This Bitch's Blog

Oklahoman gayboy spends a lot of time outside Oklahoma

[pandamugger]

cnc cnc, you get put into a laser cutter for….. sexual puproses. #you’re shapes now

[numbersareimaginary]

Isn't there a gif of this

[pandamugger]

well yeah but she’s getting flayed. Being flayed and becoming shapes are VERY different

[numbersareimaginary]

Ribbons are a shape!

[fleshengine]

Hear that my little billet? Mommy's spinning up the tool head. No no, you can't go anywhere. You're all clamped in place and secure. Don't worry, Mommy will take good care of you. I'm turning on the cutting fluid pump, to keep you cool and lubed up. Does it feel good? Say thank you Machinist. Such a good little billet. Now, because you've been so good, Mommy's gonna mill you. I think I'll start by roughing you in, sound good? You're going to be such a good little part when I'm done.

#cnc #cnc dom #cnc domme #cnc play #mill pig #billet rp #galvanized square steel

[havingapoemwithyou]

The Morning After by Ellen Bass

[theegoist]

Francisco José de Goya y Lucientes (Spanish, 1746-1828) - Dios se lo Pague a usted (May God repay you), etching with aquatint and drypoint on laid paper, 17.50 x 21.80 cm (1804)

[punishedsaints]

[transgenderer]

The 19th Century, Met Fifth Avenue

A maiden not fourteen years old, sent visions shining through the trees of angels clad in silver, gold, feels nothing but a blank unease.

A crowd in roan, dappled grey stampeding down the dusty lane. Men fight to keep the beasts at bay, evade the strike of hoof through brain.

Fair Venus floats atop a crest, a putti blows his coiled horn. She captures not with naked breast but gaze which never learned to mourn.

In desolated prairie stands a hooded figure taking care of turkeys pecking at the sands all cast in shadow by the glare.

Four women crawling in the soil as orange sunrise cracks the dawn. They never will be free of toil. The long-dead workers struggle on.

[ihinfuo]

Bozos, bozos all

[thirdity]

“The new, because it cannot take its place in history, is also that which is most ancient: an unhistorical occurrence to which we are called upon to answer as if it were the impossible, the invisible — that which has always long since disappeared beneath ruins.”

— Maurice Blanchot, The Writing of the Disaster

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[aconsilio]

“The secret of the mountain is that the mountains simply exist, as I do myself: the mountains exist simply, which I do not. The mountains have no “meaning,” they are meaning; the mountains are. The sun is round. I ring with life, and the mountains ring, and when I can hear it, there is a ringing that we share. I understand all this, not in my mind but in my heart, knowing how meaningless it is to try to capture what cannot be expressed, knowing that mere words will remain when I read it all again, another day.”

— Peter Matthiessen, The Snow Leopard (via malavermelha)

[max1461]

I'm learning about war and military recently. Did you know the governments of the world are studying how to make huge machines to kill each other with? And we're "each other". Anyway the machines are pretty crazy though some of these go hard

[max1461]

They've devised ways to explode me from hundreds of miles without even thinking about it. Thankfully no ones trying to explode me right now cause I'd be in huge trouble.

[max1461]

ICBMs are old news. That's a missile that's a rocket that they fire into space and it goes around the earth and it has a nuke on it and it comes back down and kills you. They've got nuclear subs that's a submarine underwater with a nuclear power plant on it so it can stay underwater for months and launches missiles with nukes on them that come out of the water anywhere in the world from the submarine and kill you. They've got aircraft carriers that's a boat with an airport on it and the boat is also powered by a nuclear power plant on the boat so it can stay at sea for twenty years and it's full of airplanes that are launched from the boat with a catapult that fly to where you are and launch a missile to kill you. They've got planes that go faster than the speed of sound and in the plane is a rocket which is a missile which launches from the plane and detects its target with infrared and navigates towards the target and has a bomb which explodes and kills you. The missile also goes faster than sound because the plane was already faster than sound and the missile can destroy a target from how far away? Probably hundreds of feet right? No it's hundreds of kilometers. It goes around the curvature of the earth and homes in on you and explodes and kills you. They've got planes that are whole planes they weigh like multiple tons and they go faster than sound and due to their stealth they look smaller than a marble on radar. They look like a square inch on radar so you can't see them coming so they show up undetected and launch a missile which is a rocket which finds you and kills you. They've got bombers which also look like a marble on radar and fly at the edge of space and carry a bomb which is a nuke which they drop and kill you. Each of these machines costs like 100 million dollars to build and ten thousand dollars per hour of operations out of your the tax payers of the worlds pocket and requires a team of guys with tens years of training and top secret knowledge who give sign up to themselves brain permanent damage by flying at too many Gs or live at the bottom of the ocean for months so that the powerful governments of the world can be 100% sure that they could kill you immediately all the time wherever you are. It's great to be this kind of chimpanzee I wonder what things would be like if we were a type of ant.

[aconsilio]

“The secret of the mountain is that the mountains simply exist, as I do myself: the mountains exist simply, which I do not. The mountains have no “meaning,” they are meaning; the mountains are. The sun is round. I ring with life, and the mountains ring, and when I can hear it, there is a ringing that we share. I understand all this, not in my mind but in my heart, knowing how meaningless it is to try to capture what cannot be expressed, knowing that mere words will remain when I read it all again, another day.”

— Peter Matthiessen, The Snow Leopard (via malavermelha)

[jollybelieverwonderland]

[serenity-bitty]

[colormefurious]

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[ihinfuo]

Cooking dinner for my #girlfriend with Woman Warrior by Maxine Hong Kingston in my back pocket #malefeminist

[sirlorence-deactivated20251220]

[polyhexian]

I have a tiny cheesecake I bought at the grocery store.... But I am so comfy... I haven't a fork.... What do I do....

[polyhexian]

How do I eat her

[polyhexian]

[suliqyre]

We go to great lengths to disguise our misery. We are suffering deeply inside, but we do not want to see it or let it be seen. We try to hide it, not just from others, but also from ourselves.

We tell ourselves we are happy when in reality we are suffering. We try to distract ourselves from this reality by whatever means we can find, but mostly by what gives us pleasure. We will do anything to avoid the idea that our way of life is not working and we do not know how to live better. To admit we are suffering feels like a fatal declaration of weakness.

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