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EnigmaInitiative 52F  
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11/17/2019 1:02 pm
The Logical Song


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Bad Bad Leroy Brown

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EnigmaInitiative 52F  
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11/17/2019 1:03 pm

Bad Bad Leroy Brown

Okay, peeps, this is when the story gets FAR more convoluted. Strap yourself in for a wild ride, because things are going to get crazier.

During this time, I had already begun my one woman “love machine”. People, to say I flirted with everyone was an understatement. Everywhere I went on Fetlife, I was kind. I wrote random emails to people; read their writings and commented on their pics and posts; and responded honestly to questions. I can't even believe some of the stuff I did back in June of this year. Yeah, not that long ago, eh? (winks at the Canadians and Yoopers)

After I made friends with Wordy guy, I was kind of riding a bit of a high. Lort, ya'll, the ego boost, to someone with poor self image who was, simply, herself, made friends with one of the biggest “trolls” on Fetlife? Astounding. The things is, though, other people saw him as a troll. I saw him as misunderstood, and I understood that feeling...very well.

Still riding the high of “getting through” to Wordy guy, I saw another opportunity to “out myself” in Droid, R2D2. The man with one of the biggest EGOS I've ever seen. Lort, talk about a pompous, self aggrandizing blowhard. I mean, he would pale in comparison to the Orange EGO; The Living Planet (Guardians of the Galaxy 2 Reference); the president of this here 'Merika.

You know the one, the one who is fueling the drama filled, greed driven, power hungry way our country is...

Stop it, Deborah, you're getting off topic.

The man, often, reminded me of Jordan Peterson For those who don't know, Jordan Peterson is a polarizing figure online. He's a psychologist whose build a following based on a Psych degree from the University of Toronto. If you don't want to know, don't look. If you do, do a search, he's interesting in a unusual kind of way. No one I would listen to, but hey...I don't listen to many anymore anyway.

His whole “schtick” was Natural. You don't need pills, you don't need anything, but will power and self control. The man was a parrot, a lemming, using the platform of Fetlife to create some kind of following of more lemmings. It was insanity on the highest order.

This guy was running around Fetlife telling people he didn't know how to live their life. And, well, you know Little Ms Chaotic Good couldn't have that, now could she?

It started small. Look, I didn't plan what happened, I rode the mother fucking wave of emotional high I was on after helping Wordy. I noticed one of my friends was doing “battle” with Droid. He was telling a man online, one he had NEVER met, to quit taking his medication. And, he towed that mother fucking line, like a toddler hanging onto their lollipop. He wasn't letting that shit go.

Well, the wordy bitch now had to have her say in it. Remember, folks, my mother stopped taking her medication based on the advice she read in L. Ron Hubbard's book Dianetics. You know L Ron Hubbard, the founder of Scientology.

Scientology is a body of religious beliefs and practices invented in May 1952 by American author L. Ron Hubbard (1911–86). Hubbard initially developed a program of ideas called Dianetics, which was distributed through the Dianetics Foundation. The foundation soon entered bankruptcy, and Hubbard lost the rights to his seminal publication Dianetics: The Modern Science of Mental Health in 1952. He then recharacterized the subject as a religion and renamed it Scientology,[2][3][4] retaining the terminology, doctrines, the E-meter, and the practice of auditing.[5][6] Within a year, he regained the rights to Dianetics and retained both subjects under the umbrella of the Church of Scientology.[13]
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scientology

Scientology, which used to be some fringe thing when my mother committed suicide, in 1981, after stopping her medication based on the words of a raving lunatic, L Ron Hubbard. The man who died on January 24, 1986, the same year I graduated high school. The man who left his empire to another man named David Miscavige, who got it classified as a Religion by bullying the United States Government with Lawsuits by 1993.

See HBO: Going Clear

Are we all up to speed now with how I saw droid? He was a Charlatan, a wolf in sheep's clothing, and as far as I'm concerned, was practicing medicine without a license on Fetlife, under the guise of being a “Fitness Coach”. He was a prick who was preying on the vulnerable. Like Jordan Peterson, Like L Ron Hubbard; Like David Miscavige. Like the President of 'Merika. He wasn't someone I felt a kinship with, he was my mortal enemy in the online world. He was the “big boss” in a video game. He was Goliath, and I was David.

Dear Lort, the metaphors are getting out of control, ain't they?

