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What Has Happened??!!

Oh my gosh it has been a while since I posted but, this is not about that.

I want to know…..

What has happened to Gorean dance?

What has happened to the beauty personified in a slave dancing?

What has happened to the love of the dance?

What has happened to the raw emotions that are felt when watching a girl dance?

What has happened to the pride in doing your best performance to please the free?

What has happened when your music, words, animations have nothing in common?

What has happened to the humor, in a slave dancing being happy, silly, hoping that the free may laugh and enjoy her dance?

What has happened to the music? When did Gorean musicians play techno, dub, today’s music and have top 40 pop singers….singing…pop tunes?

What has happened to the reason behind the dance?

What has happened to slaves dancing to please the free and instead dancing to please themselves?

What has happened to the knowledge and understanding WHY a slave dances?

What has happened to the culture of Gorean dance?

What has happened to the culture of Gor?

What has happened to Gorean dance?

What has happened?

Karma

 

Merriam Webster’s dictionary defines Karma as:

The force generated by a person’s actions held in Hinduism and Buddhism to perpetuate transmigration and in its ethical consequences to determine the nature of the person’s next existence

 or to put it bluntly
The force created by a person’s actions that is believed in Hinduism and Buddhism to determine what that person’s next life will be like  or
The force created by a person’s actions that some people believe causes good or bad things to happen to that person

 

So umm Pudding, what does this have to do with the cost of tea in China? or even the cost of blackwine in Thentis?

Welp, I am glad that you asked my young padawan.  *laughs*  

The reason I am saying that is because

 

Karma is a biatch.  

Karma is a bigger biatch than you are.

What goes around comes around.

As Bey says…it sucks to be YOU right now….

Chickens do come home to roost.

There is always a day of reckoning.  

I had to add both videos just because the titles of the songs match…What goes around comes around! heehee

Now to what do I owe all these thoughts?????   It doesn’t really matter much now as its all in the past and …. wellllll, just one thing. And this is directed at YOU!  Now, I doubt YOU will see that but if YOU do….then it’s for YOU: When you do wrong by someone it will come bite you in the butt and I hope your ass is big enough to recover.

Calm down, calm down, noo no nooo no, this was not for you… nope not you… of course it was not you, don’t be silly y’all. It’s only for the couple of YOU.  But now…….. as I said earlier   It doesn’t really matter much now as its all in the past and

Don’t cry over spilt Milk

I just had to get in one more *laughs*

 

Now that I have totally confused all of you, I have one more thing to say….

 

That is all for now………

 

 

 

 

Inspired

I have been inspired I guess you can say. Looking at all of Juls blogs have really inspired me to try again to get back into blogging. But sadly the same issue comes forth. WHAT to write about? I sort of want it to be meaningful, insightful, to give you the reader that WOW factor.  sooooooooooo  I thought and thought and guess what?  Still the same thing, I sit down and well, sort of plan to write something but then.. BLAM. My mind switches, but that is how most of my blogs and actually come to think of it, my conversations go.

So I am going to get back into writing, it was suggested that since I do explore so many places to just write about that. hmmm, that is a possibility. But what is weighing on my mind now is Gorean Slaves.  *Gasp*   Yea, I know right! Whatever do you mean Pudding?

Well, just this, when and why are slaves being sometimes treated as a free? And where are the real Gorean sims.  Now thinking about those two things, they are actually two different types of blog, but hey! That is how my mind is thinking the day after daylight savings time!

Where is the Gorean sim, that has Masters actually acting like Masters. Now I am not saying for the men to beat on their chests “ME MASTER….YOU SLUT…YOU SEX ME NOW!” umm No. Those are the newbie Masters. {rofl}  But where are the Masters that actually have enough balls to discipline a slave that is not there own. * Which goes back to my other question? Slaves having what they will and will not do in their profiles. Umm guess what chika you are a slave. If you don’t like it, go to a non Gorean sim. “I will FTB or TP out with no r/p in 15 minutes”  Really???  So then you being a slave is not about wanting to serve the free, its about you wanting to get your slap and tickle game on, then leave.

Guess what slaves? This is an important service announcement, its not all about you. Really it isn’t. If you want it to be all about you go to the hottest BDSM screw me, scene over, find a different person to screw sim.  Being a slave is about your owner. * Now that also goes to the Owners/Masters, who are scared to say anything in local to their slave for fear of not getting the nookie that night. Knock knock!   Yo! Master dude! Guess what! YOU are the Master not your slave. hmmm why did Maury mixed with Oprah come into my mind. “YOU are not the Master!”  “YOU get a slave” YOU get a slave” “YOU are not the Master” “YOU…You…YOU are NOT the Master”  (shakes head okay I’m back now)  Were you saying that in the Oprah voice “you get a car…you get a car…you you you get a car LOL”  Okay I am really back now.

