As many of you in the BDSM community know, Flagg passed away around 23:10 on 10/06/2009 due to complications after a double organ transplant. At this time, it is my intention to keep this blog up indefinitely as a memorial to my friend, mentor and loyal ally. It is by far the least I can…
“Bow to Mahakali if you see a vulture, a she-jackal, a raven, an osprey, a hawk, a crow or a black cat, saying: ‘O Origin of all, greatly terrifying one, with dishevelled hair, fond of flesh offering, charming one of Kulachara, I bow to you, Shankara’s beloved! ‘ “ “O Mother, even a dullard becomes…
So, progress. Like everything else right now, it’s all agonizingly slow. The most important element is one that has surfaced in a few ways, emerging from different cyphers until even I could no longer ignore it. The depression has rolled back a bit as the pain has eased – still hovering, but no longer defining…
I don’t think I’ve ever felt quite this way before. I want to call people up and make my problems theirs to help me shoulder- but they can’t, and I won’t. I want to call my twin, but she has gone into another life, and our time is done. I want to call my boy,…
I spent some time chasing ghosts. I’m done with that, now. Everybody pays. The check will always come sometime. This is as terrible as it is inevitable. If you spend all your time looking back, you stay stuck where you are. There is no way to reclaim what’s lost, no way to move forward… and…
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