Re means again and again. Genesis means the origin, the coming into being. The birth or to be born. Genesis=origin, beginning, creation, generation. Therefore, Re-Genesis is the Re-Birth. The Re-Creation and Re-generation. It is the death of my former self and the Re-Birth of my true self.
.::Those Taking the Journey::.
28.10.10
.::Ancient Practices: Trepanning::.
What is trepanation? Trepanation is one of the world's oldest, surgical procedures. It is possibly the oldest. Trepanation is the practice of drilling a hole in the skull as a physical, mental, and/or spiritual treatment. It was practiced by many of the most ancient cultures, ranging from ancient Egypt to Meso-American cultures. Some of the information gathered from ancient cultures indicates they believed that trepanning could cure a number of things, including mental disorders. Trepanning was also performed on infants*.
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6.8.10
28.7.10
.::Late Night Musing::.
My sudden urge to take you by your face and kiss you passionately until your mouth professes it's love for me and your knees buckle beneath you... As your heart rate quickens, your body gets hot and certain parts engorge... Until you ache for me to explore you... How surprising this urge is to the both of us...
And even though I'm feeling shy... The thought of your tongue entering my mouth and my tongue succumbing to yours is making me want to throw caution to the wind... As I stare at your lips, your jaw, your neck... I'm tempted to dial your number and whisper and moan into the phone and arouse you to the point that your hands become my hands and explore you... Slowly... Boldly...
Your hands become my hands and my thoughts become your thoughts... But I'll also let my hands become yours... It's better if we both participate.
And even though I'm feeling shy... The thought of your tongue entering my mouth and my tongue succumbing to yours is making me want to throw caution to the wind... As I stare at your lips, your jaw, your neck... I'm tempted to dial your number and whisper and moan into the phone and arouse you to the point that your hands become my hands and explore you... Slowly... Boldly...
Your hands become my hands and my thoughts become your thoughts... But I'll also let my hands become yours... It's better if we both participate.
25.7.10
13.7.10
.::The Sacrality of the Phallus::.
9.7.10
.::Glass People::. (First Draft)
Would it be cliche to say how I see right through you?
You're a clean window with no shutter nor blinds... And I can see the workings of your mind and the shallowness of who you are...
You're a clean window with no shutter nor blinds... And I can see the workings of your mind and the shallowness of who you are...
3.7.10
.::Teach Them in the Way They Should Go::.
As I watch my son grow, I see how our relationship changes. I allow our relationship to grow and change with his growth. I understand that as he grows, our relationship cannot stay the same or it will impede his progress/growth.
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