But the question still remains, where are the Real Good Gorean Sims.  I was actually talking to my Master the other day about something close to this. When you say this sim is BTB, or this or that is BTB. What actually does that mean?  John Norman said one thing in Book one, then by the time book 15 came around he totally changed his mind. So when is BTB actually BTB and who’s interpretation are you using?  10 different people can read 1 think and get 15 different ideas from it. So when a sim is stating they are BTB, it might not be what you think is BTB. So then, what is a BTB sim?

How about having a place that is just a Gorean sim?  Yea some will call it lifestyle but isn’t that what we do on any sim. Live the life of a FM, a FW, a FC, a slave? Living the life = lifestyle, just depends on how deep you want to take it. Do you want to scratch the service or do you really want to dig down deep into the culture?  That’s something to think about, ya know?

I totally got off of what I was planing to say. *laughs* but I am not shocked. So Masters, if you are on a Gorean sim, and you see a slave, there for say a week or two even, without any hint of a Master, what do you do?   Just because there is a tag above her head saying someones name does that mean you cant touch?  But wait!!  Remember people did not wear tags above their head in Gor.

*Thumb tack again*

Wouldn’t it just be totally cool, if they could make the sims, to when you land on it, your name tag vanishes, your profile vanishes, your ‘title’ vanishes. The only thing is you, the person. And then you would have to walk around and actually talk to people to get to know who they are, what they are, what restrictions the slaves actually have. Don’t you realize how much more people would interact with each other?   A slave is walking around, she is beautiful, you want a drink, food, maybe more. You would actually have to talk to the slave. And on the flip side, the slave would actually have to talk and act as a slave when speaking. Her “tag and profile” wont announce she is owned, she is restricted, she is white silk, red silk, first girl, last girl, nothing.  Ohh the Free would have to come out of their homes and speak to people. Now I just thought of eliminating IM’s but they may be necessary, but I wonder if there was a way it could be restricted or something. I don’t know, I will have to work on my imaginary sim a little bit more. But come on now! Admit it!  That would be so flipping cool, just having to talk to people to find out who they are.

*takes out the thumbtack and tries to remember the though line she was on*

OH Yea, Masters seeing slaves. A lot of girls are not owned, but say they are just to be able to go onto a sim and decide if they want to play. But what if slaves were slaves and free were free. Hmmm interesting thought actually.  *sighs* What was the original idea for this blog anyhow?  I don’t know.

But my mind is now a total blank. soooooooo you know whats next.

 

That’s all for now…………  Nope not yet.  LOL I did say I was going to try to do a travel blog, but I have no brain so I will just show you the two pictures I took today. That is if I remember how to add them…..*sets the timer*

How long will I wait …….. forever

Will wait forever

How long will I wait ……. forever

This is where I took these two pictures, just went to the landing spot. I have more from here on my flicker page.

Visit this location at Sordid Affair – Grace Island in Second Life

Waiting through the night

Through the still of the night, I will wait for you

Okay, I am not saying HOW LONG it took for me to remember how to do this *laughs*  But I will say …..

That is all ………

Really? No, for real??

13:29] Second Life: Incoming message from [name withheld, owner of the Sim]
[13:29] Autoresponse sent
[13:30]  [name withheld, owner of the Sim]: I see you are all in Kar now.
[13:32] [name withheld, owner of the Sim]: good timing, the houe rental ran out earlier today.
[13:33]  [name withheld, owner of the Sim]: You have been ejected from ‘Port Haifa slaves’ by [name withheld, owner of the Sim]
[13:34]  [name withheld, owner of the Sim]: You have been ejected from ‘Port Haifa residents’ by [name withheld, owner of the Sim].
[15:34] Pudding (Devine Teardrop): Well thank you  [name withheld, owner of the Sim] for making that decision for me. I was visiting other sims because I did not feel comfortable at PH lately and you reinforced my decision. I wish you a wonderful year and hope everything you wish for comes to fruition.
[15:36]  [name withheld, owner of the Sim]: it was clear you hated it here, never had a good word to say.. I hope Kar is more suited to your RP needs.
[15:37] Pudding (Devine Teardrop): You are allowed to think that you wish, but I do know the truth. I did not hate it there, if I did, I would not have stayed there since January. But no need to throw mud, I am sincere in hoping PH does well. I wish you well.

And why am I not saying that persons name? Because that person is not here to defend themselves even though I am sure positive that person, will not do the same for me. And also that person is rather spiteful and would probably find a way to use this against me. So that is why that person is [name withheld, owner of the Sim] 

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Now see this is interesting, I remember ranting and venting about Port Haifa back in September. But I am not one to throw dirty laundry out in the streets, especially since I am in the house. BUT seeing as how I am no longer in the house I guess its okay.  So, let me tell you what transpired. Now for a while that sim was totally dead. I could be on there for hours on end, and nobody would be there. But did I say anything negative about it to anybody? NO! I would bring it up in the council meetings during the OOC part of the meetings and well express my opinion.

