Friday, January 29, 2010

Faithful Vs. loyalty

What is really more important, faithfulness or loyalty? Or, rather, which one is more realistic? I think loyalty is key; loyalty in his heart and his mind, in his deepest and most relevant and lasting thoughts, in his body and on his early morning and late night thoughts. That’s loyalty to me, not physical commitment with secret and somewhat inevitable extramarital fantasies. I understand human nature, when it comes to sex, is often turned on by those things we can’t do just because we cannot do them, we can’t have them. We can’t really help that, we can only learn to hopefully control it as we mature and understand the type of restrictions- A.K.A. sacrifices – involved in choosing (YES, C H O O S I N G) to be romantically involved with one single person. I’m still learning about those limits that I have chosen for myself, almost by accident or distraction, because I suddenly fell in love without even meaning to.

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buying sex is NOT a sport

Last week I attended an event called Buying Sex is Not a Sport, a grass roots campaign to raise awareness and effect change around sex trafficking and the Vancouver 2010 Winter Olympics. What I am about to share is important to know and understand. However, please note the mature subject matter.

prostitution

Common misconception : prostitutes chose their line of work and derive physical pleasure from it.

Wrong.

92% of prostitutes want out.

But they can’t get out.

The average age of recruitment into prostitution is 14. Women who are poor and in desperate situations, women who have no hope and who find it impossible to say no to a chance of earning some money, are targeted. Currently women and young girls in Haiti are being offered these so-called opportunities. [Insert fury here.] Then they arrive, are exploited, used and abused and have no escape. Prostitutes have often been the victims of sex trafficking and therefore have no legal right to be in the country, no address and nowhere to go.

Who pays for access to women’s bodies? We aren’t talking about lonely men who just want to have “normal” sex. We’re talking about men paying women to do things others won’t; men forcing women to do things they don’t want to do simply because they’ve been paid; men using the excuse of payment as justification for being violent towards women for their own sexual pleasure. Being prostituted is not pleasurable. In fact, two thirds of prostitutes exhibit symptoms of post-traumatic stress disorder to the same extent as members of the armed forces who have served in combat.

the sex “industry” and decriminalisation

Street prostitution is only the tip of the iceberg, making up 5% of the sex “industry”. There are, of course, also the strip clubs, lap dancing bars, massage parlours, webcam-based enterprises and (often thought as harmless) pornography websites, magazines, iPhone apps…

I say “industry” in inverted commas, because the term is not appropriate. We’re talking about violence against women. We’re talking about paid rape.

In 2007 , the US sex “industry” grossed US $13.33 billion : more than networks NBC, ABC and CBS combined.

In one recent year, worldwide revenue was US $97 billion : more than the combined revenue of Google, Microsoft and Amazon.

There has been a lot of talk about decriminalising prostitution. However, would the government let lie the chance to get their cut of such an attractive income? Unlikely. And so it would most probably be a short road to legalisation. Do we want to be a society that legally allows men paid access to women’s bodies, solely for their own pleasure and without the briefest of thoughts about the woman’s wishes?

Consider the following three articles from the United Nations’ Universal Declaration of Human Rights:

Article 3 - Everyone has the right to life, liberty and security of person.

Article 4 - No one shall be held in slavery or servitude; slavery and the slave trade shall be prohibited in all their forms.

Article 5 - No one shall be subjected to torture or to cruel, inhuman or degrading treatment or punishment.

In its use of pornography, in its patronage of strip clubs, lap dancing bars and massage parlours, our society creates a demand. And so procurers go out and get the supply. In allowing this to continue, we are in breach of each of these three articles of the UDHR. Is that acceptable? No.

vancouver and the winter olympics

Along with many other cities, Vancouver has a thriving prostitution scene. I was shocked to discover that Vancouver is also a well known destination for child-sex tourism.

During the Summer Olympics of 2004 in Athens, demand for paid access to women’s bodies doubled. After the games, it only reduced by 25%. With only 14 days to go till the 2010 Winter Olympics, when a predicted half a million visitors will arrive in the city, there is justified concern that demand for paid access to women’s and children’s bodies is going to increase. Supply will have to increase to meet demand. How many women and children, who today are blissfully unaware, will be on the streets of Vancouver tomorrow, next week, next month?

One is one too many.

so what can we do?

Get angry. Get educated. Get moving.

  • Find out more about all of this. Check out the website’s pages on Human Trafficking, Issues and Resources, plus their blog.
  • Write to your government representative to lobby for change. More information on the Canadian campaign can be found here.
  • Get a badge and a t-shirt (available here), wear them and strike up conversations. It is crucial to raise awareness.
  • Use the Contact Us page of the website to request your email address be added to the mailing list. Then participate in solidarity events during the games.
  • Donate (if you can) here.

For a more detailed list of things YOU can do, see the website’s Get Involved page.

This does not just apply to Vancouver. This is a worldwide issue. Please play your part in ending sex trafficking and prostitution.

links
  • www.buyingsexisnotasport.com
  • REED: resist exploitation, embrace dignity
  • “Canada Can Do Better For Prostituted Women” Postcard Campaign

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Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Le Pink Lingerie Campaign Preview

I am happy to show the first shot from the Le Pink Lingerie Fall Winter 2010 Campaign that I shot before the holidays.  I will post more in the next couple weeks, but here is a first taste.  I posted on shot of the crew back in December (http://michaelcreagh.wordpress.com/2009/12/18/before-the-preview-le-pink-lingerie/).

More to come!

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Thanks!
Michael Creagh

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Tokyo Hot Vol 2 - Police woman - Rika Aoki

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Monday, January 25, 2010

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Biggest Loser

The Biggest Loser has been a pretty popular television reality show for several years.  I never followed or watched it just assuming it was another shallow reality show.

