Male, Female and other Alien Thoughts

So many of my girlfriends find themselves wanting to be in love and then hating the results. Why is this? Why do they make the same mistake?

The Male desired. Girlfriends, you all want a man with balls but you don't want the brains that come with them. The man you choose is the kind of man who comes with concept of being UNCONTROLLABLY CONTROLLED. What does this mean? Look, in so many everyday areas a man is uncontrolled in contrast to women. Look how they dress. How they groom. The sheets on their beds. But look closer and you will often see the markings of 'anal retentative' behavior which we define as 'boring'.. Move his (yes his) remote and this will start his engine. Try to put something personal in his car. Go use one of his tools. However they want to control the environment around them including their woman. They do this by manuvering us into being chattel rather then partners. And we often feel bullied (and truth.....we do plenty of our own bullying and our tears are weapons as far as a man is concerned) which we react negatively too. Our reaction is natural for us but seem unnatural for him.

Us, the Female. We live an CONTROLLABLY UNCONTROLLEDlife. Counterpoint to man. We spend hours finding outfits that are expressive of our moment. Of course, shoes to match. Grooming duties that are forever time consuming. Floral arrangements. We are uncontrollably rearranging everything we control all the time. Never sure our path taken was the best one so we think, "should we try something different?" Let's go to the 'biker club' and see what is happening there. As much as wanting to be the submissive bedroom slut, when we are outside the bedroom we do not want to be controlled. We want safety and comfort and we trade nuturing and tears for that. But, we don't want to be controlled otherwise. We wish unpredictable lives within the confines of the safety and comfort net we created.

So, how do we resolve all this. That will be the subject of another blog.

Where Did They Go?

At this time of the year in both FirstLife and SecondLife I begin to think of those people I haven't talked with or seen for the past year. This will culminate by New Years in FirstLife because I start calling them to wish Happy Thanksgiving and all the holidays and holy days till finally Happy New Year.

Some of the FirstLifers disappear and then reappear a few years later. Some I hear about through mutual friends and in someway we still are connected. It ain't purrfect but it has connectivity.

Here in SecondLife friends leave and you never hear from them again. Gone................gone where? Into Firstlife some. A new av for others but gone.

I would like my friendships in SecondLife to claim some permanency. Like FirstLife I don't mind some falling through the cracks of time and space but here I lose too many. I don't know if their horrid marriage in FirstLife was finally resolved. Did their sick child get better.

Oh, yes we do talk deeply about our first lives. Many times more in depth then we would with those friends in FirstLife and then some of my friends just disappear.

So, if you are one of my friends not spoken to in a long time and you have somehow meandered your way to this blog just know I do think about you. I wish you well. And from here to New Year's I will reminisce. Look at my photo album and smile about our times together.