I have come to find out that, its not a good thing to express your opinion. For a while PH had, *counts on her fingers* three owners, then there were umm five, now there are six. Yes Six owners for one sim. Which may not seem that bad, but the six owners bicker, which is bad. But I’m rambling as I usually do. Now, I would be on that sim alone for hours, sometimes with a few of the other slaves again alone. How alone? Alone enough for me to bring out my toys and ride around the sim on a bosk, on a gyro copter, in a truck. I even Tp’d the sim once, just because I was bored to tears being the only one on there.

I know you are saying, Pudding? are you serious, do you have proof. Umm well Yes, I do. Now remember what was said above, “[15:36] [name withheld, owner of the Sim]: it was clear you hated it here, never had a good word to say”  So since I hated PH soooo much, I had created a PH flicker page months ago. And yes she knew about it, and yes so did a lot of the people there.  Now, at the time it was restricted to pictures from PH only. But this is by someone who never had a nice thing to say and hated it. Pfft, Right! I hated this sim so much I spent time and energy creating and promoting a flicker page for Port Haifa.  Oh yeah, the proof is in the Pudding. (pun not intended, well maybe so)

And don’t worry, they vanished after a few minutes of tossing them out. But to have the balls, to say that I never had a kind thing to say, never liked it there, Is an utter Lie.  And I have my own reasoning behind the lie. But I may get to that later depending on if I’m still venting

So those TP pictures show that the sim can be empty at times, and did I poof away like everybody else when no one was there. Nope. But WAIT PUDDING, you may say, the could be just not online.  Yes my young one, that is true, which is why I would check the group to see who was online.  LO AND BEHOLD, there were people online. Gasp!!!!!!

But now here is some more “proof” It takes time to get a picture to look just right, and someone that does not care about the sim will not do that, So below, a few pictures of the large sim wide r/p when the fire happened in the dance pavilion.  I wanted an “after” look so I spent a while looking for the right lighting to give it that next day smoky haze look.

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The Great Fire

Causalities of the fire> A Master and two slaves being treated by the physician at the time.  okay, okay yeah, the slut in pink is me. Even in a fire, this slave needs her pink!

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The Great fire

Now again a picture that took a while to get just right. But again I ask this is taken by someone who never liked the place. hmmm

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Just a nice image

So I dislike the place so much I even took a gang of pictures of the valentines day dance and gave it to one of the owners. The only one I am posting is below, the rest are on the flicker page. Which had a name change a few weeks back.

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OOC Valentine’s Day 2015 Dance

The reason for the name change was that I grew tired of deleting pictures from other places all the while kindly reminding the citizens of Haifa that we had a flicker page for them to use. And yes, some did use and posted great pictures.  But after realizing that it was turning into a pudding posting page, I opened it up and changed the name to “Gorean Life in Second Life”  and how can you tell that it originally was a group from PH? Well because, even though I did try, you cant change the web page name. So it will always be  https://www.flickr.com/groups/port_haifa/pool/with/21745534509/

Now I would like to take the port haifa name out but I can’t so … oh well.

So, back to up top. [name withheld, owner of the Sim] said that since we all were in Port Kar it was okay for her to eject us. Now, I did not have any Port Kar groups in my profile, but does it really matter? There are many people within Haifa with other groups in their profile, heck I was seeing some of the same people in Port Kar when I would visit, with houses in Port Haifa. hmmm imagine that!  So that person was looking through mine, my chain sisters and my Masters profile to see what groups we belong to?  Are you really that petty that you only want Port Haifa groups to be listed? Or is it that you are that insecure? hmm as I am writing I am beginning to wonder.

But I have a feeling that all of this stems from the fact that my Master likes to speak his mind, always respectful but will not be bullied into silence.  Ohhh did I say the Bully word?  You mean there is one of those in the great teaching sim of PH. Ummm yep. And due to Pudding having a Master who encourages her to use her mind and speak her mind, I have I think caused that bully to get slightly offended. Because I don’t cower down when the Great and powerful Oz speaks. {no the bully is not named Oz, but I had a Wizard of Oz flashback there}  So I spoke my mind to the bully and the bully didnt like it. Now the same bully likes to puff out its chest and try to intimidate others with its great expanse of knowledge. *sighs* sorry bully my Master isn’t afraid of you and neither am I.  Which is why that bully and its crew must have been looking for a great reason to give the boot.

After that last blow out at the OOC council meeting, and I stress OOC because I think its only considered OOC if it abides by their thoughts. Wait…wait.. getting off topic here. After the last meeting, I did not step foot on that sim, and was not going to unless I was at my Masters boots. Personally I don’t think there was anything wrong with that, but I guess so.

