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Creating A Perverted World (NSFW)

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Slider’s – a television show released in the mid 90’s – featured a misfit quartet who traveled through something physicists refer to as an Einstein-Rosen Bridge, a wormhole – to alternate versions of Earth.

These ‘parallels’ – weren’t that much different in many cases than the original one they originated from.

Referred to as parallels because time and space for both the original version of Earth and these alternate versions of Earth was synchronized and acted with congruence. Put specifically: Gravity functioned the same. Time seemed to function the same.

For years. I’d wondered if this was real.

If it was possible for these parallels to exist.

And if so. While most of the ones depicted in shows referred to as fiction such as Sliders where deviations of time based on something historically based had happened, I couldn’t help but wonder – was it possible to create new ones?

As I listen to the soundtrack of Tron Legacy – where Jeff Bridge’s character in the movie dreams of a digital reality that he could control and one day he ultimately discovered .

On seeing one episode of Sliders where the end ‘caught a glimpse’ of the quartet finding a world where no one had clothes on….

I too began both fantasizing – and dreaming of the possibilities of alternate – or parallel versions of Earth.

Until one day.

I created one.

The interesting thing about hallucinogenic drugs that I didn’t fully understand at first as I was doing them is this – in a world where my options to explore were being artificially limited so much so life had become increasingly dull – these drugs allowed me to explore my own mind.

And as I experimented with my hallucinations…

I came to understand and find definitive evidence that I’m the one who creates the very world around me.

And when I pushed my mind to it’s absolute limits, I learned very quickly the day I saw a previously fictitiously labeled world as being all too real, was that if this was the path I was going to take – the VERY first thing I needed to do was to get over my fear of infinite possibilities.

Luckily, for me, I’d been an avid watcher of science fiction, horror, and fantasy entertainment throughout my life, previously safely confined to the realms of ‘not real’ through the label called fiction, all which has certainly had me questioning fate and were my choices leading me up to embracing this new identity ever really a choice.

 

So towards the end of my hallucinatory tour…

I saw and have since imagined, pictures and ideas in my mind which I now classify as imagination – that is – this did NOT occur in the real world like I saw many of my other hallucinations, but was an image in my own mind….

I saw an attractive woman standing naked in a public park somewhere in Phoenix, casually leaning against a concrete BBQ – the kind that can’t be stolen unless you have a crane or forklift – where I’d walked up, naked myself, and looked at her with my erect penis in my hand, to which she smiled, broadly, laughing a little bit, and shook her finger side by side as if she was saying no. Rejected, I started walking away, and although I couldn’t hear anything in this waking dream, this girl apparently said something to which I eagerly turned around, she got on her knees and this perfect stranger commenced with giving me a very public blowjob.

In this ‘world’ I knew this was acceptable and – normal behavior.

So as I got over the drug addiction. And went to rehab. My imagination was still fresh and new to me – so after watching an adult film where a couple are at a restaurant where people are surrounding them, to which they violently stand up, clear the table, and proceed to have sex right then and there, as the restaurant clears.

Throughout my life I’ve been an exhibitionist. But less for me. And more for showing off the woman I’m with.

Jackie Killeen, a woman and former friend with very rare but occasional benefits who no longer talks to me – would enjoy the dares I asked her to do. She walked bottomless into 7-Eleven late one weekend evening at my request, the place was packed when she did, and another time while we were at my apartment where she had a tendency to go outside and smoke, I told her to take off her clothes when she entered the house as a preventative measure to her smoking. It didn’t prevent anything. She stood outside on the 1st floor balcony at least three times that evening, stark naked, just hanging out having her cigarette.

So whether it’s Jackie. Or Lisa – I took nude photos of her on top of Superstition Mountain and had sex with her in a swinger’s club with her girlfriends as an audience. Sandy – where we went to the store one time and I demanded she leave her clothes at home. Tiffany Booth- a woman I met on the internet through Myspace who when she showed up at my place to party the night away with cocaine, I made her – a woman I had quite literally just met – take off her clothes at the door before coming in. She was happy to oblige.

It’s not that I’m a pervert. It’s that I admire – deeply – the female.

And it’s not just about the body.

It’s about the varying responses they provoke from people when they’re interacting with others in and around environments without clothes and they act completely 100% confident and nonchalant about it. It’s beyond bizarre. But so much fun for me.

