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Love is a burning thing...hopefully not! RIGINAL.

by riginal (writer), moe australia, May 31, 2014

..."and i wonder...if she will stay...my little runaway...my run run run run runaway.

THE MOS TOWN DISASTER OF SOCIO SEXUALITY.

In 1932 an experimental cognitive desex, Mos Town, ('mind over sex' town) population 69,was set up by Dr. Ferdinand Push.

Selected socio sexual 'loosely affiliated' partners were subjects chosen to have their physical sexual desires segregated into 'mindset deviationary path.'

The Government at that time was greatly concerned about projected birth figures, considered to be unsustainable in lieu of the future. IE: pusher jam on major freeways when oil became scarce.

Dr. Push was a shove ahead of his time in mindset. His plan was simple. The total abstinence of physical contact to be replaced by ever lusting mind control. Within six months the subjects, with the help of intensive therapy, hypnotism: replacement of sex movies with Presidential speeches-combined to null thought. No children were conceived. Anyone who tried were placed in isolation. Force fed weather pattern visual until 'readjustment protocol' kicked in.

The subjects were by no means enslaved. They were given free brain reign to mingle their thoughts on love. Their brains were encouraged to copulate freely when and with whomever they liked, or thought they loved. The premise being that it was a form of birth control that was relatively inexpensive to maintain and implement with a minimum cuss and fuss.

Dressing provocatively was frowned upon and the subjects cared less as the region was cold. Brown full length ant-weather coats the norm. Thermal love headgear. Ear warmers. Hairy cognitive earrings.

You may think at this juncture, (that was covered, plus the male genitals for there was no copulationary need) that this program of restraint was absurd. If i could take a leaf out of today's sexual fantasy book, how many males or females today glance surreptitiously, however briefly at each other as they go about their daily business? That of surreptitiously glancing at each other giving each other mental 'embrace' of the tone, "wow! what a hunk, or honey, would love to accompany her or him in a percussion band with fiddle!" Don't even think about protesting because you know you have...it's part of life. Some do part but most savvy partners fix the offending 'glancer stray' by their side with a look that would kill...and most certainly can in a heartbeat. I personally believe true love has invisible chains, as long as they don't start to rattle or rust then everything should be apples. Before i return to this true story, some, not all, of both sexes, for some reason, and not just physical attraction-just simply by their cognitive manipulation,however innocuous and innocent- somehow turns one on. Maybe it's the invisible unknown love trench grey area multiplied that one could fall into which indeed can cause ladders in stockings of lust. Sorry, i have to keep remembering you're Americans...and Americans wear anti-sexual blinkers. Yeah right. Go home rigidly on time, Time rigidity to a tea...or after? Always embrace and tell your partner that without them life wouldn't be worth living.Only some find a note saying "life's worth living without you and i just want to be friends...as i'm friendlier with the plumber whom i've just ran off with...your tea's in the oven and if you're out, more to the point,in, with that mole at the office the note will burn and the house with it.

On with this story. Sorry,i got hooked on the mole in the office...don't you! Or at the very least ensure the house is insured against "where there's poke there's smire." Sorry...where there's smoke there's a burnt offering and a red hot plumber's wrench." You have been warned! I'm going to have to shorten the ending because i believe if the marriage or relationship is built on pure and simple lust then it's a sad day. But then you're going to say, "yep! but the day before and after was something else!" I'm just guessing but as i have no relative figures but the figures i've seen of American women would make a man knockoff work, scratch the mole off his face and go straight to where it's all hot and wet...that's assuming the fire brigade is on standby ready for sparks and trickling.

Anyway. What happened to the experiment was this. A cognitive lab set up to study the mental love started making a terrible noise. The doc threw open the door. He had just returned from holidays when he was summoned by Ruth Mole (a coincidence?) to come quick...no pun intended and i'm sure none taken. The doc covered his ears to diminish the wail of 50 shades of grey newly born baby brains. Further investigation revealed that although not in contact physically, the torrid lust between partners' brains somehow caused a 'flash over' of cognitive load. Don't ask me how that was possible because i'm a layman. The Government closed down the experiment, reason being that having little brains running round was just as bad as having kids running round. Although granted brains don't take up as much space. Ask any politician.

I must let yews all go...does anybody smell smoke? Perhaps yews should take note. As far as i'm concerned although we're all different in many ways if you can make your partner happy and contented then you must be suited to a T. Not a burnt one.You married for a reason...pluck out the reason a bit more. Bit of give and cake. The kids being the icing. So before any marital candles get blown out remember, you can have your cake and eat it too. Just takes a bit of effort for you two to give a little. Give her some flowers and chocolates with a warm note,"without you and my GPS i would be lost. For what i'm not and haven't done i'll try harder. No need to call out the plumber i'll fix your leak ASAPSS. That's As Soon As Possible...sometime soon!"

Have a great big one. Cheers.



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9 comments on Love is a burning thing...hopefully not! RIGINAL.