I caught a couple of the last episodes last season.  The last few episodes are the episodes to watch because you get to see the before and after.  It is an inspiring show in many ways.  Extremely fat, overweight, and obese men and women are taken to a fitness ranch in California and given the opportunity to a second chance at a healthy life and a chance at $250,000.

The transformations of the people competing over the 12 or so weeks is amazing.  Most look, feel and act like new people.

The transformations take time.  The contestants don’t say some magic words and all of a sudden they are in good health.

The trainers Bob and Jillian are intense individuals who drive and inspire the contestants to achieve a transformation physically, mentally, and emotionally.  A transformation most never had the discipline,  knowledge, or environment  to achieve at home alone.

Bob and Jillian push the contestants past their own perceived standards of what a human can accomplish.  Bob and Jillian don’t let the contestants settle with excuses, apathy,  or a false sense of accomplishment.

Bob and Jillian know what it will take for the contestants to be successful.  They know that for the contestants to lose the weight it will take good pain and a lot of sweat.  The intensity of Bob and Jillian is the engine that drives the the contestants to success.

Bob and Jillian won’t accept failure.  If it means offending, getting in the faces of, or raising their voices with the contestants then they will do it because they care and see what is at stake.    They are successful trainers because they care and won’t settle for less.  They are willing to tear down a person’s weaknesses in order for the person to built true strength in its place.

Would the contestants take the intensity if there wasn’t a $250,000 cash prize to compete for?  Some would and some wouldn’t.  However, most of the contestants who are the least losers from week to week and have to leave the show are grateful for the experience and momentum pushing them in the right direction.

It is inspiring how Bob and Jillian inspire.

The contestants are only successful if they surrender the right to themselves – the right to comfort, the right to their way of doing things, etc.

Intensity is missing from so many lives and venues.  As humans  we  have a propensity for fooling ourselves into thinking we are something we are not.  We have become apathetic and believe standards to be excellence when the standards are nothing more that token jesters to make us feel good on the inside and give a facade of excellence on the outside.

We put up skinniness funny mirrors of ourselves to hide our true obesity trying to convince ourselves as well as others that we are something that we are not.  We take short-cuts that lead to temporal success, but not true success.  We adjust the scales of our lives to make us and other believe we have made progress when we have not.

We like the easier road of comfort, selfishness, and entitlement.  Wrongly thinking it will lead  to the same place as discipline, self sacrifice, and earning every step.

Jesus Christ was intense about life.  He understood the obesity of sin in people’s lives and its consequences.  He didn’t come so we could be happy, fulfilled, selfish individuals who give only lip service and give only to the point it doesn’t cost anything.

He said a life lived toward true success would be hard and would cost.  He pointed out all those who proclaimed to be followers of God, but were far from it. Men who had fooled themselves into believing they had become something they were not.

Christ came so that we could become the biggest losers.  Losers of ourselves which have been weighed down by our sin and selfishness.  Christ won’t settle for a few pounds of good deeds (or not doing bad choices)  here and there.  He wants the transformation to an entirely new person.  A person where He is the life.

In order for us to be made new we must surrender the right to ourselves. We must die to ourselves and workout with intensity what He is working in our lives.

When we first met, she wanted what I had.  She had live a life of poor, selfish, and destructive choices.  I wasn’t perfect, but I live life with discipline and intensity.  I knew what true excellence was in all arenas and was willing to pay the cost to get there.

Her life had been tumultuous drama of living a double life of lies and deception. She told me how she had lied to cover up the true her and how she didn’t care about the choices she had made.

She had lived a life around weak and destructive men.  She had filled her life with bitterness, anger, and vengefulness.

I wasn’t worried about the life she had lived to meeting me.  It doesn’t matter what a person is as long as he/she is desire to and is heading in the right direction with an intensity that can’t be stopped or compromised.  I saw the strong and stable woman she could be

I explained to her how I live my life and that it would be intense,  tough and hard at times, but was worth it. It was worth more than $250,000.   She said she didn’t care how tough it would be.  She wanted what I had and wanted to go in the direction I was headed in.  She wanted to be free from the obesity of the lifestyle and choices she had been living.

In order for her to succeed she was going to have to surrender the right to herself as far as what she had become.

I took her at her word.

My biggest mistake was I didn’t move us away from the surroundings where she had made such a mess of herself.  We needed to go to a need place and a new environment to establish ourselves.  A place where she could really free herself from the choices she had made.

She resented the intensity and direction we were heading in. She really didn’t want to change, but just wanted the fruits of such a change.  She would project on me many of her faults trying to place the guilt onto someone or something else.   I was the one who needed to lose her weight.  She resented who I was and the choices I had made, instead of keeping her eyes on who she wanted to become and could become.

She wanted the change but didn’t want the sacrifice it would take to get there.

I supported and encouraged her as a woman, a nurse, a mother.  I wanted her to succeed and supported her every way I could. My encouragement was never good enough.    Her support of me always had conditions.  Her encouragement was evident in word, but most of the time lacking in action.

I was loyal to her, always hoping and believing she wanted what she had said she wanted.

She lived for control for control’s sake because she couldn’t control who she had become.  She was afraid to lose her old self because she was afraid of losing control.

I wanted her to be the biggest loser of who she had become.  To be free of the weight of control, bitterness, envy, anger, hate and vindictiveness.  To be free of every weak man and woman who enables her in her destructive choices.

She can only become the biggest loser by surrendering the right to herself to Christ.  In Him is the transformation to a new creation.

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Friday, January 22, 2010

Happy Birthday to the Wife and the Mother-in-Law!

Some of my Fireman buddies and I wanted to send this special “Happy Birthday” photo out to my wife and my dear Mother-in-Law.

Pardon our sweat….we just got done “rolling our hoses“……(Get yer minds out of the gutter!)

(I am the buff one with the ripped abs….No…not that one, the one to the right of where you’re looking..)

