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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Blue_Lux]
#28621364 - 01/14/24 06:16 PM (5 months, 7 days ago) |
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I heard that Jonah was gay and a power top 14 years ago from people who allegedly knew quite a bit about it. It might have been BS, but given the source of the information, someone who was involved in LA gay culture, I believe the information to have been accurate.
As for your question about any thoughts...
Well, your questions about what if seem like poetry to me. Even if they don't rhyme. It's kinda like a gay version of Imagine, by Lennon.
I'd just like to see a world where love between two consenting adults is their business and not the subject of hate or efforts to control behavior. I think it is sweet when people love one another sincerely, regardless of their genders. I like the idea of people being happy.
Honestly, I don't really know anything about Future or the Weeknd and can't even name or recall any of their music. If they are into one another, that's cool with me.
You have a good point but it may not be likely to be well received. Pun intended.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Nillion]
#28621426 - 01/14/24 07:31 PM (5 months, 7 days ago) |
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I'm not saying I think something like this is good. I think, on the contrary, it could be bad. I like just the same as you said, but there are always ones who are bound to be like Alcibiades. Not all people want to seek a life partner. On the contrary, many people prefer a life of fame and fortune, and class, and that involves navigating a hierarchy. What bothers me is really what I think is actually necessary without psychedelics. If homosexuality becomes integrated completely... What I mean by that is if there becomes a time where everyone is considered bisexual at default, and purely homosexual or purely heterosexual is the minority... I think that is in the future for the west, and I think that without psychedelics to put a damper on unbridled masculinity, the "ideal man" people debate about will become an actual goal of young men, whom wish to be Hercules, you know, bisexual power top, the ultimate force of masculinity and dominance. This will do exactly what happened then, when their psychedelic spirituality fell apart. It will cause complete chaos probably.
-------------------- ☆✮★⋆I ♡ the music, not the bling⋆★✮☆ sodomy trials 𝕴𝖓 𝖓𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖇𝖔𝖓𝖎 𝖕𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖒𝖎 𝖒𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖚𝖒 𝖋𝖎𝖚𝖓𝖙. eí excalfíó kykeon
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Nillion]
#28621456 - 01/14/24 08:01 PM (5 months, 7 days ago) |
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I say that because, and now this will get gay. You know what most gay men find out? They eventually find someone who does something to them... As in... touches their heart through their butthole, and if that person then betrays their trust or harms them, the emotional pain can be excruciating. This can be explained neuropsychologically additionally, if only the male g spot had been taken more seriously. It is directly related to the fact that person was literally inside of them, and this is what it means when someone touches your soul with sex, like the Benny Benassi song...
Or...
The tendency to, as a top, continue to use different people for sex is what I'm talking about when I mean unbridled masculinity, because it doesn't care about the possible feelings of the bottom afterwards, which are real and exist for a reason: it cares about pleasing itself. There is something possibly created here consequently; bottoms then basing large pieces of their lives upon exactly their being desirable as a bottom (and then neglecting their own masculine needs).
The Bible, I think... When it says "Man lying with man, receiving the recompense of their error which is meet." I think that originally meant something like heart-break. I think what it was originally was an attack on exactly the type of love that comes into existence for a man who 'debases himself with another man' (is just a bottom). Notice the slurs exist mainly for bottoms, not for tops. These slurs exist in spite of a recognition precisely of what the tops have done to the bottoms because of their toxic masculinity.
There is a level of trust that exists after any two people have sex that simply cannot exist before it. And with two men, there is a particular sort of trust: the other person is of the same sex, and each other's maleness (or femaleness) becomes shared and understood in a different way than if it would be with a man versus a woman. This homosexual trust can easily be broken by the 'power top,' or whatever you want to call it, and it is exactly because of a lack of complementarity --not necessarily of male and female but, for the homosexual relation, of versatility. Long term homosexual relationships involve sexual versatility more often than not, which is isomorphic to Carl Jung's observation about an old man and his wife, whom he had known for decades, that they became to resemble each other more and more over the years, regarding masculine and feminine characteristics.
That's my little unedited expulsion for you. Maybe there is something to take home. I wanted to just get all these thoughts off my head.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Nillion]
#28621473 - 01/14/24 08:22 PM (5 months, 7 days ago) |
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What exactly is heartbreak? This is a very important question deserving of an answer. What does it mean neurologically? What does it mean evolutionarily? What does it say about what we are? Does it not say something about what we are not equipped to handle?
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: aghorrorag] 1
#28621480 - 01/14/24 08:26 PM (5 months, 7 days ago) |
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No worries.
It's good that you have passion and drive. I can't relate that well to your point of view but I can respect it.
I have trust issues so I understand some of where you are coming from, though all my relationships have been hetero. I don't like to call myself straight, but I can't call myself gay or bisexual in any real sense.
Philosophically speaking I don't actually believe in Gay or Straight people, but that is more about how labels are problematic because they lead to people seeing the labels instead of the people they are applied to. In that sense a person who is gay in terms of their sexuality is just a person to me, not a "gay person" The fact that they love someone of the same gender doesn't change anything meaningful to me. Its just a semantics thing and I mean no offense.
