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YOU ARE GOING TO DIE
“Books and organizers are useful time-budgeting tools... Just
published is ‘The 7 Habits of Highly Effective Teens’ by Sean Covey...
Covey recommends a planner... The most popular one is the FranklinCovey
Premier Agenda Student Planner: 12.5 million students in North America
use it, and it has been adopted by 25,000 schools. Of course any child
can do well without one, but according to its creator, Hyrum Smith, ‘it
enables students to gain control over what they are doing and where they
are going.’”
- TIME, November 23, 1998, pg. 152.
Having trouble planning your time? Allow me to make a few
observations. 1. You are going to die. 2. When you die, you will be
dead. (Maybe that sounds obvious, but perhaps you thought you’d be
taking harp lessons after you died.)
3. You will never be here again.
Here’s the real kicker: the human race itself will never be
here again.
According to the evolutionary record, modern humans did not
exist until 120,000 years ago. Oh, there were primate-type creatures
here before then. But they were not “fully human”. 120,000 years from
now, it’s a fair bet that human beings will have evolved into a new and
different form.
You may not find the “new humans,” who are alive 120,000 years
from now, to be sexually appealing. For instance, I like blondes. Well
before 120,000 years have passed, it’s pretty certain that all the human
races will have re-blended into one race.
As you know, racial diversity is a recent development in human
evolution. There is no fundamental genetic difference between, say,
Chinese and Swedes. They are both human. They both stem from the same
human ancestor. They just happen to look different, at this moment in
time, because their ancestors migrated to different parts of the globe.
As Colin Tudge writes, “Although modern Chinese people do look
very different from extreme, blonde Swedes... the genetic differences
between the two are minute.” (The Time Before History, pg. 222.)
The human races are now reassimilating. It is not uncommon to
see a black guy dating a white girl. It is not uncommon to see a Swede
married to a Chinese. Hence, well before 120,000 years have passed,
it’s quite likely that all the various human races will have disappeared
into a “modern” human (not yet in existence). This “modern” human will
be of a single race, distributed throughout the globe.
In case you haven’t noticed, world-wide, there are many more
brown-skinned people than white-skinned people. The “modern” human of
the future is almost certain to be non-white. So if you like blondes,
as I do, this is your moment. If you come back to Earth in 120,000
years, there won’t be any blondes here.
Sort of puts time into perspective, doesn’t it?
Now on the matter of time planning: Here’s a (quick) quiz:
1. Who were the top five doctors of the previous century?
Ask your mom. Ask your dad.
Do they know? Do they care? How about the top five lawyers of
the previous century? The top five engineers?
In case you’re still guessing, here’s the answer: Nobody
knows. Nobody cares.
So there you are, struggling to plan your time, and yet the top
people of the previous century are totally forgotten! I hope they had
fun, because if they didn’t, it’s too late now. They’ll never be back
again. And if, by some lucky chance, they did come back, in the future,
they likely would encounter a race of humans that they would find
unappealing.
Consider, if you will, the Ten Commandments. They were written
about 3,000 years ago. But a human from 120,000 years ago might find
them to be appalling.
I have noticed that younger children tend to have a short
attention span. A six-year-old might be furiously angry one minute, and
completely forget that he’s angry a minute later.
Could it not be that a human of 120,000 years ago might be like
this? With a short attention span? He might kill his neighbor. A
minute later, he might completely forget that he killed his neighbor.
He would simply accept, as a fact, that his neighbor was dead.
We, of course, citing the Ten Commandments, would call such a
man a murderer. We would haul him into court, and vow to punish him.
But he might be shocked to be hauled into court. He might simply say
(if he remembered it) “Sure, I killed my neighbor. He made me mad.”
So, as you can see, it is not simply a fact that you are going
to die. Not only are you going to pass away, but the entire race, the
entire society, the entire network of morals that you are accustomed to,
will also die.
Where is Ur? Where is Pharaonic Egypt? Where is Nineveh?