Yes, today the dear wife is 29 years old and surprisingly, her Mom is only 37! I tried to do the math once, but it hurt my pretty little head….

An 8yr old having a baby????

(They must be from Arkansas…)

Seeing as how my wife and I have been together nearly 20 years…..this means we first hooked up when she was all of 9 years old….

(Legal in Arkansas, Mississippi, and Alabama)

And you thought that Roman Polanski was bad!

Yes, my wife and her Mom share the same Birthday. Listening to my Father-in-Law tell the story, this was no accident, as my wife was actually due about 5 days earlier but my Mother-in-Law spent the last week of her pregnancy laying on her back with her legs and feet extended high into the air in an effort to delay her little bundle of joy’s arrival by a few extra days. Once her own birthday arrived, she dropped her legs down and the rest is history….

So, a much heartfelt Happy Birthday to the main lady in my life and to my favorite Mother-in-Law. Have a great day ladies!

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Oh, it's bloody. And yes, it's sandy.

Spartacus: Blood and Sand is a new original action-adventure drama series premiering tonight on Starz.


If Zack Snyder’s “300″ and Ridley Scott’s “Gladiator” were to have a baby, whose first steps are taken on a premium cable channel, then that baby’s name would be Spartacus: Blood and Sand. After previewing the first 2 episodes, it has seemingly inherited the best of both films by blending the stylistic & gritty action of 300 within a melting pot of Roman history and metaphoric drama akin to Gladiator.

Remember when you first saw 300, and you marveled at how faithful Snyder stayed with his source material? How pure awesome he portrayed the action sequences? The sex? The violent gore? The sheer amount of times you replayed the scene of “THIS. IS. SPARTA!” with actor Peter Mensah as the poor messenger being kicked down a dark pit in your head? Maybe that was all just me, but Spartacus definitely has all of that. Even Peter Mensah — except he’s not being kicked down any dark pits this time, he’s a bonafide gladiator instructor and whip master. That’s right, the series even has a whip master. Take that, Dr. Jones.

The next question, which Gladiator so deservedly asks, is if I was not entertained? Sure the story seems a little similar. Warrior is betrayed by Roman Empire. Warrior is forced into slavery and execution. Warrior becomes potent gladiator material. Warrior fights for freedom and to hold his now enslaved wife back in his arms. But, Hell. Yes, I was entertained. Maybe the fight scenes did it. Maybe it was just the hilarious amount of sexual references used as insults. Or maybe, it was Lucy Lawless getting pleasured by a slave as if it were a normal, not taboo, not racy at all , everyday activity…a cultural norm. Ah, the insights to ancient Roman culture. To give you a clear understanding of what I’m talking about, this is the excerpt that is played before each episode:

Spartacus is a historic depiction of ancient Rome’s society and culture.

The intensity of the sensuality, brutality, and language is to suggest an authentic representation of that period.

After watching just the first 2 episodes of this sex-induced new series, I can assure you that the people who brought us Xena: Warrior Princess have at least provided some more great source material for Spartan themed parties. This series is definitely staying on my radar, so if it ends up being the next True Blood, expect me to reference it a lot more. And with actors like John Hannah, expect that to happen.

Preview the first episode on the Starz website!

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Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Born Late For The Swingers Party

Sometimes I wish I was born in the 50’s so that I would have had my formative growing up years in the 60’s and 70’s. I mean even the music was better then. I probably wouldn’t have appreciated the dirty hippie lifestyle, primarily because I love to take showers… daily, but I would have certainly loved the drug experimentation and free love (or lust) vibe of the time. I came across these photos from the era of some consenting adults having some fun at their little swingers shindig:



You can check out all the photos at http://www.revelinnewyork.com/blog/09/03/2009/vintage-swingers-party-photos. They’re not even raunchy at all, just seemed like everyone was having a great, uninhibited time. Maybe it’s because I’ve never had a threesome this sort of thing appeals to me…

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Assorted Late Night Links That Have (Almost) Nothing to Do with Massachusetts

* Conventional wisdom already says Obama is now president of Haiti. At least these people waited a whole week before unilaterally declaring Haiti a U.S. colony.

* Mediocre director contracted to ruin Spider-Man franchise. More here.

* Fox News, in a desperate bid for my attention, openly advocated on behalf of Scott Brown today. But even this behavior pales in comparison to O’Reilly’s bizarre nostalgia last Friday for those halcyon days when Americans could still make fun of Arabs.

* FiveThirtyEight on the branding of Scott Brown. What they predict, of course, has already happened.

* Why Massachusetts doesn’t matter. An hour or so ago I tweeted: “Bright side of Coakley loss: Democrats will finally have to face the fact that nothing good will ever get through the Senate.” It sounds like Biden at least has already figured this out.

* Timo at Bitter Laughter has carefully crafted a post perfectly calibrated to pull me in. The Duck Tales reference just seals it.

* U.S. military rifle scopes have Bible verses inscribed on them. Oddly, this is not a joke.

* But Obama’s not looking backwards: “FBI broke law for years in phone record searches.”

* Absurdity watch: New Orleans prosecutors are charging prostitutes as sex offenders. Via MeFi.

* Passport photos of famous artists. Also via MeFi.

* And the NBC late-night feud has been digitally recreated by Taiwanese newspaper Apple Daily. I think this should clear everything up.