First, I went at him with the truth. I told him and all who were reading how my mother committed suicide because of someone like him. Someone dispensing medical advice without actually knowing the person. I tried to appeal to his sense of humanity.

Didn't work.

He was a “man's man”. He wasn't going to cowtow to no woman, womansplaining to him her fee fees. Oh no. Not this misogynistic mama's boy, nope.

Remember, folks, this didn't all happen in one day. I was still running around Fetlife, doing my “love machine”. I was also still talking with Jeff, at length, and yes..we often got really fucking silly. There were talks of wrestling in kiddie pools filled with jello for fuck's sake. I can get... Oh, never mind.

Well, Jeff and I kind of “tag teamed” him. Like, people, that shit was hysterical. I can't remember everything we did, but there was a lot of Punchlines like “All you got to do is drink plenty of water and get lots of sleep and you'll be fine.” A lot of “don't worry about your cancer, just drink plenty of water and get lots of sleep”. No, really, the shit was hysterical, in context.

I'd be giggling all over the place online, divulging shit about myself. All kinds of stuff, you all can't even imagine the things I said. It's all there, still, by the way. I haven't been back in a while, I went on a rampage and haven't been back. (That will come later, my friends)

Always ready with a link that he was ready to provide, but definitely didn't understand. The man was all fluff and very little substance. It became obvious, to me, over the course of several PUBLIC conversations, that he was exactly as I pegged him as, nothing more than lemming with no original thought.

I walked away from that conversation proving him wrong for the last time. And, started taking a different view of Fetlife altogether. I realized there were people all over the site using “sock puppet” accounts. A 'sock puppet” is when someone has more than one profile they're operating. Their more public persona, and their private one. Some, even had more than one. At least one person I know, had dozens.

It's not like I didn't know there were people who did it. I just didn't realize there were so many manipulative fucks about...but, there were. Lots more than I imagined.

The next part of this story will come when I feel like it, and definitely includes a wee bit of smut. Bwahahahaha

Thank You for Reading

The Logical Song

By

Supertramp

When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful
A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical
And all the birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily
Oh joyfully, playfully watching me
But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible
Logical, oh responsible, practical
And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable
Oh clinical, oh intellectual, cynical
There are times when all the world's asleep
The questions run too deep
For such a simple man
Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned
I know it sounds absurd
Please tell me who I am
I said, watch what you say or they'll be calling you a radical
Liberal, oh fanatical, criminal
Won't you sign up your name, we'd like to feel you're Acceptable
Respectable, oh presentable, a vegetable!
Oh, take it take it yeah
But at night, when all the world's asleep
The questions run so deep
For such a simple man
Won't you please tell me what we've learned
I know it sounds absurd
Please tell me who I am, who I am, who I am, who I am
'Cause I was feeling so logical
D-d-digital
One, two, three, five
Oh, oh, oh, oh
It's getting unbelievable
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Richard Davies / Roger Hodgson

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Paulxx001 63M
17066 posts
11/17/2019 1:57 pm

Have a great Sunday.
Pray for the ones you love and for those who love you. ❤️😊

... is there another way to look at it.
We Have Lost Forty Million Good Men WTF


Logan0867 52M
190 posts
11/17/2019 2:06 pm

Love that song. From my understanding Scientology originated on a bet and one of the Reasons Hubbard hated the medical field ( Psychiatrists etc) is because they wouldn't accept him and his notions.


EnigmaInitiative 52F  
2713 posts
11/17/2019 2:08 pm

    Quoting  :

It's a great band!

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EnigmaInitiative 52F  
2713 posts
11/17/2019 2:09 pm

    Quoting Paulxx001:
    Have a great Sunday.
    Pray for the ones you love and for those who love you. ❤️😊
Thanks, You Have a Great Sunday Too.

I don't pray.

I do spend time meditating on them, though.

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EnigmaInitiative 52F  
2713 posts
11/17/2019 2:12 pm

    Quoting Logan0867:
    Love that song. From my understanding Scientology originated on a bet and one of the Reasons Hubbard hated the medical field ( Psychiatrists etc) is because they wouldn't accept him and his notions.
Exactly, it was an EGO project. It was him trying to prove something to the scientific community. It was all fluff and no substance.

I have a post coming up dedicated to explaining why this story can't be unhinged from Scientology, I promise, I'm gonna explain.

