Matthew Conrad

May 15, 1986 - Ostrowiec Świętokrzyski
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the cause of these problems is pornography... ha... ah ha... ah ha ha ha!

i almost adore the presumptive suggestion
that modern man has become...
"docile" because of pornography...
i'm sorry... what?!
pornography "occupies" my mind
from a still image of cleavage until
i finish pissing while imitating squatting
and taking a shit, immediately
in between that and taking a shower...
i would gamble on the female
fury contra the docile men...
as being the explanation best
associated with men being exposed
to the ever growing library of music...
she can groan, she can moan,
she play the erotica big bad wolf
in the three piglet story,,,
i am married to music...
notably?
gace brulé - biaus m'este
quant retentit la bruille...
i have adored this "woman" from within
the confines of my first birth...
she served her dues
and she continued her scaling
of met dues with a much
worth of scratching of nails
against stone to carve her becoming
desires...
perhaps without rhyme
a less eloquent summary of the dates
of man's history to be made forgotten...
i am no docile male due
to pornography...
modern pornography bores if
only could bore me,
i abhor it... all that anal
all that gagging...
i'd sooner see myself
seeing a cow before the altar of
a slaughterhouse being turned..,
modest for the worth of a slice of steak
than a woman employed for
pornography...
even i had to stoop to the feet
of a prostitute to thieve a kiss...
and how unwilling they were...
before turning into giggly school girls
who forgot to take out
tampons, just after the kiss...
i felt flossing my teeth with
a tail of a mouse...
if you ever managed
to buy porno of cleavage
and forgot to watch the videos...
free.... once emancipated from the freebies
of porn... music...
music... music has made
all men "docile"...
pornography hasn't worried me...
i'm no millenial attempting
to gratify an internet presence
while appealing to a gen-Z audience...
if they said the fuck you first...
well... fuck them in return...
i came before the harem of songs...
and became a Solomon...
music became my thief bride...
perhaps what remained of my eyes
could entertain what was to come,
but my ears were focusing on
an "elsewhere" -
even with a niqab, even with
the jewish orthodox "beard" and
wig... even with the christian...
whatever these women ever had
slimming temptation inch by inch...
eh... they could begin drinking
as much as men...
they could bravado as the sort of man
a john wayne would win an oscar
for for the role depicting:
marshal rooster cogburn...

why even bother thinking that
pornography is the problem?
modern pornography isn't
1970s italian...
i abhor it... can't people see
the bigger picture?
in the current year, of my current
economic disposition...
what were the chances
of me... listening to music...
for as much time as i am able...
i will listen to music for over
5 hours a day...
fuck... i'll fall asleep listening to music!
pornography... ah ha ha ha!
really? i'm a slave to music!
pornography is the ill
of modern man...
as a young man i tried gaming...
but then the theory behind
the games dried out and...
when i didn't hear one decent reply
concerning the SIMS 3000 wormhole
of playing a sim playing a video game
(oh wait... that's the cool jazz...
sim city 3000... whatever the name was!)

pornography didn't do jack shit...
esp. if you were the few lucky ones
who still paid for it:
the embarrassment of buying
a mag. in a shop...

music! for me it was alway music...
attempt to find me in the medieval
calendar... i'd hear music...
perhaps once or twice a year...
now? oh the pornography doesn't interest me...
the music? sure as fuck that does...
who do these social commentators think i am...
a binging viagara phallic-brain-drain?!

what a cheap excuse of what isn't
a cheap exercise - 110 quid an hour...
well... i wouldn't spend that much money
on anything in a day...
give me a week... maybe...

pornography is a real concern...
ha... ha ha...
because music, isn't?
well hello world... why is the modern
man so "docile"?
i'm sorry... i'm too preoccupied with listening
to music... i'm ensuring i get the full
experience of being a medieval bored
lady in waiting... with musicians as both
instrument maestros and subsequent fuck-buddies...
can i at least have my 5 hours daily
with what would seem like per annum
eternity without music?!

talk about not seeing naked tits getting
milked a second time...
not seeing a cow's bagpipe pouch
of milked nipple extensions...
how... the bosom is not the sort of pear
associated with the cleft of the buttocks...
all the splendor of lucifer...
free-falling head first...
as to make similarity with me pushing
the antithesis of the most adequate cock
of girth and length... with my head...
pushing through the gates of a vagina
upon birth...

oh yeah... pornography is to blame...
what some deem being enslaved by porno...
i recount the number of times...
binging on music was my first and last
and only excuse from having to...
do whatever is required of a solipsist /
sociopath... they used to call people like us monks...
cenobites...
now they call us sociopaths... schizophrenics...
well if the conversation isn't going
to be all wine and butter smooth and lubricated...
what's left?
casual references to... weather?!
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