Shaded Kinky Thoughts

I've met Ms. Anastasia Steele and Mr. Christian Grey in such a short while, succumbing myself in their love story and all their "kinky fuckery," and still seemingly wanting to know more than their abhorrent-to-some sexual affairs, to what depths their love would take them. I don't claim to be naive-in-a-nun-kind-of-way. But I do know that their sexual intimacy is on some level I could not even begin to imagine myself doing. I am just a simple and plain sexual being.

I would not want to discuss the book in a literary sort of way because I don't know how to be a critic, nor do I see myself as one. I only hold my own in terms of personal opinions. It may be sexually liberating and educational to some but I could say that it is not a literary masterpiece, that I claim and quite sure of. But it is nevertheless a masterpiece in its own way, the fact that it is considered by most a page-turner. It is lustful and passionate, and I enjoyed and respect it. And it will definitely hold its place in a bookshelf.

This is a personal thought: Fifty shades, even in its all sexiness, should NOT be a suggested read to minors, not even to non-married legally aged persons. Sexually mind blowing, that it is. It also exudes a feeling of independence, a distorted sense. And we all know that a teenager holding a Fifty shades book does not, and never will, look intelligently sexy. It is because we all know, every legal aged person knows, that it is during teenage years where we crave for acceptance and pride, a phase in our lives where we get curious and enjoy novelty. Of course the feeling is heavenly but they could easily get distracted... You know. We all know where those mixed emotions could lead to. And I believe that this could also hold true for non-adolescent single individuals, always eager to learn new things and more.

Hush now. I would not dwell on that. Cautious as I am with regards to this book in lending it to minors and its sexual content, I still see it as a good book, depicting a man and a woman's character, and that of love. A man is indeed a Christian Grey in all its subtlety. They enjoy a sense of control and dominance. They value power and achievements. On the other hand, a woman is naturally meek and mild and fickle-minded Ana. We give importance to love and relationships. Both beings value characteristics on directly opposite sides of the pole. But given that they try to mend and work things out, they could, in fact, gain equilibrium, balance, Yin and Yang. It's the fateful collision of Mars and Venus. Cliched and overly romantic, it's the magical work of cherubim Cupid.

Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy is a remarkable read but should be treated with prudence and under adult supervision. It is a rated-R.

It's erotic, sensual and beautiful... in all its shades of fifty.

walking the green mile myself

I have not given death much thought. Denied my self the tears and the pain it might induce in my not-so-miserable life. I have never given it such a chance, not even deaths of certain people that mattered. I mourned for them, of course. But it takes only about a week or two and I would feel okay again.

But I read sir Stephen King's "The Green Mile" and my tiny wall gave in a little, evaded me for a while.

We don't come across a John Coffey in every corner or another. Seldom do we hear of true healers nowadays. And rarely will we have a 50% probability of living as long as boss Paul Edgecombe and Mr. Jingles.

With this in mind, I have come to the conclusion that no matter how lonely or abundant our lives are, which I strongly believe that either case a common ground holds, we have to be grateful for the people and things that come to share this mile with us.

We have to make it a habit, giving thanks, that is. A daily obligation. For any moment that task may be taken away from us. And an agonizing spirit we'll be if we won't be able to say what our hearts desire.

With death always lurking in the shadows, ready to grab us as fast as a green light blinks, being appreciative of our lives is not so hard a task to do. Do what you've always yearned to do, even if it meant being crazy and erratic and so-not-you. Say I love you, take care, sorry and I miss you, and mean when you say them. Tell them to those you care for, as if they come from a flowing river, endless, refreshing and cleansing. Strive to be joyful in all things that you do. Avoid negative vibes and never be a source of such. Smile a lot, laugh even harder. Make love to the one you love, for as many as you want, til your body resigns. Communicate with distant friends. Eat those that give you pleasure, sweat them out after. Pray and be faithful.

So that when death comes, you can go with him easily, peacefully, knowing that you have lived your life, knowing that you have made a full and contented happy life.