Just need to take a break.

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author51 57F  
94531 posts
11/18/2019 1:02 am

    Quoting EnigmaInitiative:
    Bad Bad Leroy Brown

    Okay, peeps, this is when the story gets FAR more convoluted. Strap yourself in for a wild ride, because things are going to get crazier.

    During this time, I had already begun my one woman “love machine”. People, to say I flirted with everyone was an understatement. Everywhere I went on Fetlife, I was kind. I wrote random emails to people; read their writings and commented on their pics and posts; and responded honestly to questions. I can't even believe some of the stuff I did back in June of this year. Yeah, not that long ago, eh? (winks at the Canadians and Yoopers)

    After I made friends with Wordy guy, I was kind of riding a bit of a high. Lort, ya'll, the ego boost, to someone with poor self image who was, simply, herself, made friends with one of the biggest “trolls” on Fetlife? Astounding. The things is, though, other people saw him as a troll. I saw him as misunderstood, and I understood that feeling...very well.

    Still riding the high of “getting through” to Wordy guy, I saw another opportunity to “out myself” in Droid, R2D2. The man with one of the biggest EGOS I've ever seen. Lort, talk about a pompous, self aggrandizing blowhard. I mean, he would pale in comparison to the Orange EGO; The Living Planet (Guardians of the Galaxy 2 Reference); the president of this here 'Merika.

    You know the one, the one who is fueling the drama filled, greed driven, power hungry way our country is...

    Stop it, Deborah, you're getting off topic.

    The man, often, reminded me of Jordan Peterson For those who don't know, Jordan Peterson is a polarizing figure online. He's a psychologist whose build a following based on a Psych degree from the University of Toronto. If you don't want to know, don't look. If you do, do a search, he's interesting in a unusual kind of way. No one I would listen to, but hey...I don't listen to many anymore anyway.

    His whole “schtick” was Natural. You don't need pills, you don't need anything, but will power and self control. The man was a parrot, a lemming, using the platform of Fetlife to create some kind of following of more lemmings. It was insanity on the highest order.

    This guy was running around Fetlife telling people he didn't know how to live their life. And, well, you know Little Ms Chaotic Good couldn't have that, now could she?

    It started small. Look, I didn't plan what happened, I rode the mother fucking wave of emotional high I was on after helping Wordy. I noticed one of my friends was doing “battle” with Droid. He was telling a man online, one he had NEVER met, to quit taking his medication. And, he towed that mother fucking line, like a toddler hanging onto their lollipop. He wasn't letting that shit go.

    Well, the wordy bitch now had to have her say in it. Remember, folks, my mother stopped taking her medication based on the advice she read in L. Ron Hubbard's book Dianetics. You know L Ron Hubbard, the founder of Scientology.

    Scientology is a body of religious beliefs and practices invented in May 1952 by American author L. Ron Hubbard (1911–86). Hubbard initially developed a program of ideas called Dianetics, which was distributed through the Dianetics Foundation. The foundation soon entered bankruptcy, and Hubbard lost the rights to his seminal publication Dianetics: The Modern Science of Mental Health in 1952. He then recharacterized the subject as a religion and renamed it Scientology,[2][3][4] retaining the terminology, doctrines, the E-meter, and the practice of auditing.[5][6] Within a year, he regained the rights to Dianetics and retained both subjects under the umbrella of the Church of Scientology.[13]
    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scientology

    Scientology, which used to be some fringe thing when my mother committed suicide, in 1981, after stopping her medication based on the words of a raving lunatic, L Ron Hubbard. The man who died on January 24, 1986, the same year I graduated high school. The man who left his empire to another man named David Miscavige, who got it classified as a Religion by bullying the United States Government with Lawsuits by 1993.

    See HBO: Going Clear

    Are we all up to speed now with how I saw droid? He was a Charlatan, a wolf in sheep's clothing, and as far as I'm concerned, was practicing medicine without a license on Fetlife, under the guise of being a “Fitness Coach”. He was a prick who was preying on the vulnerable. Like Jordan Peterson, Like L Ron Hubbard; Like David Miscavige. Like the President of 'Merika. He wasn't someone I felt a kinship with, he was my mortal enemy in the online world. He was the “big boss” in a video game. He was Goliath, and I was David.

    Dear Lort, the metaphors are getting out of control, ain't they?