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Monday, January 18, 2010

Rollicking Weekend

I love living in this province.  For all the things I miss about being back home (the water, the salty sea air, the people, the pacing of life) there are a multitude of other reasons to love being here, now.  One day, maybe I’ll move home and grow old.  Until then…

Sexapalooza was electrifying.  I felt like a kid in a very big (4000 square foot) naughty candy store.  A few times Red had to push my jaw closed.  Pole dancers.  Burlesque.  Girls in corsets.  Painted girls (topless painted girls!).  Plus, all the sex stuff.  There was a lot of it.  Everyone was really helpful and it wasn’t just about trying to get you to buy their stuff,  but to educate as well.  One guy sent me a bunch of information (after showing me) how to make your own flogger.  It’s actually pretty simple.  I would enjoy it because I just like having something to keep my hands busy.  I may have to try to make one and see for myself.  I gave some money to prevent violence against women and to planned parenthood.  Taught Leh what dental dam is for.  Took lots of pictures…here are a few:

Master Sarah Monies

We took one right before this where I was kind of blinky.  So we opted for a second shot.  I could feel her doing something but didn’t realize what.  I knew it was going to be good judging by the look on The Welshman’s face.  She was really hot.  I didn’t get a picture of her 3rd outfit (this being the 2nd) but yeowza!  Like a Burlesque Madame.

The Furry

I saw the furry walk in when we came back from the car and he was nice enough to do a photo with us (he didn’t even have his head on yet).  He said, “I wasn’t sure what the atmosphere would be so I didn’t bring the body.  I should have.”  I don’t get the whole sexual aspect of furries, but I will say he was fun.  He let us pet his head and he got on his hands and knees and nuzzled legs and made cooing/purring sounds.  Very nice guy.

Ran into the ex and I have to say, there’s nothing left on my end, feelings wise.  It’s been 5 months, I was confident that it wouldn’t be weird, but it was.  Not because of either of us, but because of her emotionally unavailable “girlfriend” who became very jealous at the mere sight of me.  Didn’t like that Erin hugged me.  Or commented on my top.  I guess the girl kept saying, throughout the day, “There’s your ex again.”  Damn lesbian drama.  I’m reminded why I don’t enjoy dating girls my own age.  Complicated drama that sucks energy.  I’m already sapped with the sleep disorder, I don’t need someone to suck up what little I have left.

After we had our fill of sex and debauchery, we dropped Vee off at Jann Arden (JEALOUS!) and hit up the malls.  We were on the lookout for Trivial Pursuit but no one had it.  No one!  So we ended up with 3 other games.  I forget what the game was called but it had cards that said “Things you shouldn’t say to grandma”.  Considering where we were all day you can guess the sorts of things we were coming up with.  Alcohol may have been a factor.

Oh!  Finally used my Arden’s gift card.  I bought new hand warmers.  Skulls and stars for the win.  Also got some leggings.  I don’t know what I would ever need hot pink fishnets for but…they were kinda hot.  What else did I get?  Stripey leggings.  Oh and knee high socks.  I got Red a pair of leg warmers in electric blue.

Yesterday, I forgot to buy birth control.  Ugh.  That stuff is making me crazy.  I should never have stopped taking it.  I keep thinking about babies.  It’s totally not helping that people keep saying things like “You’d be an awesome parent!”.  I’d be an uber geek parent.  Given my own upbringing I think I’d also be pretty open minded and non-judgmental.  Even so.  I’m 25 now.  Not committed to anyone.  It’s complicated what with being gay.  D might be right.  I may end up with a kid after all.  Scary freakin’ concept.    I feel light headed. 

Cortejo starts the new gig today.  Boss is late and she has a moral obligation to sell.  Sheesh.  Job fail.  I can hear in the back of my mind one of those Flintstone’s dinosaurs forlornly saying “It’s a living.”

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TESTOSTERONE AVAILABILITY IN SOUTH AFRICA

neil.burman@gmail.com

the important  report on testosterone replacement for men is wrong on one account:  such replacement with injection need not cost almost R6000pa for the  ideal 3monthly German Schering AG ultralongacting brand.

as this column has repeatedly pointed out, physiological depot  injection has been available in South Africa for almost 70 years.  Currently it retails at perhaps R350 per gram as depotestosterone,  the equivalent dose to the 3monthly 1gm  injection being 160mg 1.6ml  every 2 weeks ie a cost of about R1400 per year.

This is easily and safely self-injected subcutaneously with a tiny (insulin) 25g needle, and gives physiological blood levels to most men – as with all chronic drugs, the dose and interval  simply needs to be titrated to individual metabolism and response, always under periodic medical screening. Eldrely men usually need and tolerate perhaps 20% less than younger men, who may well tolerate 200mg/fortnight.

It is blatantly wrong  to give the shortacting Sustanon monthly- this brand has been banned by authorities- and  unphysiological to give monthly the gold standard   depotestosterone cypionate / enanthate- with a life of about 3 weeks, since it is well known that the irrationally marketed higher dose for less frequent injection will give the adverse peaks and troughs that Dr Hafferjee notes. Its like banning spirits or wine when 4% beer provides far less alcohol- but common sense tells us they are equally good (or bad!), just the dose and interval needs to be proportionate.

Authoritative data on rational dose and interval of old depotestosterone has been freely available since at least 1991, so there is no justification whatsoever for proclaiming  the costly Nebido or other costly  forms of testosterone replacement  as the necessary gold standard.

Nebido and depotestosterone cypionate/enanthate are equally, superbly physiological if used rationally eg subcutaneously, to avoid the unnecessary multiple risks of intramuscular injection.  It can be questioned whether any patient who refuses to be taught his own injection warrants such costly replacement- the same natural selection applies to millions of insulin-dependent diabetics. And replacement of testosterone often relieves type 2 diabetics of the need to use costly and risky  insulin, when appropriate testosterone and metformin reduce all-cause mortality by perhaps half, whereas insulin in type 2 diabetics does not.

