Saturday, July 25, 2009

The Perils of Preferences

Recently, I had something that happened that re-awakened my desire for a partner. Not a play partner, not a bridge partner, but a partner in life.

Now, a person coming into my life lends itself to a myriad of complication. First of all, there is the issue of spark that I addressed before, but after that comes the element of lifestyle. BDSM has been a part of my life for almost 20 years, and I do not see it changing anytime in the future.
Sooooo, there is the issue of spark, and of BDSM... Now comes the preferences.

Now, I have had a number of relationships in my life, and I look at them as being learning experiences. Times to recognize what worked and what didn't work for me in relation to relationships. There have been times in my past that I suppressed elements of me for another, sometimes it was ok, other times, not so much.

So what are the things I have learned that I like?

Right out of the gate, since I have declared BDSM as a lifestyle, it is not a preference, it is not optional, and the interesting thing about having a 'lifestyle' is that it gives you a whole other set of preferences to try and mix/meld with the 'common' ones.

Now, while some of these are definitely more important to me than others, I am not listing these in any particular order.
I prefer black women, that are 5'6" or under, large natural breasts, masochistic, perverted (I say that over kinky and I feel perv is a step beyond kink), intelligent, a bit switchy, a little bratty while being baby girlish, no children, interests in the supernatural, a leaning towards silliness and fun but knowing when it is not appropriate, submissive, geeky, dorky, philosophical, (not real good with the sizes, but guessing) size 16 or above, and near my age.

There are definitely more preferences in general, and specific to BDSM, but that gives a quick first brush look... Shouldn't be too hard to find, right???

(Pause for laughter)

Any of you that are familiar with working with sets/subsets, or Venn Diagrams have probably already pictured what I am about to talk about.


We start out with:
Women
Now we reduce it to Women into BDSM,
Then down to Women into BDSM between the age between 30-45,
Women into BDSM between the age between 30-45 that do not have children,
Women into BDSM between the age between 30-45 that do not have children,that are black...

With looking at only 5 of my preferences, how small of a population have I reduced my potential 'pond' too, and let's not even get into how designating pervy preferences bring that 'pond' down to a thimble.

Two of the hardest elements for me so far have been the no kid preference, and the black preference. Finding single women in their 30s-40s without children is not impossible, but not easy, and the same for finding black women into BDSM (esp in the Pacific Northwest), not to mention the aspect that black women sometimes are fetishized by white males, so in interacting and looking for partners, I have to make sure that the individual I am talking to does not think I am just looking to fulfill a fetish fantasy.

Sooooooo..... let's say that I come across someone that ticks off each of the preferences... There still has to be an attraction, there has to be that spark, and most importantly...it all has to be reciprocated.

Now let me say, I know that by having too narrow a focus, I will sabotage myself, and I have had enough relationships to know that there is a great deal of flexibility in all of this...but I also know myself well enough to know that if I do not have 'enough' preferences met... I am always sorta looking... Seeking... Which lends itself to sinking the relationship I am in. I really do not believe that it is a case of the grass is always greener as much as it is a case of being a picky bastard.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Fuckwads

So... I am an angry person today.

Life has been a wee bit on the rough side for a while now, combine that with the heat, and traffic and all sorts of other things, I am just generally pissed at the world today...

So, that being said, I also recognize it and am aware of the irrationalities that emerge from this type of mood, but something happened today that triggered something that has rattled around in this shell I call my head during those non-pissed-at-the-world-fuck-it-all times...

Now, with the title of fuckwads, that could really be a wide range of people and or things that happened, eh? Well... what happened was in line at the post office I saw a lady that resembled an ex's mother. Soooo it made me think about the ex... and she is a fuckwad... actually the fuckwads that I am referencing to in this post are all women, and all ex's/women in my life.

So... what heinous thing did these ladies do to be fuckwads?

Well...

They made me hope.

I have been in a number of different relationship, and been in love a number of times, but most of these relationships came together gradually and just worked out... well.. ok... divorced twice, maybe they didn't work out...

But there have been a few... a very few, that their very presence stirs me, hell the very thought of them does... and the feelings have been reciprocated... and hope blooms.......... and then somehow the Agent Orange gets sprayed all over the blossoms and it just fucking withers away...

Now, I am not laying blame, and actually, I still love and long for these women, but at times I think of them and get angry, as it seems it would have been nicer to have never had that hope...

These fuckwads are everywhere, everyone has a fuckwad or two in their life...