Okay so again up top [13:32] [name withheld, owner of the Sim]: good timing, the houe rental ran out earlier today.   Now, the rental ran out earlier today….today. There used to be a grace period, there was a time when the rent was 3 or 4 days past due, because my Master was out of town I think, well it was something. That person did not have an issue, just waited till it was paid. Now not only did [name withheld, owner of the Sim] kick me/us out of the groups BUT returned everything in the house. For the rent running out earlier today. ……….. Whateverrrrrrrrrr……

So, I still feel the need to vent, and one more thing to get off my chest. This BTB madness that they quote so much. I have come to realize that BTB only applies to their {the powers that be} thoughts and ideas. Ohh thumbtack here, to switch topics. Did you know that the main thing is we need more r/p? We need more r/p. And everytime I tried to do something it was rejected. The first one was not even started by me. Someone kur type thing was running around the sim leaving notes. So I said to myself “hey Pudding, this may be fun to get into” so, I did. By the way, the proof is in the pudding, pictures of the beginning of that r/p is on flicker also. Where was I? Oh yeah, so just when I’m getting into it, it is brought up in the OOC council part of the meeting. “That is an invalid r/p” “Kur would not be in the Port” ” Well anybody can participate but I will not” [said by an owner] then of course others co-signed and jumped on the bandwagon. So ‘splain somethin Lucy, if owners AND council members say they are not going to participate in a r/p, do you really and I mean REALLY think that anybody else is?  Neither do I and it died out.

Another example I have a bosk that I ride around, when I’m bored. [yep proof is in the pudding’s flicker page lol]  And [name withheld, owner of the Sim] told me a long time ago that it would be funny if when riding around there were bosk poop. Even gave me a transferable one that had flies around it. Yea, it was pretty cool. So fast forward months and months and I’m riding my bosk around and even r/p’d with a Master [who is no longer there] about my bosk being sick., well not MY bosk, since slaves can’t own anything, I said my Masters bosk, was sick and I was out walking it to make it feel better and dropped poop all over the sim. Thinking that it would be a good opening for so many different ways to r/p.  Such as a slave getting in trouble and having to pick it up, A FW stepping in it, umm wondering which bosk was sick and was it loose, or was it even a bosk maybe something else. Sounds simple right? Well I log in and find it all returned and a message from [name withheld, owner of the Sim] stating that a lot of people were complaining about the noise of the flys, so they were ALL returned to me. Again talk-a-lot Pudding brought it up in the meeting and I apologized for irritating people but I just wanted to start some r/p. Then [name withheld, owner of the Sim] remembered that that person made it and said sure go ahead and put it all back. Other citizens started saying ohh we can r/p this.. blah blah blah. Did I put it back , heck no.  Don’t try to chew me out then suddenly remember you created it and want me to place it back out.

Shoots, I forgot what i was fussing about *scrolls up to see where the thumbtack left off* Oh yea BTB only applies to them. Is it BTB to have metal trash cans? You know the kind I mean, the shiny metal ones that the garbage men pick up weekly? yea those ones. Is it BTB to have a dunk tank [no matter how much fun I had playing with it] on your sim for a BTB celebration?  Is it common BTB to have so many flipping people change their castes? Yes I know that is by the book, but if I remember correctly most were proud of what they were and didn’t change it like they change their underwear. But whatever I was going to say I don’t remember.

NOW THIS IS IMPORTANT. Don’t get me wrong with all the fussing I was doing there are some REALLY REALLY GREAT people at Port Haifa. I am not sim bashing, just expressing my opinion, as usual. But again I must say this there are some REALLY GREAT people there, that none of my rant applies to.

So, like I always say when I’m venting, if you think this applies to you, then maybe it does, or maybe you may be guilty of some of the things. If you think it does not apply to you, it may not. I think I am done ranting, I had more to say, but just had a quick convo In-world with one of the GOOD peeps from PH and it sort of took all the wind out of my sails, but since this is my blog, I can always do another one if i get riled up again. 🙂 🙂

Sooooooooo, as I always say……….

That is all ……………

I just don’t get it.

thats not how it works

I mean, really, I don’t get it. Can anybody explain it to me?That’s not how it works.

Because this kajira is just lost. That’s not how any of this works.

It really really makes no sense. Why claim you want to be somewhere, something, someone, but then you don’t act like you want to be there, do that thing or be that person?  I don’t get it.  A kajira is supposed to be kind, decent … gasps… even nice, and ……clutches her pearls to her chest in horror … Talk to people.

I am really tired of censoring myself, to spare your feeling, but you don’t consider mine.  I know I am talking in circles, but I just want to get this off my chest without it blowing up.  And since I’m on the subject of getting things off my chest,  “That’s not how it works”   What makes a person feel the need to turn away? How many IM’s must be sent? How many times must I TP in just to get a word.  I wish for a day, where we are allowed to say whatever we want and nobody is allowed to get butt hurt over it.   

I know that video is about Black opps but the chorus fits… Why are you butt hurt? So damn butt hurt. Stop acting butt hurt, butt hurtt…”

Okay… enough negativity… getting things off your chest makes you feel better.

