Desire&Loneliness (Possibly triggering)

Discussion in 'Rants, Musings and Ideas' started by Krem, Oct 17, 2010.

  1. Krem

    Krem Well-Known Member

    When it is late as it is now, and I am tired, I feel the urge to go to sleep. But my mind would make it even sweeter, giving me images which show me happiness, comfort, and joy..

    I am held up, as either a twink or a girl, as my boyfriend would hold me. He would wrap me up in a blanket, snug and warm, and he would make me feel secure.
    I sit on a couch next to him, and slowly but surely my body goes lower on his, until I am lying over his lap, his hand is on my head, absent-mindedly patting and stroking my hair, as I fall asleep.
    We sit on a bed, facing each other, legs wrapped around each other, and arms holding each other tight. No words are spoken; all that we need is each other's warmth, as we rest our heads on the other's shoulder.
    It's in the winter. We're in a cabin. There's no soul to be seen, no other indicator that anyone but us exist. The sky is a deep black, with stars shining, and the northern lights fill the sky. We sit outside, wrapped in blankets, my hand in his, my head on his shoulder. We gaze at the sky, and hours pass. The tempature is well below freezing, but we keep each other warm.
    It's the same cabin. The sky is pitch-black, the air is cool and refreshing. Snowflakes slowly glide down, gently covering the land in snow. We sit inside, the hearth is burning, and we watch the night pass. He sits on the sofa, and I rest my head on his lap, half-asleep.

    ...but then, I actually go to sleep. I am alone, my room is cold, my bed is cold, and all I have to look for is another day of the same emptiness, another day of watching other people hold hands, hug, or even just smile at each other. I'd cry if I could.
  2. Domo

    Domo Well-Known Member

    I day dream a lot about stuff like this. Make up some kind of world in my head that's better then the real deal.
  3. nolonger

    nolonger Well-Known Member


    These days I'm just lying there in bed thinking of stuff. When you close your eyes, you can see anything :).
  4. Krem

    Krem Well-Known Member

    It's to die for, isn't it? The world within your mind, where life is good, people are nice and the weather is, too.. Where everything is made so that you can feel happy. Compared to reality, where you're less than worthless, and the only way to get happiness is to pay up to the doctors and get medicine.
  5. Axiom

    Axiom Account Closed

    I suppose one could say we are a product of our self created desires and "stances". What we make out to be important is an effective machine to pushing us forward(relative to the person). You could literally rip apart what makes you happy so you can modify the elements to better suit you.

    Though in my opinon having a concious knowledge that you can control your own existence 100% is a concious of nieveity to an unknown element.

    obviously that's my little accepted boostert concept, because it's infinite, so I can play with exploration of the unknown as a motivation.

    Anyhow, the world within your mind is just as real as the world here, except for the fact that the world in your mind is dependant on this world, but it's alot more freeing in there. Just my opinon though.

    Ever thought about writing a short story or something? Play with some methaphors in a more indepth way? You might find some fun in that, and answers aswell.
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  6. Krem

    Krem Well-Known Member

    The only thing I've written is porn, I'm afraid. :p
  7. Axiom

    Axiom Account Closed

    Do you limit what you write as porn? I mean it's still writing. One could call the story of O as a porn novel, but it's hardly that.
  8. Krem

    Krem Well-Known Member

    No, but it's the only thing I've bothered writing, really. Except some bad poetry. :p

    It's mostly because it's much, much easier to write. Standards are lower. I could write a 10-page short story, and it'd be, at best, mediocre. I write a 2-page porn, and people beg for more.
  9. Axiom

    Axiom Account Closed

    lol the power of sex :) Though one could say that the best authors write for themselves. It's nice to be able to write something and just keep it going, even if the beginning is inconsequential to the the later parts of the writing.
  10. Krem

    Krem Well-Known Member

    *points at his "diary"*
  11. Happy_Go_Lucky

    Happy_Go_Lucky New Member

    I feel you. Every day now, I wake up several hours late because I'm trying to sleep and dream of a world that is better than this. It's horrible here.