They are all gone, passed away into the “sands of time,” and never, ever
will they live again. It’s not just a fact that one poor slob in
Nineveh happens to be dead. The whole city, their whole way of life,
their gods, their temples, everything is gone!
So here is what I have to say about time planning: Live. Be
alive. Feel your presence on this earth.
But don’t worry. I’m not just going to leave you with some
vague admonitions. I realize you are a modern human. You need
something more definite, more exact. Something you can write down in
your FranklinCovey Premier Agenda Student Planner. So here it is:
holy joe’s 10-Step Program to Being Alive
1. Grow your hair.
2. Grow a beard. (Guys only, of course.)
3. Grow pot.
4. Listen to loud music.
5. Take psychedelic drugs.
6. Take off your clothes.
7. Take (or buy) a motorcycle.
8. Say, “cool, man”.
9. Drive around and, whenever anyone looks at you, give them a “Peace”
sign.
10. (Last but not least) make love.
If anyone complains, just tell them, “Don’t worry. At 40, I’ll
drive a volvo.”
Andrew Roller Presents
FUCK DECENCY
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Issue No. 414
Naughty Naked Dreamgirls in
Passion’s Playpen
Chapter Ten
Kate was asleep an hour later, oblivious to the warming sun
rising outside the penthouse, when Gilda entered and uncovered her.
Gilda threw back the sheets as if displaying a child. A man came onto
the bed, his pants down, and forced his bulk upon Kate. Gilda rose from
the bed and drew the drapes closed. She wore an open peignoir about her
figure, hiding nothing.
The man was freshly shaven and Kate could smell his
aftershave. He kissed her but Kate was unwilling. Then, forcing her
legs apart with his hands, and rolling her onto her back, which made
Kate scream as her bottom made contact with the sheet, he entered her.
Kate’s bare legs writhed and her hips strove to unseat him from her. He
was a large fellow, though, and she was small, only 5’2”. His cock
proved to be as big as he was and he gave it to her mercilessly. Kate
shouted and pleaded but he fucked her hard and seemed never to need to
cum, until at last Gilda reached between his legs and gave his balls a
helpful squeeze. He discharged then, and Kate was grateful to Gilda for
getting him off. When he had dressed and left Gilda consoled Kate’s
newly tormented bottom by pouring scented oils on it. Kate lay on her
belly and vowed never to wind up on her back again. Gilda listened
politely but said little, only complimenting Kate on her courage for
letting Ben bring her to his Dungeon-club penthouse.
“Now I know why it’s called the Point,” Kate said ruefully. “I
think I’ve gotten the point three times now, up my ass with a dildo and
twice in my cunt!”
“Only proper, at your age,” Gilda said to Kate, rubbing her
bottom as delicately as she could so as not to hurt her any more than
she already was. “You must learn to take a man without protest and you
must be available enough that he can get himself right up you. Then
once he’s in you, you must learn to squeeze yourself very tightly upon
him to give him the pleasure he needs. Or to go easy on him, if he’s
apt to spill. It’s all a matter of control and training, with a little
widening, of course, so that you’re not just a tight virgin who doesn’t
know her body and can barely accommodate what a man needs to do.”
“But how-- how can I be like that?” Kate asked Gilda. “I’ve
had sex but, you know...”
“I know. You’re still just a schoolgirl. Don’t worry. After
your bath I’m going to insert a large dildo in your bottom and I expect
you to sit quietly at breakfast with it inside you. You’ll wear it all
day, except when Ben has need of you. And tonight, or tomorrow at the
latest, we’ll replace it with an even bigger dildo. And we’ll do the
same in about a week with your cunt, after your bottom’s been opened.
Finally I’ll show you how to blow a man so he can use your entire throat
as a place for his penis.”
Kate gasped. “But I can’t stay!” she protested. “I must be
back at college.”