That is all …………

Friends

Let the Lyrics speak for themselves. (( had to take it back to the 80s ))

*Friends
How many of us have them?
Friends
Ones we can depend on
Friends
How many of us have them?
Friends
Before we go any further, lets be
Friends*

Is a word we use everyday
Most the time we use it in the wrong way
Now you can look the word up, again and again
But the dictionary doesn’t know the meaning of friends

And if you ask me, you know, I couldn’t be much help
Because A friend is somebody you judge for yourself
Some are ok, and they treat you real cool
But some mistake kindness for bein a fool

We like to be with some, because they’re funny
Others come around when they need some money
Some you grew up with, around the way
And you’re still real close too this very day

Homeboys through the Summer, Winter, Spring and Fall
And then there’s some we wish we never knew at all
And this list goes on, again and again
But these are the people that we call friends

When we first went out together, we barely knew each other
We had no intentions, on becoming lovers
But in no time at all, you became my girl
Me and you, one on one, against the world
Talkin on the telephone for hours at a time
Or else I was at your house, or you was at mine
Then came the arguements and all kinds of problems
Besides making love, we had nothing in common
It couldn’t last long because it started out strong
But I guess we went about the whole thing wrong
Cause out of nowhere it just came to an end
Because we became lovers before we were friends

*Friends
How many of us have them?
Friends
Ones we can depend on
Friends
How many of us have them?
Friends
Before we go any further, let’s be
Friends*

You say you and your girlfriend were so tight
You took her out with you and your guy one night
She even had a set of keys to your home
And you shared mostly everything you owned

But as she shook your hand, she stole your man
And it was done so swift, it had to be a plan
Couldn’t trust her with cheese, let alone your keys
With friends like that you dont need enemies

You wonder how long it was all going on
And your still not sure if your man is gone
You say, well if she took him he was never mine
But deep inside you know thats just another lie

And now you’re kinda cold to the people you meet
Cause of something that was done to you by some creep
But nevertheless, I’ll say it again
That these are the people that we call friends

*Friends
How many of us have them?
Friends
Before we go any further, lets be
Friends*

*Friends
How many of us have them?
Friends
One’s we can depend on
Friends
How many of us have them?
Friends
Before we go any further, lets be
Friends*

*Friends
How many of us have them?
Friends
One’s we can depend on
Friends
How many of us have them?
Friends
Before we go any further, lets be
Friends*

A Wandering and Wondering Kajira

Once upon a time, a long time ago, in a far away land… Isn’t that how most fairy tales start?  Welp, too bad this is not a fairy tale. Fairy tale always have a happy ending with the prince riding in on a white horse to save them.. ya know.. sometimes even as a child that irritated me. *laughs* I was a tomboy, because I used to wonder why did it have to be a white horse, why couldn’t it be a horse like Little Joe had on Bonanza. (( and no, I am not dating myself…I watched reruns ))

I got off track…..The old saying is true,,,… things that irritate a person most are probably things they do themselves, I knew it about myself, but I wonder if others know it about themselves. Still off track..

This Kajira donned her earth clothes, really until my Master finds us a new home, I guess I could call them my regular clothes…but still like silks better.  So I donned my clothes shaking my head as I closed the front door and went poooooof into time and space. Visiting quite a few places before deciding to re-visit a place.

This Sim is something totally awesome H22O I previously posted pictures from my first visit, but oh well, I took them again.  Plus that place is the kind of spot that will make you wonder and think, and during all that wondering and thinking and snapping and thinking and wandering, I came to a conclusion that its time to stop letting people walk all over me. It’s time I stand up for myself. Whats good for the goose is good for the gander *smiles* easier said than done. This girl does not like stress, drama or conflict, too much makes me physically ill, so 9.9 times out of 10 I usually back away.  BUT something needs to change….. hmm a song just popped into my head.

Tonight will be a 2 blog night….smiles…….I just need to find the lyrics of that song, its an old 80’s song.  But back to the sim..  If you have not been, you should…. its a good place to be alone.

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Pondering

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The landing point, go through the portal to get to the sim

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That girl sanding there looks sad

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 Sometimes the best way to think is on your knees.

 

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I wonder what drove her to this place?

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Time for ????

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 Running away from or running toward ???

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That is all ……..

To Jump or Not To Jump …. That is the question.

JUMP

Ya might as well JUMP. Go head and JUMP. 