I feel the same way about race or hair color too. I desire to see people, not the labels we apply to them like Black or Ginger etc. Some people hate me for this position and think that I take away their identity in this approach, but I try to treat every person equally and I love them all.
Edited to add, I even do this with gender.
I try to be ambiguous in regard to gender when mentioning past relationships and stuff. I live with two trans people and I have 2 daughters who identify as gay but they all just people to me. One of the trans people I live with just had top surgery and is in recovery. I've been helping them the last few days because they have to be careful about moving as they heal.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Nillion] 1
#28621499 - 01/14/24 08:40 PM (5 months, 7 days ago) |
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Neurologists have already discovered that areas of the brain are activated with heartbreak, which are linked to physical pain... It exists with homosexuality, and especially related to the emotions of the bottom. Why would such a heartbreak exist if what is peddled by puritanical acolytes was true about love and sexuality? Such an experience seems too hard-wired to be the product of something going wrong, or some anomaly. Heartbreak is too consistent, but I digress
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: aghorrorag]
#28621517 - 01/14/24 08:54 PM (5 months, 7 days ago) |
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Well, I love you. No matter who you love.
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#28621523 - 01/14/24 09:01 PM (5 months, 7 days ago) |
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I have transformed my feelings about these things in such a way, evening out what could be called masculine and feminine drives inside of me, into analysis and philosophy, if you want to call it that. I call it jokingly "when the libidology turns to the libidiphilology, and from the latter to the libidiphilosophy." I find it hysterical, but I get it if you don't. I have my quirks. To ask a question is to consent to be changed. This is a feminine desire if you ask me. There is something masculine about positing, and something feminine about inquiring. On the surface level, enquiring is passive, so to be affected, and positing is active, so to affect. What I call the libidiphilology is the analysis of the emphatic versus the acquiescent, as opposed to active top versus passive bottom, male versus female. The most penetrating thoughts seem to be when whatever energy is inside you becomes transformed. I think the only way I have been able to write about this stuff is to exactly channel such libidinal whatever, discharge into a certain outlet to see it in such a way in myself, to stand away from it, and make sense of it with a larger perspective. It has really been required and necessitated to be made sense of, because it is so perplexing.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Blue_Lux] 5
#28621878 - 01/15/24 08:36 AM (5 months, 7 days ago) |
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Guys, let's get it back on topic, please.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: aghorrorag]
#28621970 - 01/15/24 10:15 AM (5 months, 7 days ago) |
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In the practice of true religion, You can do it but you cannot join, Because truth doesn’t have, Any membership roles, And true religion needs not coin!
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum]
#28622412 - 01/15/24 05:05 PM (5 months, 7 days ago) |
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I wrote this today for fun. It is extremely gay. I made it deliberately, and I feel I actually was forced to write this, and am forcing myself to make this poem in addition to what was said. It is not my best poem, but I wanted something like it written, and I had a little fun with it. Perhaps I will edit it and make it better in the future, but this is a poem about my spouse. The The subject is life and death and love. The content is personal for me and yes again it is a love poem, so if you don't like things like that then don't read it. And I get it. Love poetry isn't really my thing. But poetry is for exposing the heart and mind, so here goes mine exposed to you.
My Same Love
Your gaze makes me gulp And I can feel it down to my stomach running like rivers of jelly The tiny crinkles in the creases of your eyes When your lids are heavy Warm me as much as your embrace When I feel the pulse in your arm and in your beautiful hand when ours are clasped I feel like our spirits had that planned, and my feelings race
With you a picture is painted for me in every moment There's no art more reassuring than your smile after I kiss those pink lips sometimes slightly hidden by your beard The light purple beneath your eyes reminds me of lilacs, and the sweet smell of you intoxicates me To feel your chest pressed against mine, and your legs wrapped around mine like a pretzel With our penises touching I love that, oh my God I love that And when that leads to more, which cannot be written even in poetry; there's a flood in my heart
Your biology so close is an immense pleasure of mine If grapes are joy then you are wine I will kiss your feet, and everything else, every single leaf of your vine is divine, Because I really love everything about you Nothing you do could ever offend me And being how you are, you never may Because you've told me, you feel the same way Your voice is nice and soothing It accents your kindness and laughter
The thought of being without you is as if it could never happen Something so monstrous could never transpire Even if memories could be put into fire I know a certain moment coming; I wish it wouldn't I wish so much I feel like it couldn't Until then I'll make the most I'll take in every single feature, adore it all in eternity beyond future Even if we could live and love together forever, What then? Wouldn't the best times be sought over and over again? What difference would immortality make? Just one moment rows infinity's wake Because the truest ones are perfect And forever will have deserved it
Hear this of my heart, Because it is wrought in words with it
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum]
#28622577 - 01/15/24 07:19 PM (5 months, 6 days ago) |
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An old poem. I've seen a lot of tatterdemalion homeless people. It always bothered me, so I wrote a poem about it.
