Otherwise the night is too dark. She is my slave goddess. It is something of a paradox. For some it is difficult to reconcile. Her body is mine, to instruct, to enjoy, to discipline, to pleasure, to torture, to tease, to arouse, to undress, to direct. To use as I please. Sexually she us completely under my control. I have no idea of the reasons or circumstance behind the statue in the photograph. A goddess and a slave.

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We are not built to live forever. At least that is what I think often. When I am tired or stressed. Our pieces that have blood and electricity flowing through them do inevitably give out and we are still left with what happens after we stop. I do want to say that I think often about my purpose on this wacky planet. I also think about all the people. I still think time is our most valuable resource.

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I can hear a familiar tongue. In words escaping your mind. A distant memory of child dreams. Left forgotten in sand castles. I was then foolish and young. Always looking for the extremes. The castles I wish I could find. When my life became a hassle. And I live now day by day. I will return to that place. In ashes within her hand. And with the water embrace. My castles left on the sand. Of who I was, a clone.

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