“Jump”

I get up, and nothing gets me down.
You got it tough. I’ve seen the toughest around.
And I know, baby, just how you feel.
You’ve got to roll with the punches to get to what’s real
Oh can’t you see me standing here,
I’ve got my back against the record machine
I ain’t the worst that you’ve seen.
Oh can’t you see what I mean ?
Might as well jump. Jump !
Might as well jump.
Go ahead, jump. Jump !
Go ahead, jump.
Aaa-ohh Hey you ! How said that ?
Baby how you been ?
You say you don’t know, you won’t know until we begin.
Well can’t you see me standing here,
I’ve got my back against the record machine
I ain’t the worst that you’ve seen.
Oh can’t you see what I mean ?
Might as well jump. Jump !
Go ahead, jump.
Might as well jump. Jump !
Go ahead, jump.
BUT JUMP TO WHAT?????
Conclusions? I am good at doing that but its okay. Even though I JUMP to conclusions, I don’t act on them.. well not right away…. well not all the time.  But SL is a wonderful place. Anything can happen and it be an “oops accident” and you JUMPED to the wrong conclusions. or  It can be an “oops my bad, my fault” and you JUMPED to a different wrong conclusion. But sometimes one might over think something and JUMP to the right conclusion first, but then keep thinking and JUMP to the wrong one.
If you want more….more…. more… then JUMP
What is pudding trying to say as she rambles on and on and sips on her drink? [thank you my Master, that 2nd one was yummy].  Well a lot without trying to say to much. I sit here taking another sip because my fingers wont write what my mind is thinking? Why? Because for some stupid reason just in case I JUMPED to the wrong conclusion, I don’t wish to hurt anybody’s feelings.
JUMP around…. JUMP  around… JUMP up and get down
I wonder though, why should I care? I can be like everybody else and say, “that’s not what I meant” or “It came out the wrong way”….. Well this really was a lot of nothing because before I JUMP to conclusions I want to find out the facts  …. .
Are you ready to JUMP?  Get ready to JUMP. Don’t ever look back oh  baby!!!!
and I cant find anymore JUMP songs. AND the more pudding sips the more pudding talks LOL
That is all……..

When Good Visits go Bad

Tonight was going to be a fun night. My Master gave me permission to visit and explore Earth, and I had plenty of time to find a place to visit. So search opened up and this Kajira started looking.

Yes!!! Found a new spot to visit, It is a Sim called OTIUM – Leisure & Laziness.

So you know I had to take some photos.

 

love the writing in the sand

love the writing in the sand

Just relaxing

Just relaxing

Looking out over the water at the ship, wonders if it still works

Looking out over the water at the ship, wonders if it still works

Where is the starter, does it need gas?

Where is the starter, does it need gas?

not working but look good sailing

not working but look good sailing

Reserved for whom? Pudding?

Reserved for whom? Pudding?

There is a cute village

There is a cute village

Had to jump to see the view

Had to jump to see the view

Nice convo with a resident of the village until ....

Nice convo with a resident of the village until ….

My happiness beforehand in the plaza

My happiness beforehand in the plaza

 

After playing along the beach, I saw that there was a little village, and well this girl went exploring even more. It is the cuuuuutest place. It could almost look like a tiny Gorean village. So I walked around and found myself in the plaza and started having a nice conversation with a resident of the town. Sounds all good right? Well it was until, this guy kept hawking his friends store. Saying come visit.. she is an artist … come visit.  He started out being sorta rude because he interrupted the conversation.

So I told him that I would come visit soon. That held him off for about 5 minutes, then he started up again. So still being nice I tell him high pressure sales don’t work on me.

Then he starts going off on me, in Spanish no less. So I put on one of those crappy translators, and saw the word “whore” ……. Screeeeeeeeeeeetch. Stop WHAT!!!!  All I said was stop pressuring me. Then he kept going on and on and on. His friend the store owner, kept trying to apologize to for him. I couldn’t take it so I said farewell to the resident and went home.

His friend sent another IM saying he was tired an apologized again for him, I told her no apologies were needed from her, but only from him.  I was not taking any chances so I send my Master a message about what was going on. During that time she sent ANOTHER IM saying he wanted me to come there so he could explain. I politely declined saying he can speak with my Master, I really didn’t want to be bothered with him. I was ____ this __ close to searching on the internet on how to curse in Spanish. LOL

I figure that was the end, of It so I started writing this blog.. Guess what. Now his annoying self sends me an IM all in Spanish. Duuude. I dont speak Spanish, and he must have been misspelling some words because free translation dot com did not translate correctly. I asked him in IM to please leave me alone, stop IM’ing me. Did he NO…..I just logged off and now am going to bed irritated instead of relaxed as I should have been at the end of my exploring. Ughsss, I have nothing further, Its bed time.

 

That is all. …..

Say Something or do something. Your choice

 

Sometimes your thoughts move from one thing to another. I was sitting at the waters edge just looking over the water waiting for the sun to rise and started thinking. Its been a couple of weeks now that my Master has moved us from Tarnsport and being away from things and having a moment to yourself enables you to see things more clearly.

good morning_001

good morning 2_001

good morning 3_001

good morning 4_001

 

What is the old saying actions speak louder than words?

I am thinking that may be true. The word “Word” is defined as: (1) :  a speech sound or series of speech sounds that symbolizes and communicates a meaning usually without being divisible into smaller units capable of independent use (2) :  the entire set of linguistic forms produced by combining a single base with various inflectional elements without change in the part of speech elements  or to put it simply:  a sound or combination of sounds that has a meaning and is spoken or written or  a brief remark or conversation : something that a person says.