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Friday, January 15, 2010

Yoga

YOGA! these days Yoga is getting a very good response throughout the western world. Yoga is considered as a very good tool for relaxation. Proven to show reduce blood pressure and calm down the person mentally.  Yoga attracted attention world wide. Made more popular by pop starts such as Madonna. Celebrities like Meg Ryan, Jennifer Anniston, Ricky Martin, and Madonna have all admitted to using yoga as a means to calm the spirit, tone the muscles of the body, and increase physical strength. Many people also say that yoga gives a personal sense of accomplishment, and that it is easier to handle rigorous demands of the day by practicing yoga.  Yoga is also designed to help people learn about the meaning of life. Yoga allows you to train your mind to think about positive things, and you are also able to think about how to solve problems and even get along well with others. You are also taught about how certain yoga principles should transfer into your daily life, such as learning how to do everything in the right time, or being patient with others. It is also believed the yoga will give you a higher tolerance for pain.

Celebrities and yoga are a great combination for the exercise and fitness market, since the public is automatically attracted to things that celebrities endorse. Perhaps one of the most famous celebrities to do yoga is Madonna, who has made many comments about yoga and its benefits in her daily life. “Yoga is a metaphor for life. You have to take it really slowly, Madonna says. You can’t rush. You can’t skip to the next position. You find yourself in very humiliating situations, but you can’t judge yourself. You just have to breathe, and let go. It is a workout for your mind, your body and your soul.”

As many knows this practice of Yoga originated in India, many still considers it a land of snake charmers and  yogis, but in fact India now stand with world powers and world recognizer India as the next super power.  Enough politics, let us get back to Yoga.   Swami Vivekananda defines Yoga as “It’s a means of compressing one’s evolution into a single life or a few months or even a few hours of one’s bodily existence”.

Many different interpretations of the word Yoga have been handed down over the centuries. One of the classic definition of Yoga is “to be one with divine.” It does not matter what name we use for the divine-God, Allah, Ishvara, or whatever- anything that brings us closer to understanding that there is a power higher and greater than ourselves is Yoga. When we feel in harmony with that higher power, that too is Yoga.

I hope I am not boring you all basically Yoga got different forms - Ashtanga Yoga, Hatha Yoga  and  Streams of Yoga.

The Ashtanga Vinyasa series is said to have its origin in an ancient text called the Yoga Korunta, compiled by Vamana Rishi. This style of yoga is characterized by a focus on viṅyāsa, or a dynamic connecting posture, that creates a flow between the more static traditional yoga postures. Vinyasa translates as linking and the system also implies the linking of the movement to the breath. Essentially the breath dictates the movement and the length of time held in the postures. Unlike some Hatha yoga styles, attention is also placed on the journey between the postures not just the postures themselves. The viṅyāsa ‘flow’ is a variant of Sūrya namaskāra, the Sun Salutation. The whole practice is defined by six specific series of postures, always done in the same order, combined with specific breathing patterns (Free breathing with the ujjāyī sound).

Hatha Yoga as preparatory stage of physical purification that the body practices for higher meditation. TheAsanas and Pranayama in Raja Yoga were what the Hindu Yogis used to physically train their body for long periods of meditation. This practice is called shatkarma. The word Hatha is a compound of the words Ha and Tha meaning sun and moon ( हकारः कीर्तितः सूर्यष्ठकारश्चंद्र उच्यते | सूर्यचंद्रमसोर्योगाद्धठयोग निगद्यते || ), referring to Praana and Apaana, and also to the principalnadis (energy channels) of the subtle body that must be fully operational to attain a state of dhyana or samādhi. According to the Monier Moneir-Williams Sanskrit Dictionary, the word “hatha” means forceful. It is a strong practice done for purification. In other respects Hatha yoga follows the same principles as the Raaja Yoga of Patanjali including moral restraint yamaand spiritual observances niyama. Hatha Yoga is what most people in the West associate with the word “Yoga” and is practised for mental and physical health throughout the West.

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She Was Gone, But Now She's Returned

First blog posts mostly suck. They often come off clumsy as the newly begun blogger tries to get over the “welcome to” intro and onto actually posting about things he/she wants to say.

I’ve decided to just confront the “intro block” head on by acknowledging it, and letting that suffice as my beginning.

And now I can really begin.

I’m opening this blog up for someone wonderful who disappeared a few months ago and now has thankfully returned.

That someone is the beautiful Domina Amanda… or Domina Cinara, as she has now decided to call herself.

Some reading this will have already heard of Domina Amanda since she her old online diary was one of the most read dominatrix blogs on the web, with like 5,000+ visits a day (true visits, not just pageviews).

Her femdom blog had such a following because she is absolutely amazing. Beautiful, intelligent, confident, dominant, and sexually liberated to a level that only the most sure of themselves ever could be. Full of femdom stories about her sex life, erotic audio, sexy pictures, and post after post of her sharing her thoughts, it was really something to read.

One of the most amazing things to me is that she started off her femdom diary with a series of long essays about her life. By long essays I mean posts 1,000+ words long, and over 50 of them. I think the series ended up being close to 75,000 words… at least that’s what guys who saved and printed it all out said.

I don’t know of any dominatrix online or anywhere who has ever done anything like that, short of the few who have published books, which this could have been the basis of if Domina Amanda had decided it.

Anyway, it’s all gone now. Stupid nonsense led to her walking away from it all and disappearing for the last few months of 2009.

Fan sites dedicated to her kept hope alive, and many of us frequented them in hope of finding out what was happening and if she was going to come back to us.

Put it this way… if you know anything about SEO… the name “Domina Amanda” is now a listed search on Wordtracker… that’s how many people were daily searching Google for her. Punch “Domina Amanda” into Seo Book’s keyword suggestion tool and see what happens. It’s the 6th highest search now under the word “Domina” alone.

After months of patiently waiting, she has finally returned.

Strangely, after building such a hardcore following under the name “Domina Amanda”, she’s decided not to use that one any more, opting instead to start using her middle name – “Cinara” – to become Domina Cinara.

From what I’ve heard the reason has to do with that “stupid nonsense” I mentioned and garbage the company she was involved with pulled. They got theirs though since they lost her sites, all the traffic they brought, and the respect of a lot of guys like me as we found out the truth of what happened from other girls there.