“Nonsense dear,” Gilda smiled. She patted Kate’s bottom and
Kate flinched at the pain in her cheeks. “Your training has only just
begun. There’s so much more for you to learn. It’s time you quit
learning Algebra and Geology and started learning about your body.
You’ve got lovely big tits and yet I get the feeling they’ve hardly been
sucked. And your bottom is a dream, it should be filled as often as you
can stand, for the men of this world deserve to have access to such an
adorable ass. It mustn’t be kept safe in panties. It must be spread
and opened and offered to them. Your cunny is a treat in its own
right. It should be your passport around the world. You can go
anywhere with a figure like you have, and I expect you to. Forget about
college. I’ll train you in the arts of love so you can please men
wherever you go, and be pleased by them in turn. And Ben will oversee
your training, to make sure you learn everything properly. Hmmm?”
Gilda’s voice was soft and golden and her hair fell from her
her coif as she bent low and kissed Kate’s bottom cheeks. Kate yelped
at the touch of her wet lips upon her ass and yet Kate felt a subtle joy
at the woman’s attention. Abruptly she thrust her legs down past her
belly and found her slit and played with her fingers in it. Gilda
lifted her head and laughed, watching Kate masturbate.
“You’re such a frisky little girl,” Gilda said to Kate.
“You’ll do very well. And I’ll take good care of your bottom, don’t
worry.”
“Oh, yes!” Kate cried. She frigged her slit and felt her
fingertips turn to honey. “Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Oh, yes!!!”
Just as Kate was recovering from her orgasm, and feeling not a
little embarrassed at having frigged herself, the door to her private
bedroom opened. Where just moments before it had just been herself, and
her newfound friend Gilda, two young men entered. They were stripped
down to their boxer shorts and Kate, gasping, thought she remembered
them from the fraternity party. They gazed at her with admiration and
she tried to hide her face by smooshing it into the pillow. But Gilda
gently grabbed the back of her hair and pulled Kate’s face from her
pillow and made her lie with her face toward the boys.
Brushing a few strands of blonde hair off Kate’s moist cheeks,
passing her hand over Kate’s eyes to make sure that her long lashes were
open, Gilda addressed the young men:
“How nice of you to come,” Gilda smiled. Despite her nudity,
for she wore only a peignoir that was hanging loosely open, Gilda was
poised and self-assured. “You have volunteered to perform duties for us
here today?” Gilda asked the two boys.
“Yes!” one boy answered.
“Where are we? Is this on the campus?” the other boy asked.
“It doesn’t matter where you are,” Gilda answered. “I trust
the head of your fraternity kept you blindfolded all the way here?” She
smiled. A month ago she’d met the head of one of the college’s
fraternities at a nightclub. He’d agreed to provide some fraternity
boys to her. He was a football player, but quiet and discreet. She’d
given him a pleasant time at the Point and now the first boys were
here. “Take off your shorts, please,” Gilda said to the boys as Kate
tried to hide her face again and Gilda fetched it up from her pillow.
Ode to an electric goddess.
by Will Dockery
Stilled heart
in the light
cast dark
making word image
haunting visage.
It's not right
my friend, it is night.
Warm clear contrast,
clarity at last.
At peace with solitude,
this interlude
between love.
Separate myself from feeling
shadow and soft sound
I'll stick around,
it may come tomorrow.
Clear light of autumn day
the hurt is gone
it has gone away.
I found no healer
no magical dream
all I found was
an invitation to more pain
amid love steam. See it all now
no miracle will appear
no one to save me
but myself.
AND IN THE END...
“I have seen everything that has been done here under the sun;
it is all futility and a chasing of the wind. ...I applied my mind to
understanding wisdom and knowledge... and I came to see that this too is
a chasing of the wind. ...
“Go, then, eat your food and enjoy it, and drink your wine with
a cheerful heart.”
- Ecclesiastes 1:14, 17 and 9:7.
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“The dead know nothing. ... All memory of them is forgotten.
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- Ecclesiastes 9:5, 6.
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