Instead of being choked, I prefer the wingspan of thumb and index be pressed to my neck during sex. Thus, I’m a simulacrum; all throat and no threat. What if all our world is a mundane copy of the purest version of the universe? Swimming in a pool, lake, or even the sea, is just a pale representation of the swimming of the Samurais. Ensconced in armor, weapons in hand, they whipped the underwater with spinning, splash-less legs.
Great new word. Overwhelms my brain with 'catfishing,' 'there are more fish in the sea', 'fishing for complements' puns and that high school folk knowledge of the apparent smell of vaginal excretions.
Papillon D'Amour is amazing, thanks for sharing it. Gonna keep Provost's website open and look through his work later.
Ha i love to see all the connections your brain makes! Oh yea, i knew you'd love that film - i'd planned on posting to you in the Club if you didn't see it here. I found that artist years ago in a small exhibition at the Seattle Art Museum - his filmmaking is clever.
"our halieutic mimicry."
Great new word. Overwhelms my brain with 'catfishing,' 'there are more fish in the sea', 'fishing for complements' puns and that high school folk knowledge of the apparent smell of vaginal excretions.
Papillon D'Amour is amazing, thanks for sharing it. Gonna keep Provost's website open and look through his work later.
Ha i love to see all the connections your brain makes! Oh yea, i knew you'd love that film - i'd planned on posting to you in the Club if you didn't see it here. I found that artist years ago in a small exhibition at the Seattle Art Museum - his filmmaking is clever.