Action is defined as  a function of the body or one of its parts …  the accomplishment of a thing usually over a period of time, in stages, or with the possibility of repetition …  an actor’s or speaker’s deportment or expression by means of attitude, voice, and gesture

Actions speak louder than words = What you do is more significant than what you say. 

What does all this mean? What is pudding talking about? It goes back to the blog below, how pudding came about. So sitting here thinking  I got to wondering and thinking, thinking over what has happened in the past, thinking over my life. Seeing actions and hearing words. Sometimes it is best if you remain quiet and let others talk, their words will prove their actions.

How can you say one thing, but yet do another? How can you act one way yet your words don’t match?  Hindsight is 20/20 and looking back I wonder how you can live the life but not understand it, accept it and be down right disrespectful to mine?

 

Sometimes one line in a song means so much. Maybe even taken out of context of the song, but while sitting and thinking, I heard just one line in this song….and well, it just fits.

 

That is all………..

 

From Devine to Pudding …What is in a name

SPECIAL NEWS BULLETIN: ANNOUNCEMENT: BREAKING NEWS or however else it wants to be said

Two posting within a few minutes… yes… Why? Because this just needed to be said and for the past few weeks, it has been bothering me quite a bit.

This kajira’s is now known by Pudding, Devine is gone, in the past. Devine does not exist anymore.

I was given a new name, not one of my choosing and not by my choice. But for some reason, it seems that even though people change their names in SL all the time, for some strange reason, some individuals cannot understand that I was given a new name. Yes, Devine has been around since 2008. I gave myself that name Devine well, simply because I liked it, The double meaning in that one word was enjoyable to me. Devine is her name and yet she is simply divine.  … BUT …   My Master met me as Devine, knew me as Devine, bought me as Devine, then named me Pudding.  I will give you a new name.” She nodded, miserably. Her old name, her old identity, had been taken from her forever. Her new name, though in sound the same, was not her old. Between them there was a difference of worlds, a gulf wider than the dividing planets. Her old name had been hers as a free person, publicly registered, legally certified, historically identified with her throughout her life, until her capture by slavers. It had been a proud, intimate possession, giving her pleasure and dignity. It had ennobled her. It has served, with other properties, to distinguish her as a precious person, a unique individual, among all others on the planet Earth. When asked who she was, it was with that name that she would answer. That was who she was. Then that name was taken from her. She was only an animal in bondage. Her name might be changed, or altered, as often as a Master wished. Indeed, he need not even give her a name. Changing a girl’s name, or taking it away, are common modes of Gorean slave.”   Hunters of Gor – Page 225

Not to start a big issue but, don’t use the excuse “well we are OOC so I call you Devine” What if I decided to change my display name would you still call me by that? Why insist on calling me by that name? Then if its OOC’ly at least call me by what I say my name is.

But OOC or IC, I am a slave.  “A slave is an animal, sensuous and beautiful, marked as property, and has a name only on the sufferance of her Master…. Rogue of Gor Pg.170

Through knowledge comes understanding. And this is what I understand: “In the eyes of Goreans, and Gorean law, the slave is an animal. She is not a person, but an animal. She has no name, saving what her master might choose to call her. She is without caste. She is without citizenship. She is simply an object, to be bartered, or bought or sold. She is simply an article of property, completely, nothing more.”  Hunters of Gor – Page 148.   My Master calls me Pudding.   “What is your name?” I asked the girl. “A slave has no name,” she said. “You may give me one if you wish.” Outlaw of Gor – Page 196  My Master calls me Pudding.

I could take this on a whole new level, that not only are you annoying me by not calling me by my name, but disrespecting my Master as He gave it to me. Again, especially if it not an issue for you to call other slaves by their new names. Now, I think I need to stop right here, and take a break as I am starting to get irritated, just thinking about it.  Just a quick sidebar here: the “you” are the ones that choose to call me Devine on a continuous basis either IC or OOC, but do so KNOWING my name is Pudding.  The “you” probably don’t even read this blog but if they do, then its about YOU. If you are unsure…then its probably NOT about You. *grins*

Yes, I am stopping myself right in my tracks. Time for me to stop and relax and get a pedicure…… so…. as usual

 

That is all………….

Why ask why? Better yet? Why tha hating?

Ya know, sometimes you read a blog and wanna comment on it only to find out the writer of the original blog did not like what you said, so they deleted it. NOW… I had to re-write and I don’t remember what I said. So even through sleepy and supposed to be going to bed (grins) I had to just type up something.. just on G.P.

So, In case it gets deleted again…I figured I would post it here. Now Ill leave out the name of the original blogger, ’cause it doesn’t matter. ;p I just wanted what I had to say in print. Ohh and found this live recording of this song. Enjoy!!!