Either way, the past is the past… and we have our Domina back now.

With this site, I am opening what I think and hope is the first fan site dedicated to her as Domina Cinara. Considering how many existed for Domina Amanda (some of those are sadly gone too now), I expect this blog is just the first of many others to come.

- Written by, Some Loser

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Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Boys Caught Staring at Teen Cleavage in Public I

Hats off to these wonderful young ladies!

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MILF's =)

I’ve never really prescribed to ‘MILF’s’. While I think some older women are definitely attractive, the thought of boning a 45 year old has never really turned me on. First off, when I think of moms, I think of my own mom or my friend’s moms..60 plus year old ladies who are shaped like pears and wear Guatemalan poncho’s when it’s breezy out…. not exactly jerk off material.

However, lately, I think I might be coming around on the whole ‘MILF’ thing.You know why? Cause moms are getting younger and younger. I play soccer sometimes at this by this grade school. When I was there the other day there was some sort of recital going on. I walked in the hallway, on my way to the spot where we play, and saw, what might as well have been, singles night at O’Whorey’s Irish Pub. Wall to wall hot women..in a school. Next to each of these pretty ladies was a small child, either holding their hands or in a stroller. These weren’t the mothers I had envisioned when thinking of the word “mom”. They were yoga and pilates doing moms who look young enough to questionably be the older sister of the child they’re standing next to.

Finally, the term ‘MILF’ made sense to me. I would indeed like to fuck these moms. it’s also funny (and depressing) to think that i’m probably older then most MILF’s are anyway. That shit actually stings a little.

Another aspect of the ‘MILF’ thing that always kinda turned me away was the whole birthing process. Part of liking younger girls is the idea that they’ve not yet been through “The Ringer”. In reality, most girls have been through the ringer, in one way or another, but the jump from whoring around to pushing a human out of your pussy is a big one. There is something very…hmm…how do I put this …”Destructive” that comes to mind when men think of women having a kid. I don’t care how big your dick is, it’s not as big as a baby. I think in a lot of guy’s minds, once a baby has come out of there, that hole has officially been deemed “busted”. The truth is, vaginas do eventually shrink back to a decent size (they are nothing if not resilient) and we need to get over that shit…but, it’ll always be in the back of our minds. Sorry! if an apple came out of our peeholes, I’m sure women would be a little bugged out by that too.

However, even this point is moot cause lots of women do the cesarian birth steeze anyway. They wanna preserve the pudding just as much as we do. I don’t think anyone wants a saggy vag.?? Right,,,? Anyway..

When it’s all said and done, it’s not the title you’re fucking. If you like a girl, and she’s got a baby, I would hope you’re not fucking her cause she’s a mom. In fact, I’d kinda hope that her being a mom might actually make you a little hesitant about it. Cause, after all, she’s a mom. She’s got a lot of shit on her plate and the last thing she needs is some scummy dude trying to bust a nut and wipe his dick on her baby’s blankie. That’s just wrong. The only difference with fucking a mom and a non-mom is that there are probably more repercussions to fucking the mom. But then again, mom’s need to get laid too..no matter how blown out their shit is. Just kidding…

I love you mom!

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Monday, January 11, 2010

Being a little plump is good for you.

Following on from my intellectual post regarding the supposedly non-existent G-spot, news reaches tosser’s blog from the Department of Duff Science that plump lips are more seductive than non-plump lips. As this report is in reality from “scientists” at Unilever I’m guessing they’re about to launch some new and wholly unnecessary plump-lips product onto the market. Buy-one-get-one-free, coming to a beauty counter near you soon.

As endorsed by Rolling Stone Mick Jagger.

Plump lips with a big juicy tongue is also appealing.

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Today's Random Thoughts

☼ I wonder if my upstairs neighbor thinks I’m a sex addict.

☼ Is he reading our blog right now? At work? I should change the theme again.

☼ I wonder if I could be quiet enough to rub one out in the bathroom stall. Nah.

☼ If there was ever a man who would fulfill my conference room fantasy…

☼ Ugh! I just want to go back to my place. And not just for the tuna sammiches.

☼ Hot Butter Rum edible lube. Can’t wait!

☼ Would just seeing a movie be weird?

☼ He said he was nervous. He apologized. I thought it was nice. I hope he’s ok with it.

☼ He wants me to drive. Silly boy. What did he think happened January 4?

☼ His fingers on my clit. Mmmm…

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Friday, January 8, 2010

Notes on a week Part 2

It’s like watching comedy repeats

The way we promise new feats

Except the joke’s no longer funny

Do we need to retreat?

We’ve barely warred

Yet our battles don’t leave me loving you more

Its nothing or all

Backwards logic says we set out to stall

When we set out our stall

Instead of giving our all driving on loves super high way

We use facts for traffic face-offs at the junction of my way

Stalemating

Using female psychology for male-baiting

Silent treatment for jail baiting

We talk about making love but we’re just stale mating

I’ve hailed waiting

Hailed the gaining,

But I’m not prevailing when patience is a virtue that hurts too

So I work through, waiting for a change, improved situation

Yielding mental constipation, consternation examining wisdoms call for

A Blatant

Screw you and your reasoning

Your reasoning’s getting chewed and spat like chicken without seasoning

My head or my heart which am I believing in?

One reaches for a notion then the other just reels me in

See sometimes your feelings fill me in, appeal to me

But the hand I’m dealt seems to be dealing me

You say the house of spades is what makes you and me we

But I joined the club as jack of spades with my ace in the hole

Hoping to be King of Hearts with a queen to compliment my soul

Yet in this game we’ll fold for we’re no more a pyramid than a house of cards

And read my poker face you can’t because of the lock on my heart

Should we allow ourselves to be parted like the sea of red

Is romance dead?

Is second chance the said shotgun to my head?

