Tuesday, June 27, 2006


We are priviledged to feel bright. The undertow of the dark throws back such power and strength. It is both comforting and strong. Some people spend so much time being out of this world that they seem to forget what is latent within their own selves as they are right now. So many people want to be something else that they forget how much power they have right now as they stand.

One thing I have been doing lately angers me greatly. I have been helping out a man who runs a dating agency. I have phoned a number of people who have enquired about the agency for him. Most of the people I have phoned have been reasonably wealthy and stable - home and car owners in a good financial position or with well paid jobs living in socio-economic classifications from A to C1.

So what is wrong with these fine, confident business ladies? It's their age! The poor and yes I have to say poor (I'm afraid I can't help it) women think that no one will want to be their lover/partner. They don't want friends, they want lovers who want to love them. And all their confidence in this department has crumbled. They sit in their ivory towers, with their holidays and outings and fancy cars and executive jobs and feel absolute rubbish in their psyche just because they are older models, classic cars,the classy chassis of humanity! I talk to them and I feel for them and then I feel very angry. All their money cannot buy them the confidence of love and sex, not sex but love combined with sex. They hurt, they are afraid like baby deer in a deep forest. 'They will not want me', they say 'They will want younger women'. For all their capability, in that department they are both innocent and hopeless. They crave attention. They yearn for a man to be interested in them. I encourage them over the phone and shake with fury at a society that made them this way. It is not one woman, it is many. There is also the odd man who also has lost his confidence. It is not only women, but it is mainly women.

There was a debate on BBC Radio 4's 'Woman's Hour' this morning about certain daily papers being pornographic. Mentioned were The Sport, Daily Star and not as heavy the well known Sun. Apparently when men are shown half naked on billboards there is an outcry of complaints from guess who? Men of course! Then their are the world cup babes - Keep out of the Loos Vicky and Sock it to em Cheryl! Shown more on the TV during the England Matches than the actual players! As the world cup club babes parade the 50 something woman, the dating agency maybe, act tough, goes on holiday to the Bahamas or wherever, takes part in plays, attends committee meetings, sees friends and feels rejected by men for love. A reject flesh pot despite films like Calendar Girls. One lady who was straight was seriously considering looking for women instead to love her and need her, but I pointed out it would still be the same as being with a man, disagreements, feelings etc.

Why is this mentioned on the black gaslight? Well because as my mother used to say 'All cats are grey at night'. Truth is ladies, in the dark it really doesn't matter. Turn off the lights and you are the only sex pot Diva that really matters. In my experience beauty doesn't necessarily give you a good time. Many of the men who lust after little flesh pots will not be getting the good time they will have you believe. My mother used to say that the most sexual man was the one who sat at a desk all day conserving his energy. He may be the little clerk pen pusher or computer tapper in glasses. She said that the hunky body builders with rippling muscles or the building site worker type may look sexual but was not necessarily so. I know this is true. Be a grey cat at night ladies, walk in the dark power of the gaslight. Have respect ladies and however many knock backs you have get up and do it again. You owe it to your own self in this world.

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