Letters from the Edge of Tolerance

It's been awhile since the last time I posted here.

Life is all but interesting, it's filled with work and not much else. The occasional game and maybe some anime. Time flies quite quickly when you are busty as hell. So what's up? How has the peeps here been?

I wonder why life can be so tough and strange. What is it that makes us so different from one another that we just act cruel and push some random agenda onto others?

I spent six years serving this country and now all I can do is sit back and watch it go to hell. Like what makes us number 1? That fact that we spend more on defense than the rest of the world combined? Or that we have more prisoners incarcerated per capita than the rest of the world?

But other than having surgery for a hiadal hernia next month nothing is really new.

"It is wise to search for your happiness, yet it is the process of getting there that shall be painful."

I have always been acutely aware that life is not easy, and being true to yourself has it's downfalls. Not everyone will like you, and most will reject you, so why is it that we search, why do we try so hard to form bonds? Our lives are miniscule in the greater scheme of things. Am I worth anyone's time? Is any one even worth My time? I am flooded with questions, yet the answers are never simple. Technically the answer is yes, but some times, that answer in no, or I don't know. I mean it's honestly situational right? Or is it just a preconception? Is there actually a meaning to life? or is it rather just that we are here and there is no greater meaning? What purpose what cause, is it that we have come to exist as we are? Why have we become so despondent to others? Why is everyone shamed for things they have done? And what purpose does those who judge serve?

I always ask questions, and most of the time I can answer them, but these are just a few that I can not seem to find the answer. Now there are a few things that I am constantly aware of, myself, all of existence, and my desire for oblivion. Those are my three constants. Life and death is a permanent cycle what lives must also die. But think, why do we live? what purpose does our existence serve. are we not destroying the very planet we grew on? Are we not killing off entire populations of creatures that have lived here longer than us, for our vast desire for expansion and civilization? We are inherently destructive, yet we are supposed to have a purpose. is it to destroy the world? or to live along side it?  These are things i can't pretend to know ever.

Behold PAIN 

What is life of not pain?

Would you not lay dead flowers for the torn apart,

In hope to mend a broken heart?

Pain brings us together, yet it forces us apart.

We're we all brought into this world equal? No.

We're we brought in wanting to live? Instinctually yes.

What is it then that the human condition demands us to be moral, honest, and understanding. 

We are all handed the same question. Life sucks it is going to kick you right in the teeth, and knock your ass into the dirt. It is your choice to stand back up and beat the shit out of life for trying, on wallow in the dirt like a FILTHY BITCH. What do you choose?

My answer was easy, both, and yet niether, life has no reason it just is. And as for the human condition, well there is no hope to decipher that.

Why then do we bother? Personally I wish people would just leave me alone, but I paste that plastic fake smile on and be polite, even if I want to grab the person by their throat and skin them alive, 1 square centimeter at a time. I am the man of many masks never pretend to know what I am thinking, cause I can almost guarantee that you will be surprised.

FMLS

Welcome and come all!

Life is but a faithless cacophony of shadows. A world wroght insane. We wither and stalk, seek but yet are lost. Ask ye not of tainted lips, hallow thy tongue. Life is yet upon you. Fear the unseen, never forgotten. Lust for love, love not thy lust. Hopeful for the best, yet expectant of the worst. Heed thy words for life has yet begun. Life continues forth, unhendered, yet unrelentless. Lust for love, hate wrath, indulge your beast, but on a leash.

Most men waste time at bars trying to pick up the "IDEAL" girl. Bit that is nothing more than a hoax isn't it? Why do we bother thrying to be "PRINCE CHARMING" especially when most women's desire is nothing more than ideological nonsence. Especially since the perfect man does not exist. So i ask this why do we even try? Is itnothing more than wanting to try for something other than nothing. Or is it just wanting desire for something more?

I myself find no enjoent at strip clubs other than the alcohol. So tell me what is the true apeal of these places. Why is it that tje only thing i can evem enjoy at these places is the drinks, over priced as theyay be. I dontreally understand why I  unable to see th as people. 

Why then is it that i would happily go along for just the drinks. Why then do i enjoy the alcohol there more than what i would at home. Is there a certain reason that my mi d steers this way or os it just me?

Thoughiay not ever understand the appeal of these money holes, i still enjoy the drink even if i dont enjoy the company of the strippers..... 

Feel free to discuss...

So my new sub, is a rather puzzling case, which i have begun to run out of ideas. So she is in her late 20s and has never had an orgasm, and never masturbated. Now my delima is i can always get her right to the edge but i cant seem to get her over it. And that takes me edging her for roughly two hours. It bothers me because i want her to feel the pleasure of orgasming. 

Thus i place this out to the community asking for advice and ideas to help. If you will please.

Welcome one welcome all. 

I run on a code of conduct that is simple and straight forward treat all with kindness despite them screwing you over or even if you hate them. Life is but a one-shot, it can either be miserable, or it can be the most exciting and abundant. We are all but one people, race, religion, politics, even racial generalizations, are just plain wrong, why should we worry ourselves with the in's and out's of the world, when we just focus on living a fun and happy life?

Good morning The Cage, how is everybody this beautiful day?

Music during a scene? yes or no. IF yes what kind and what is your goto song.