    First, I went at him with the truth. I told him and all who were reading how my mother committed suicide because of someone like him. Someone dispensing medical advice without actually knowing the person. I tried to appeal to his sense of humanity.

    Didn't work.

    He was a “man's man”. He wasn't going to cowtow to no woman, womansplaining to him her fee fees. Oh no. Not this misogynistic mama's boy, nope.

    Remember, folks, this didn't all happen in one day. I was still running around Fetlife, doing my “love machine”. I was also still talking with Jeff, at length, and yes..we often got really fucking silly. There were talks of wrestling in kiddie pools filled with jello for fuck's sake. I can get... Oh, never mind.

    Well, Jeff and I kind of “tag teamed” him. Like, people, that shit was hysterical. I can't remember everything we did, but there was a lot of Punchlines like “All you got to do is drink plenty of water and get lots of sleep and you'll be fine.” A lot of “don't worry about your cancer, just drink plenty of water and get lots of sleep”. No, really, the shit was hysterical, in context.

    I'd be giggling all over the place online, divulging shit about myself. All kinds of stuff, you all can't even imagine the things I said. It's all there, still, by the way. I haven't been back in a while, I went on a rampage and haven't been back. (That will come later, my friends)

    Always ready with a link that he was ready to provide, but definitely didn't understand. The man was all fluff and very little substance. It became obvious, to me, over the course of several PUBLIC conversations, that he was exactly as I pegged him as, nothing more than lemming with no original thought.

    I walked away from that conversation proving him wrong for the last time. And, started taking a different view of Fetlife altogether. I realized there were people all over the site using “sock puppet” accounts. A 'sock puppet” is when someone has more than one profile they're operating. Their more public persona, and their private one. Some, even had more than one. At least one person I know, had dozens.

    It's not like I didn't know there were people who did it. I just didn't realize there were so many manipulative fucks about...but, there were. Lots more than I imagined.

    The next part of this story will come when I feel like it, and definitely includes a wee bit of smut. Bwahahahaha

    Thank You for Reading

    The Logical Song

    By

    Supertramp

    When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful
    A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical
    And all the birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily
    Oh joyfully, playfully watching me
    But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible
    Logical, oh responsible, practical
    And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable
    Oh clinical, oh intellectual, cynical
    There are times when all the world's asleep
    The questions run too deep
    For such a simple man
    Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned
    I know it sounds absurd
    Please tell me who I am
    I said, watch what you say or they'll be calling you a radical
    Liberal, oh fanatical, criminal
    Won't you sign up your name, we'd like to feel you're Acceptable
    Respectable, oh presentable, a vegetable!
    Oh, take it take it yeah
    But at night, when all the world's asleep
    The questions run so deep
    For such a simple man
    Won't you please tell me what we've learned
    I know it sounds absurd
    Please tell me who I am, who I am, who I am, who I am
    'Cause I was feeling so logical
    D-d-digital
    One, two, three, five
    Oh, oh, oh, oh
    It's getting unbelievable
    Source: LyricFind
    Songwriters: Richard Davies / Roger Hodgson
I had never heard of Fetlife nor this Jordan Peterson character till you mentioned them..Way to call out the scum buckets on this earth..I tend to do that as well. There are way too many "sock puppets" here too who have multiple profiles in order to troll, stalk, or cheat others....They make me sick they do...

One can never have enough JOY in their life...


EnigmaInitiative 52F  
2713 posts
11/18/2019 8:49 am

    Quoting author51:
    I had never heard of Fetlife nor this Jordan Peterson character till you mentioned them..Way to call out the scum buckets on this earth..I tend to do that as well. There are way too many "sock puppets" here too who have multiple profiles in order to troll, stalk, or cheat others....They make me sick they do...
There are way too many "sock puppets" here too who have multiple profiles in order to troll, stalk, or cheat others....They make me sick they do...

Your whole response spoke to me, my friend. But, this one stuck out the most.

Preach On...cuz you speaking THAT TRUTH I love so much.

Yeah, they make me sick, too. Literally, so much so that it ruined my vacation. Ya know?

Hugs.

Happy Monday

I'm not going to be around the blogs a whole lot. I'm cooking for next week's feeding the homeless thing, and this writing has pulled a lot of emotional energy from me.

When things calm down, I'll come around and check out what you've been writing.

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