Are we destined to lose out because a loss of control

Are love poems nothing more than dead emcee scrolls

Can the concept of us exist or should it go to the polls

Let publics hold up us up for scrutiny

Or do we truly need to examine the level at which you and me can truly be

I know what you’ve meant to me but for all my flavour but I lost the taste of my identity

I wonder whose thirst will be quenched with me

I live, I am I begin again as me

We lived, we were, and still are an entity

Full of energy or empathy

Truth decides our future

Are you cursing or blessing me

Pray

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Sizzling Sex Secret: Sexual Massage

Sexual Massage for Him:

This is not the kind of massage you want your lover to get from a stranger, but it is the kind of massage you want to learn how to give because he will never forget it.

Male Genital Massage: Put plenty of massage oil in your hands and warm it up by rubbing it with both hands, then slowly spread it all over his penis and testicles. Next place one hand onthe shaft of his penis and start stoking it in an up and down motion while the other hand gently encircles his testicles. Do this in slow motion for at least three minutes.

Then rub his penis with both hands as if rubbing a stick to make a fire. This is a sure way to light his fire! Now make both hands go in opposite directions in a corkscrew motion over the penis. One hand twists up while the other hand twists downwards. Do this for at least another three minutes. After that, concentrate on just massaging his penis from the top to the bottom covering the glans (head) and sliding yourhands down to the base with one hand after another in a fluid motion.

Do this for about ten strokes and don’t be surprised if he can’t stand it any longer and has tomake passionate love to you.

Prostate Massage: The prostate is the male version of the female G-spot. Located below the bladder and in front of the rectum, it can provide a surprising amount of pleasure when massaged. Start by caressing the buttock cheeks with a feather stroke using your finger tips. Then use a water base lubricant and gently massage the anus with light circular strokes.

Press on the anal ring with your thumb and ask your lover if he would like you to go deeper. If the answer is no, then just continue to massage around the anus, on the buttock cheeks and inside the thighs. If the answer is yes, then move your forefinger inward gently paying close attention to your lover’s resistance. If he tightens his sphincter muscles, keep your finger in place until your lover relaxes them.

As your finger progresses deeper, search for the prostate by bending your finger in a “come here” gesture an inch to two inside the anus. You should feel a nut-sized spongy area which is his prostate gland. Ask your lover to describe what he’s feeling and if he’s enjoying the experience, move your finger all around his prostate in circular motions.

Sexual Massage for Her: What is good for the goose is most definitely good for the gander especially when it comes to a sexual massage.

Female Genital Massage: On the female genitals, you might want to use a water-based lubricant because if oil gets inside the vagina, it can cause irritation. Put the oil in your hands and rub your hands together before placing them her. Start by focusing on the vulva, which is the outside visible area of the vagina. Then gently rub the massage oil or lube around her vaginal lips all the way down to her anus. Using the pad of your thumb, trace the outline of her anus and then slowly slide your thumb up the landing strip(perineum) from her anus to her vaginal opening.

Two-Lips: Then gently part her outer lips with both of your thumbs and caress them in circular motions for at least two minutes. Next, slide your thumbs up and down her outer lips until they are spread apart, and then do the same with her inner lips. The inner lips are more sensitive than the outer lips so use less pressure. Watch for her body language and for the swelling of her vaginal lips, which is a natural progression when a woman gets sexually aroused.

Clitoral Massage: Gently pull the clitoral hood back from the clitoris to expose it. Then gently slide your thumb and forefinger up and down the sides of the clitoris for about ten strokes. You may feel it growing as it becomes more excited. A clitoris can grow three to four times its normal size when it’s fully engorged. Next massage the head of the clitoris in circular motions using your forefinger or thumb. Don’t be surprised
if she has a body melting, earth shattering orgasm. The clitoris has 8000 nerve fibers and it’s the primary sexual organ for a woman. Most women are capable of having a clitoral orgasm when it is stimulated.

This is an excerpt from The Loveologist Guide to 52 Weeks of Sizzling Sex by Dr. Ava Cadell. Visit The Loveology University Bookstore to find a wealth of resources, including e-books and audiobooks, to help you have a richer and more fulfilling sex life.

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Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Book

In the pre-snow days of London (can we remember them, can we?) I used to enjoy picking up my LondonLite and reading about people I didn’t care about doing things in places I would never go as it passed the time of a dreary commute home.

And when the LondonLite closed, along with it’s fellow freesheet of dross thelondonpaper, I was a bit sad for a while. I started playing Vortex on my ipod. As in the shit game. So, sad in the emotional, physical, and cultural senses.

But after a while, the repetitive strain injury of Vortex coupled with the purchase of a new book led me to rediscover literature.

Hello books. Remember when we were friends? All those holidays together and that three-year relationship at university? But we moved on didn’t we, me and you? We grew apart. I wanted the fast-paced London life, you wanted passive laid-back contentment.

But like an unhappy overweight middle-aged wife searching for her first love on Friends United, I have found books again. For want of any thing better to do. Sorry, it’s a backhanded compliment, but that’s the way it falls.

And then yesterday, I got on the tube, and I saw something strange. In the cramped seats and teetering like monkeys off the overhead bars were people reading books, too. We all had them. Well most of us. Big ones, small ones, hard ones, soft ones… we love them however they come. (sexualising books, really? It’s all in your head)

In the warm pre-snow days of London (can we remember them, can we?) every person would carry paper filled with trash. And now? Well London is educating itself. With books.

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If you believe in it, you will come

CNN posted an article about some new research on the G-spot.

http://www.cnn.com/2010/HEALTH/01/05/g.spot.sex.women/index.html

Only this “research”  centred around whether women believed they had one or not — not if they actually had one or not.

So, in effect, what the researchers were saying was akin to “If you build it, they will come,” only, in this case, it was “If you believe in it, you will come.”

Way to go science. That helps my sex life.

