subconsious

In the midnight hour, under the lit up neon signs that color and decorate the world,
The face that stares back, it searches...delves deep under the skin.
Uncovering the secrets that you caged, locked up;
Holding back, you let go of the hand and,
Ignore the eyes...the questions they ask, the things they demand,
You let go and hold them in. The vulnerable is you.  Read More »

I've noticed that when people talk about dreams, they usually mean one of two different things, which, after reading a couple of debates, I thought I'd mention. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion of course, which is why I'm posting mine.  Read More »

Is it lust or love? testosterone? 

is it simply the fact that it feels good and it just rocks their socks!?

or are they subconsiously thinking they need to reproduce in order to pass on their genes to as many offspring as they can?  Read More »