“Gee, now you are making sure your comments are to your liking before you post them…. shaking my head. But I will state this reply again……the apology was not given via chat. The apology was given over the air shortly after the judges met with the administrator after the contest. Ohh and gasp………there were people on the sim that shouted out they heard the correction and congratulated the girl that was given the correct placing. But I am sure you will delete this comment as you did the first one. And I will say this again……you are allowed to have your feeling..your thoughts, your observations, your opinions….you know that silly stuff our constitution says you have the right to talk about??? Yea that one.. And I will say as I did in the post you deleted, that I will continue coming back to your blog because I enjoy reading some of the things you post. GASPS again………. dare I say something nice even when I don’t agree with you??????? It can happen. So… really don’t remember what I put on that first blog. but it must have been good for you to delete it. I will just use the silly little constitution to say what I want to say on MY little blog with MY thoughts MY feelings MY observations MY OPINIONS… Welp as usual, its late and tomorrow is a work day………so off to bed……maybe.”

That is all!

Shaking My Head

I had to go allll the way back to the 80’s to find the perfect song to fit my mood. Now, I’m not going to say if I heard it when it came out or just on youtube. Not giving my age away that quickly. Bwahaahaahaa …..

Disclaimer here: This is such an 80’s video. It made NOOOOO sense whatsoever. I watched it two times and hmmm what can you say, it was 1985.. Okay yes.. I had to look up the year it was made, so sue me.

But the reason for shaking my head and the song, is in the title of the song and the lyrics…
And I was really going to do a good kajira post today, because a lot is going on. But nooo I saw a bookmark I had not visited in a while so I decided to go there. WRONG MOVE. So out the window goes Devine’s good kajira post and in comes Devine shaking her head.

Now where was I, Oh yeah, As I said above the reason for this blog is in the title and lyrics. “You talk too much… you never shut up.” Hey I should add them, so if anybody wonders if this song is about them they can read and watch. And if they see themselves in it, well……. ’nuff said. hmmmm but if they are talking so much and not stopping they might not realize its about them and probably think the song is about someone else. Ummmmm nope, nada nein, niet, nej, non, degil, nem, não, hayır, or just plain No. It’s for you.. yea you.. right there… no not you, the one right …. over … there.

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“You Talk Too Much”
Run DMC

Shut up!!!

You talk too much…
You talk too much…
You talk too much…
You talk too much…

Hey! You over there, I know about your kind
You’re like the Independent Network News on Channel 9
Everywhere that you go, no matter where you at
I said you talk about this, and you talk about that
When the cat took your tongue, I say you took it right back
Your mouth is so big, one bite would kill a Big Mac

You talk too much You never shut up
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never shut up

You talk about people, you don’t even know
And you talk about places, you NEVER go
You talk about your girl, from head to toe
I said your mouth’s moving fast, and your brain’s moving slow

You talk too much You never shut up!!
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never shut up

You’re the instigator, the orator of the town
You’re the worst when you converse, just a big mouth clown
You talk when you’re awake, I heard you talk when you sleep
Has anyone ever told you, that talk is cheap

You talk too much You never shut, up!!
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!!

Talking is the one thing, that you can do best
You told the cavity creeps, to watch out for Crest
You never have the story, right and exact
And then you always try to bore me, with your yakkity yak

You talk too much And then you never shut up
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!!

Everyday you are out fighting someone in the street
And you’re always fighting someone you know ya can’t beat
Then you wonder how, you got in this mess
Just think of what you said, then take a guess

You talk too much You never shut up!
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!!

You’re always spreading rumors, whether bad or good
You’re the damn Walter Cronkite of the neighborhood
The Barbara Walters, and the Howard Cosell
You always come around, with a story to tell

You talk too much And then you never shut up
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!!

Said it’s everybody’s business that you love to mind
And talkin to you, is like dropping a dime
You’re spreading the word, like it is your job
You should be a stool pigeon, who works for the mob

You talk too much And you never shut up
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never shut up!

A big blabbermouth, that’s what you are
If you were a talk show host, you’d be a star
I said your mouth is big, size extra large
And when you open it, it’s like my garage

You talk too much And then you never shut up
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never shut up

You always like to gossip, just like a girl
You talk so damn much, it’s outta this world
When you’re reincarnated, in your second life
You won’t be a man, you’ll be a nagging wife

You talk too much Then you never shut up
He said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!!

SHUT UP!!!
SHUT UP!!!

Twenty-five hours, eight days a week
Thirteen months outta year, is when you speak
I’m tired of listening to the garbage you talk
Why don’t you find a short pier, and take a long walk

You talk too much Then you never shut up!
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!!
You talk too much You could be, out of breath
You talk too much Man you naggin me to death
You talk too much Tired of hearing you speak
You talk too much Eight days a week
You talk too much Then you never shut up
I said you talk too much Why don’t you ever SHUT UP!!!
You talk too much Then you never shut up!
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!!

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Welp… its daylight savings time and I need my hour of sleep that I’m losing. So….. That is all.