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"Monet11;c-18287390" wrote: Well, I triggered the censor feature. That's a new one for me. ? Tame. It was so tame. ?
The Lake
She stayed in the water anyway because, well, she can be that kind of girl. Never give up but always give in, like a fallow army defeated by war. The breath of her mouth has now turned quite cold and the trees now all silent stand. Where is this place? What is this lake? What is this uneasiness gnawing at the base of her neck?
What does it take to turn a great tide? When there is no joy in the shadows and no sadness in the bones. No warmth in the sunlight and no happiness in the bones. When everything is the blur of same color. And life goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on.
The lake has eaten many a man, but some men overcome and be free. Some men will drink water but some men eat fire.
He slipped into the water anyway, because, well, he is just that kind of man who moves like a flame at the base of the neck and who eats with his teeth at the base of the neck. Because love always consumes. Love is a fire that consumes.
He slipped into the water because he's a man. And the lake could not claim him. The lake could not take him. The lake could not stop him. He was an army bred for war. He could breathe out fire and boil the lake. He could spit out cold and then shatter the ice.
What then is a woman to do? Some women are brave. Some women are fools. Some women are chained to the bottom of the lake. And those chains go on and on and on and on and on and on and on.
And those women run.
You let her go. You are a coward. You are a weakling. You are piteous flesh.
I am not moved by your wide mouth nor your muddy shores. And I am not yours to command. I know what I am doing. And I am doing what needs to be done.
I am hungry for more than fish. I know she will never remember, and I know you will never forget. I will spread out like a wild contagion, and I will have you in my belly again.
If I die again, I die again. I am not afraid.
You triggered the censor feature* and that man triggered me. What a frightening human being. Or is he a Were Beast? Or is he a Lake Beast? …
My curiosity got the better of me. What triggered it? ?
PossibleBig olePotentially crazy train rant incoming: Just skip that 3rd spoiler to be safe.
I was in a particular frame of mind and wrote "li c ks like a flame at the base of the neck", because that is what fire does. And to be honest, sometimes men do that too.* And I mean they do that on multiple different levels. Physically, mentally, intellectually, emotionally.** It was a perfect and evocative word. It never even crossed my mind that it wouldn't be acceptable.***
Perfectly acceptable behavior, in my opinion, when shared by two people who have agreed to said behavior.
Um, yeah, maybe this is borderline, not really interesting, stuff here. Probably TMI. Probably not worth the time to read. Could possibly be triggering to beta fish. But triggerfish are probably going to be ok. Shepherdesses are going to be mad though. **
Generally speaking; my life experience only; on an alpha level only; and I am weary of listening to little betas bleat like little sheep while they wait for some super-empowered shepherdess to tell them when and where they can eat, drink, lay down, and go poop. Not that little sheep don't need that. I am just tired of little sheep. And I am tired of super-empowered shepherdesses who enjoy feeding pablum to mal-nourished sheep because it gives the shepherdesses a sense of power.
Yeah, uh, just skip this one. It's late. Probably just indigestion. Don't waste your time. Really. So much more than you bargained for, or really even care about. I've not slept well for the last 3 days. Oops. Sorry. TMI. No really. TMI. Also, it's really hot here, and it's made me cranky. You don't want to know this. Again TMI. ***
The reason it is unacceptable is because grown-up children cannot be trusted to handle being grown-ups. And I am not talking about the moderators or the forum itself, or the bulk of the grown-ups who are here. I am talking about the small group of users, spread throughout internetdom, who are mindless in their pursuit of the banality of vulgarity.
It irritates the poop out of me that so much is distilled down to the base obsession with These physical activities are rated T for teen. Oh, and by the way, we don't want any scintilla of attachment to any emotion, or any mental engagement, or any intellectual thought about any of These physical activities are rated T for teen. No, we want our mindless, and dare I say it, boring, These physical activities are rated T for teen. Not that These physical activities are rated T for teen are boring in and of themselves. But stripped of the emotion, engagement, and intellectual communion that grown-ups appreciate, they are actually, in fact, boring. Boring. Dull. Don't waste my time. Regardless of what anyone else thinks, this is my red mountain, and I will in fact, die on it.
You read that 3rd spoiler, didn't you? I warned you. Indigestion. I am sure of it.
Or maybe the frogs used for the censor feature triggered me.
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