I know that I am a fuckwad too...

Doesn't make it any easier...

Fucking post office.

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Spark

Spark
What is it?
What makes that undefinable element that turns a casual acquaintance/fuckbuddy/playpartner into someone that you start picturing white picket dungeons with?

Now, I am not talking about love -- love happens on many levels over any amount of time, it can grow over time and create a wonderfully powerful bond between people, but spark...

THAT spark...

Just like that spark from a flint... With the right elements around it, you get flame. And again, depending on the elements, you get a long burning flame that builds to the point that nothing will put it out, other times it is like not enough lighter fluid on charcoal briquettes, a quick flame, but you are left with cold hard coal.

I have a number of people in my life that I love, but that spark, that sudden flash only hits with great infrequency, and leaves me continually searching for it. It becomes that bar that any relationship with romantic elements, must be able to hit.

And when it does, hopefully it is not next to flash paper... poof

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

My Gallery

One thing that I really enjoy is photography. I am by no means an expert at all, but I feel that every now and then I get a good shot, and like every other ego-maniac out here on the web, I want to shove them in your face...

So... with out further ado, here are some shots I have taken recently...

Clicking on any photo will take you to a larger version....



A Fishing Vessel off of Rockaway Beach, OR


Sunset at Rockaway Beach, OR


Smith Rock, OR


Tree Farm near Boardman, OR


Path at Sheppard's Dell, OR


Bridge at Latourell Falls, OR


Latourell Falls, OR


Stream in Glacier National Park, MT


Stream in Glacier National Park, MT


McDonald Creek in Glacier National Park, MT


Avalanche Creek in Glacier National Park, MT


Avalanche Creek in Glacier National Park, MT


Avalanche Creek in Glacier National Park, MT


Forget-me-nots in Glacier National Park, MT


Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Relationship ramblings

Relationships

Such a universal word/concept. We have relationships in so many ways with so many people. We relate with all sorts of people every day, some deeper than others, we talk, text, tweet, update, interact, kiss, cuddle, fuck, fight, flame people daily. In person, online, over the phone, all are relationships of a sense; some are deep, some are superficial, some are by design and others are accidental, some are long term, others so fleeting that they are not even realized...

So with all of these relationships going on around us, why is it that so many of us long for a relationship, why are they so hard to 'find' and maintain, why is it so easy to find the 'wrong' ones and or why is it that the wrong ones find us?

When I was young, my mother worked in a retirement home, and I saw couples that had been together for 50-60 years, and hated each other... But...separating was not an option in their mind. I saw this and told myself that life was too short to be miserable, and two divorces later, I still believe that... So then why am I 'miserable' without one? well, I guess I really am not miserable without it, but it is interesting the way that relationship issues can cause misery even when there is no stable on-going relationship.

I know I am not alone in this, reading posts, blogs, tweets, having conversations etc, there seems to be a plethora of people that are looking without finding... Are we all just being to fucking choosy? I think about all of the various options that are out there for romantic relationships, Poly, mono, gay, straight, queer and it seems that with some combination of these, a person should be able to find what fits, so what is the problem???

For me personally, I know that there are elements of conflict just within some of these choices for me... Specifically the mono/poly element...

I feel mainly monogamous in regards to the romantic and psychological/emotional element of things. I want to have that one person that I am totally attached to, enthralled with, and would do anything for, and yet when I think about the physical elements of a relationship, I have yet to meet a single person that embodies all of the likes, dislikes, wants, desires that I have... Now I am not trying to allude to some wonderful sexual prowess, but I have yet a woman yet that can be tall, short, skinny, fat, big breasted, flat chested, brown, white, Asian, long haired, short haired, trans-sexual, all in the same package... I know... I am a greedy bastard, I want it all...

Not to mention that some of the things I have interest in are occasional things... every once in a while (and nothing personal here to anyone that fits this mold) I get really turned on by skinny chicks with small tits... it is not my norm, and I can tell you from being in a relationship with a lady that fit that mold, I missed my big tittied plush ladies quickly... doesn't mean I don't still want to play there every now and then again...

Does this make me poly... not really by my definition, make me a male... wanting my cake and eating it too, but, I know there are women out there that are cool with this concept. So why do I keep finding monogamous people that turn my crank??? and why do they find me???

I dunno... I am trying to have faith that the Universe, the Goddess and Karma have a plan for/with me, but it is hard at times... Seeing someone those that you have an interest in not seeming to have an interest in you, and knowing that I am doing the same to others...