animal, and animals don’t know sin, do they?

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The art of seduction is knowing what she really wants and slowly giving it to her in a way that takes her breath away.

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

hurt me you bastard, hurt me

Red Riding Hood

A real man desires an independent woman who knows what she wants.

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The iconic fairy tale is supposedly about Little Red Riding Hood, but that isn’t at all the whole story.  There is a big difference between a real woman and a little girl ~ and any little girl who gets involved with a big bad wolf cannot be as innocent as she at first seemed.  But, there has never been a Little Red Riding Hood ~ there is just the carnal woman that is Red Riding Hood.

Red Riding Hood is no innocent little girl, she is a fully mature, independent, confident, powerfully sexual woman.  A real man should be sensitive to her wants, needs, and desires ~ and they are physically, mentally, and emotionally complex.  In a very feminine way, she also has spiritual, mystical, esoteric, and aesthetic wants, needs, and desires that most of today’s emasculated men will find it difficult to understand.

If a man could read her mind he would either be terrified, traumatised, or aroused ~ or all three of those at the same time.  She may fuck you without giving you any of her heart, or she may give you all of her heart and never have sex with you at all.  She has lived long enough to fully explore her carnal sexuality in all of its forms, in the light of love and in the darkest shadows.  Red Riding Hood is part of the Divine Feminine and a sorceress of sexual love incarnate.  If a man cannot fully accept and understand that, then he has no business ever becoming involved with this dangerously captivating creature.

Red Riding Hood loves shiny things, weirdness, creatures of the night, and abandoning herself to forbidden pleasures for no other reason than she can. She is adorable, gorgeous, poetic, risqué, and sexy.  Her love is not soft, her love bites and the wounds never close.  She may break your heart, just so you learn to love her the more.  If you want to be with her, then you must be unique, you must be truly your entire self, you must be willing to brave the thorns if you wish to smell the heady perfume of the rose.

Some say Red Riding Hood is an urban myth.  And that she would only ever date an asshole, a jerk, or a stud.  All I know is that if you have the courage, she is the most enchanting woman you can ever enjoy.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

her spirit is the reflection of a wolf,

she is mother, maiden, and crone

 

the cruel sea

a goddess rose from the sea, to tear male hearts asunder

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cruel love’s eyes

a bleak winter mirror

seen through a glass, darkly

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

there is naught so cruel as the sea

cast as a mirror of man’s soul

 

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