X

Miss Me

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Monday, January 4, 2010

Sleepless in Dundalk

Two nights ago, I had this intense craving for coffee.  At midnight.  I thought, “Sure, it is decaff, after all,” and caved to temptation.

Please remind me next time I get that manic gleam in my eye anytime after 5pm and say: “Hmmm.  I feel like coffee,” that a) I am very sensitive to caffeine, and b) even decaffeinated coffee still has some caffeine in it.

The night before last, I slept okay, but woke up too early.  Why? I hear you ask.  My daughter asked me the same question.

“Daddy woke me up.”

“Why?”

“Em… he was awake, so he woke me up.”

“Why?”

“He just wanted me to be awake as well.”

“To do what?”

…  “To talk.  He was awake, he was feeling… er… lonely, so he woke me up to talk.”

“You guys are weird.”

So, what with… er… talking instead of catching up on the sleep I’d missed before, I was well tired by last night.  I went to bed early, but the Man was watching Top Gun on television.  I find it difficult to fall asleep with a light on, impossible if the TV is going.  Micky asked me, very considerately, whether it was okay if he watched TV a bit longer, and of course I said yes, sure, it won’t bother me at all.  Why I can’t just be honest and say: “No, Love, if you don’t mind, I’m absolutely shattered and really, really need to sleep”?

So I lay there, being kept awake by the television, and in truth it’s usually okay.  I go into this semi-sleep state which is quite nice.  But last night, this didn’t happen.  Instead, I kept drifting off, then jumping back to full wakefulness.  After this happened a few times, my body was in full “We’re not going to sleep tonight” mode.  Subsequently, I did not sleep.

I am a zombie, and I’m soon going to start moaning for braaaaiiiinz.

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TIGER WOODS NEW NIGHTMARE: SEX TAPES??? Rachel Uchitel? Joslyn James?

TIGER WOODS NEW NIGHTMARE: SEX TAPES & LOVE CHILDREN!


A disgraced Tiger Woods is terrified that the worst news is yet to come – that he fathered love children with his mistresses! And his many liaisons may have been caught on tape!

The golf great had wild unprotected sex with a string of mistresses, sources tell The ENQUIRER- and now he fears claims that his out-of-control sexual proclivities may have produced children.

“That would be the final straw for his wife – AND Tiger knows it,” said an insider. “But there is definitely more than one woman out there who could come forward to say she had his babies.”

To make matters even worse, the 33-year-old sports star is reportedly worried that a lurid sex tape could appear and wreck his desperate attempts to cling onto the wreckage of his marriage to beauty and ex-model Elin Nordegren who has just bought a $2 million mansion in her native Sweden as a fail-safe escape house in case the marriage disintegrates.

Since the ENQUIRER exclusively revealed Tiger’s affair with New York party girl Rachel Uchitel two weeks ago, a procession of women have been identified as his lovers.

Among the places they claim to have had sex with the sports superstar are his Florida mansion and a series of hotels – all places that have security cameras
.

At least one of the women also shot homemade videos of romps with other boyfriends.

Tiger’s frantic handlers are scrambling to bury any talk of sex tapes, minimize the damage and perform CPR on his image.

But more and more women emerge almost daily claiming liaisons with the father of two.

The ENQUIRER even received an incredible call that one woman who had an affair with Woods in June 2007 aborted his child.

Life & Style reports that an audio recording of Tiger Woods having phone sex has been shopped in the past. Writer Ian Halperin tells the magazine, “Two years ago, a woman approached me with an audio file supposedly of Tiger Woods having phone sex. She wanted me to do a story on it. It sounded like him, but I had no proof.”

During romps with his various mistresses, Tiger Woods “was taking Ambien and drinking,” an insider tells Life & Style. After sex, “he definitely went to sleep with these girls,” the insider continues. “He must be freaking out about what else could be out there.” Celebrity biographer Ian Halperin tells Life & Style, “Two years ago, a woman approached me with an audio file supposedly of Tiger Woods having phone sex. She wanted me to do a story on it. It sounded like him, but I had no proof.” If one of Tiger’s women does have footage, she could get millions. “A Tiger sex tape could be worth $5 million, possibly as high as $10 million,” Steven Hirsch, founder and co-chairman of adult-video company Vivid Entertainment, tells Life & Style.

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Friday, January 1, 2010

Masturbation Way 1 For Men

For men we are going to start off with the easy and move forward.

Men get yourself some tissue or a towel. Go into the bathroom. Get on your knees. If you need something to help get you wet use some lube or water. Jack your dick off until you nut but when you do make sure that you nut into the tissue or towel so that it is not all over the place.

My husband told me that when he did this it made him feel like he was sneaking and it was more exciting and gave him a better orgasm.

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Happy New Decade

To be completely clique on today of all days…

Happy New Year!

Ahhh a new decade. A new chapter in life, and what a magickal way to welcome in the new year by celebrating with a full moon, the blue moon (not sure if it was blue, too many clouds last night).

My partner and I went down to Bateman’s Bay on the New South Wales South Coast on Christmas Day, and we returned today, only a couple of hours ago. Time share apartment, love it!

It was such a nice week once the weather chose to behave. A week full of sex, drinking, sex, and swimming in an apparent ’solar heated pool’ that was always cold. I even got my partner into enjoying the water, and he very much prefers land. I love swimming. When we move (in one week’s time) I’ll be joining my mother with water aerobics once an income begins.

We had a quite night last night. I dressed up at one stage, just because it’s New Year’s Eve and I packed to dress up. We sat on the balcony with a glass of wine until the mosquitoes came uninvited, we danced to Italian jazz music in the lounge, and had our last bit of sex for 2009. We saw a little bit of the televised fire works, but since the Sydney fireworks go for (what feels like) 20 minutes or so, we turned our attention to a DVD.

So since it’s now 2010, I can finally say this.

My partner and I are getting married next year!

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