Maverick001
Senior Don Juan
Hello Everyone,
The following may not make much sense because it's going to take shape as I type, so some sundry thoughts...
I stand looking at the future, like an ocean spread out before me - full of hope, promise and adventure. I cannot help but smile.
Behind is all that I have done and foregone to reach where I am now. Regrets? Certainly. Mistakes? Many. But now is the time to let go of all that and chart a new course. No blame or even searching for understanding. No why this or why that. No how come this or how come that. It is what it is. The past cannot be undone but the future beckons.
Isn't it amazing how a great many things are really the search for meaning? But I digress.
I take full responsibility for all my failings and past weakness. No excuses, just an acknowledgement of my accountability.
This imperceptible but nonetheless inexorable impulse brought me here to sosuave. No, that's not right. It was more of a growing mental and emotional gnawing I couldn't fight anymore. No more anger. No more rage. I give in. I yield. All my strength is spent. I won't deny who I am any more.
I am a man. I make no excuses for it and have no explanations to offer to those who want me to be something else.
In my opinion, an AFC is a man who's a prince that's been fooled by the world into thinking he's a frog. Becoming a DJ is not a path of conversion but rather of reversion BACK to manhood because of having to unlearn those habits and perceptions that cause imbalance and misalignment.
This is going to be an amazing undertaking, so I unfurl the sails and take control of the helm as the port slips away behind.
The following may not make much sense because it's going to take shape as I type, so some sundry thoughts...
I stand looking at the future, like an ocean spread out before me - full of hope, promise and adventure. I cannot help but smile.
Behind is all that I have done and foregone to reach where I am now. Regrets? Certainly. Mistakes? Many. But now is the time to let go of all that and chart a new course. No blame or even searching for understanding. No why this or why that. No how come this or how come that. It is what it is. The past cannot be undone but the future beckons.
Isn't it amazing how a great many things are really the search for meaning? But I digress.
I take full responsibility for all my failings and past weakness. No excuses, just an acknowledgement of my accountability.
This imperceptible but nonetheless inexorable impulse brought me here to sosuave. No, that's not right. It was more of a growing mental and emotional gnawing I couldn't fight anymore. No more anger. No more rage. I give in. I yield. All my strength is spent. I won't deny who I am any more.
I am a man. I make no excuses for it and have no explanations to offer to those who want me to be something else.
In my opinion, an AFC is a man who's a prince that's been fooled by the world into thinking he's a frog. Becoming a DJ is not a path of conversion but rather of reversion BACK to manhood because of having to unlearn those habits and perceptions that cause imbalance and misalignment.
This is going to be an amazing undertaking, so I unfurl the sails and take control of the helm as the port slips away behind.