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By Uttam Gill on May 31, 2014 at 10:25 pm

Riginal an outstanding article… I know plumbing is certainly hell of a job and to mend the leak by an inefficient hands leads to many more leakages...lol…Nothing can be as elaborative even with a drift in your thoughts while writing...I catches the flow and move with your words...Lust...desires...mechanical physicality of sex...all moves around with intense debate in our mind...From the good and bad…from the just and unjust...from the right and wrong, we oscillates and take position…In conjectural deliberation we unknowingly looses the centrality of our sexuality…I always say one must feel the divinity in their sexuality…In the given constitution of our body, mind and soul…nothing is deplorable…Each has its place…Marriage is an institution and sex is a medium to create and recreate…Nothing is sinister..Sinister is the man made constitution…As other species on this earth we are born free and yes freedom needs to build a beautiful world…world of our dreams…where we live...rejoice…sing…laugh…Why the marriage fails or relation gets sour because we tend to drift from the original as we are created for…as we are meant to be…

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By riginal on June 01, 2014 at 03:10 am

thanks Uttam, women are the most precious link we have to understanding the universal truth of why men were invented as an afterthought. I mean have you ever seen a woman yelling at a tree or a telephone pole? Nup,they enjoy the overwhelming power of dressing down a man mentally and physically to expose and enjoy his groveling. That's why all storms are named after females. It's during the lull that a wise guy can show her who's boss. Her wedding photo framed in dark chocolate. I know it sucks but whilst a woman is licking her fingers at least it gives you the right of reply. For God's sake don't say "what have i done to distress you so!" She'll stop chewing the chocolate and start all over again. We KNOW what we've done wrong. And they know that we know what we've done wrong so why deny that we didn't wrong them however miniscule the wrong...they're right. It's a mind set thing really. Either put up with it or buy her a tree! If your partner's name is Mary it makes everything so simple. Mary Mary quite contrary...The only guy i know of that has had a respite is Bill Baily. Women fascinate me, even when they're yelling they're cute. Maybe i'm groveling up the wrong tree?...lol Uttam,cheers.

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By Barbara MacDonald on June 01, 2014 at 12:39 pm

I love that you both inspire me to think more, to dig deeper to find the meaning of your written words...Uttam and you both have this in common...also the kindness of heart to share your thoughts and feelings with us blessed to read them.

my favorite part Riginal is your answer to Uttam...

"thanks Uttam, women are the most precious link we have to understanding the universal truth of why men were invented as an afterthought. I mean have you ever seen a woman yelling at a tree or a telephone pole? " How can I read this and not let my soul smile at your wisdom...well done my friend.
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By Uttam Gill on June 01, 2014 at 01:02 pm

Barb, I never questioned..neither I answered anybody...I never took this article as man or woman...And to maintain the balance I never wish anyone to yell...It is about starvation...come on folks rise...dont demarcate when it is about pain and starvation...I am not here to contest...Nothing pleases me if it nourishes me over the demarcation...Certainly Note...and certainly never

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By Uttam Gill on June 01, 2014 at 01:02 pm

Barb, I never questioned..neither I answered anybody...I never took this article as man or woman...And to maintain the balance I never wish anyone to yell...It is about starvation...come on folks rise...dont demarcate when it is about pain and starvation...I am not here to contest...Nothing pleases me if it nourishes me over the demarcation...Certainly Note...and certainly never

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By Barbara MacDonald on June 01, 2014 at 01:15 pm

I know you were not questioning Uttam, I just had liked what Riginal said ...yes he supplemented... that is what I meant

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By Barbara MacDonald on June 01, 2014 at 02:39 pm

Uttam, I always know the respect that you carry for women...as you have always shown me this...:)

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By Uttam Gill on June 01, 2014 at 08:02 pm

Barb with respect to all...Thank you so much for always being so kind

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By riginal on June 01, 2014 at 08:03 pm

hey you guys lighten up...i wan't alluding to 'taming of the shrew.' 24/7. But if argumentation was abolished completely from our lives then men would be faced with the most heinious of all two word female angst..."i'm bored!" I am going to do a po blog on this as soon as i reno this house. There's so much a woman can do to lift her spirits. If she's single she could invite a handsome guy round to lift her spirits, pour it, or perhaps lift a can of light beer. Now both of you are going to tell me drink is not a solution...last time i looked it was soluble? I only drink on special occasions, for alcohol loosens the tongue and inner thoughts float to the surface of truth,like, "i'm bored!" I'd rather have a hot cup of something you can get yout teeth into...i know this sounds boring but what i do is between sips i have a box of legos and i construct,or try to, the ideal woman. But there always seems to be a vital piece missing. For there is no perfect woman...just perfectly boring men? Maybe i should start thinking outside the square to the nearest rounded off figure? Do women really need men? I find them boring. They just want to talk about how bored the missus gets when they're in their man caves fiddling under the bonnet. Ask not what the menfolk can do for you ladies,ask what you can do to segregate them from the mechanical. Perhaps you could slip a note in a cup of coffee. "verging on boredom,coffee, tea or me?" If she's out of tea and the coffee sits cold,untouched, don't complain.

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