Poemless
Winding down streets or in unforgettable places Or whether in sheets around unfamiliar faces All of which seen cannot be called yours Oh, when will it be time that without is these wars? These struggles of how and wonders of where With whom and with what? What health? For fair? Or what of those dreams and those plans that were made? What of the promises and what wagers were weighed? Against each other, yes, and down another line too Bringing to this, a wish that only to soothe With words? What? From something elude? This unsaid With thoughts, no, they only intrude. Upon this dread that cannot be placed and cannot be found For there is no mark and there is no sound But a pause and a break, and a breath that does shake In its unsettled foundation longing to feel safe with exception for what is to be shown? For protection against this truth of alone? unless a miracle falls and is caught before too? That a cave or a mountain should come into view? For memories count and trace apparent outlines Where are they now without means to doubt signs? To cover up and replace all here that is felt To realize a room that is not but a welt Upon these statements worn? Why? To be torn? Tattered and dirty, unknown and uncared for? Withered and rippling in the wind with what form? To where, how? and to what end for a storm? To be only now to rend for refuge once more
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Edited by Blue_Lux (01/15/24 07:33 PM)
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Blue_Lux] 1
#28630617 - 01/22/24 02:27 AM (5 months, 15 hours ago) |
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I feel free As I want to be Words just flow to me.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Barnaby]
#28633531 - 01/24/24 04:49 PM (4 months, 29 days ago) |
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Captain fuck Pulled a pit maneuver at the dump Barnaby is a rotten duck And a two toothed chump
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Barnaby]
#28633565 - 01/24/24 05:09 PM (4 months, 29 days ago) |
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1 after another
One after another cars go past One after another, controlled by someone Where are they going? One after another In the same spot just before the other Some are a little too fast Others are aggressive Why the emotion? So caught in the moment, They can't know one another One after another like little beads in bubbles Can't they see those cracks in the roads? Constant, always moving So many lives, one after another Precious cars, each has value Each has a person Where are they going? Why too quick? Why aggressive? We can take each other places We can drive each other crazy with love or hate We can travel and flow with one another One after another we all can be friends We should be careful about each other's cars, Recognize need and consequence Let's ride together in this life one after another Instead of be divided, we could be in the backseat buckled next to each other Who knows? Our hands might touch. Maybe we will strike up a conversation Maybe we can be friends
I got bored after smoking some weed.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Spectacle]
#28634504 - 01/25/24 01:13 PM (4 months, 28 days ago) |
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Post a poem or something. And not chat gpt
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They talked behind closed doors Internet chat rooms was me working towards the imminent paranoid schizophrenic, just like my paternal grandfather whose name I forget in my shame. I create my own world and lies and am in too deep to relinquish any of it now. What do you have? I lay in a bed of sigil and cast off tomorrow. Insecurities are confronted by the immediacy of ego affirmation that my sanity is proven in this unhinged world by you thinking im mad. I type things that I think are probably more or less clever than they really are. People do not care this much. Internet forums where I half learned to roughly identify a couple mushroom genesis. Whatever. Internet chat rooms, and the chatter is internal and external. Are you impressed yet? Did you react? Doesn't matter, conceptually. Emotional reaction. Yet apathy. When will it break? Cute face, I laugh I laugh. I think you think, cute face. Innocent enough. I laugh, I laugh. Internal, not external. It really isn't funny, I laugh too hard anyway. No one confronts my aura. I laugh, at myself. At knowing, if I really do. I half heartedly wonder when this stupid poem will end. Pretend, rhyme schemes. Make me want to throw up, And put the pen down. Wait, this screen really needs breaking! Ok, do it now.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Blue_Lux]
#28635241 - 01/26/24 05:28 AM (4 months, 27 days ago) |
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The fuck are we, to talk of war!? "It's '39 turned '24." Conscription clickbait feeds nations fears, as lifeless parents fuel childrens tears. And gleeful pundits stretch, twist, lie, for a generations right to die. Thoughts of ribboned medals and 'greater good', raised on CoD and hate and Hollywood. So far removed from true conflicts dread; with our soft, clean hands and our wool-filled heads. The fuck are we, to talk of war? Keeping blinkers on 'til we can no more... :edit: subject heading.
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Re: Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Lithop]
#28635357 - 01/26/24 08:10 AM (4 months, 27 days ago) |
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Who is anyone to speak of war? Does one death not speak any more? Serious, is it only millions? Spin the wheel of fortune in life Some are born with luck, Others with strife But nobody ever sent sword in hand Thought it was they who would fall And nobody before them who fell deserved it Responsibility on account of us all Will be the only thing that will fit In the memory of all time, and all land War whithers but will fall deep in the sand
A rhyming scheme strict and planned Sometimes can seduce But ought to seek and demand That which war has produced And that is pain, misery, needless death, That's horror, terror, and crying Nothing human can remain foreign to me Whatever can be said is futile about dying About preventing it, something perhaps But it must be now, not in time elapsed As it was in trenches, or a sinking ship As it was in planes, and bleeding
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