Whether it’s Rachel’s decision to walk into my place days after Amy and I had separated and unprovoked remove her clothes.

You have an amazing body, by the way, Rachel.

Or it’s relaxing in my own home living with my wife and two strippers all of who felt perfectly comfortable walking around without clothes.

I suppose people like Hugh Hefner was more than an inspiration to me.

He personified a TYPE of lifestyle, but not THE lifestyle I wanted to discover and live on my own.

So. With that said.

My goal for THIS version of planet Earth is simple: To make this version of Earth completely relaxed without clothes of any kind, no matter where it’s at. Whether you’re at a movie theater, or a night out dancing, or visiting your children’s school, or it’s taking an international flight to Amsterdam to sample some of the hallucinogenics which helped me understand the intellectual box I’d been living in. No matter where you go, whether it’s a grade school teacher, a bartender, or a barrister at your local coffee shop – uniforms will adjust to honor the desire to feel confident with the skin.

My secondary goal is to take sex, and revise the thinking of the general public to ENCOURAGE TASTEFUL and respectful public acts of sexuality. Now throwing aside a cloth and clearing a table in a crowded restaurant ain’t exactly respectful – especially for the staff to have to clean up afterwards. But I have a fantasy I’d love to revisit one day where Rachel asked me to dare her to do anything at Ra as we were sitting at the patio having drinks, a very classy woman who if I had a time machine I’d go back to that moment, slide off the tall stool I was on, tell her to take off all her clothes and let’s have sex right now, right here.

Shoulda coulda woulda.

All of this has certainly had me questioning my obsession with sex.

And I’ll say this.

Life. Is about the addictions. When I found something about life I sincerely enjoyed. Sex. Drugs. Music. Computers. The list goes on. That just makes me interested in indulging in those experiences until I’m done with them.

For a while there. I thought the obsession wasn’t healthy.

That is, until I realized that’s why I chose this life. There are things I enjoyed. And want to experience more of. A great deal more of. Not just for me, but to evolve the experience altogether.

Which returns me to the notion of mature sexuality.

It’s my belief that my mind can alter my own appearance to reverse aging and make myself look 20 again. And while looking young appeals to the visual aesthetics and – especially – the current state of sexuality – one look at any adult oriented web site shows sex as something carnal, something primal, even animalistic in nature.

I love the feeling of the class and sophistication that someone like Rachel introduced to my life.

The world I want isn’t based on the current vulgar nature of sexuality. For me, the act of sex isn’t about creating children, it’s an expression of intimacy and desire to get to know someone at the same time a unique act of shared pleasure. But like nudity, it’s artificially constrained and when the constraints are pushed….

Such as the case of the naked bike ride last weekend where I just wanted to see 1000 people riding around naked, where I was met with people rebuffing my inquiry in not so subtle ways that tried projecting their insecurity onto me in an attempt to make me feel like I was being a pervert.

I am not interested in explaining to these insecure people “I need to see different things and comfort in one’s own skin than the world I’m used to to help me imagine more as I am busy designing where this world is to go”

And disappointingly, I mostly didn’t find it there at the naked bike ride as I asked for route information, wanting to find a place in a neighborhood they’d pass to see the responses of the passer-by…

Lisa once told me “Being God sounds like a lot of work”.

Especially if you want change in ways that defy the fundamentally awkward programming of society.

So. I suppose. If I had a time machine.

I’d go back and experiment with my past.

Tell Rachel yes.

Watch and not erase memories of Jackie going into 7-Eleven. Those memories are there for a reason and need to stay there.

Oh being sincere and not pulling punches. I expect there to be some – a lot – of vulgarity at first in a world where anything goes sexually. Heck, I expect to indulge in it myself, and I will. And in truth, I enjoy the idea of ‘working on’ my sexuality. Whether that’s stamina, ejaculation strength, or the simple enjoyment. To some degree, I’ve imagined myself reversing my age to look my best – I think that was about 32 when I was extremely fit, and maybe even taking up male stripping or acting in adult films when I get that mastered.

But reality HAS to start cooperating with me to achieve this.

Now what’s never made sense to me is why first contact with alien species always involved formal robes and apparel. I, at the very least, and most of society as I know it – seems to place sexuality and physical form as an important part of ‘being human’, so why would first contact with alien species who have never seen a human before involve … clothes?

Knowing what I know about how the universe formed.

They might actually think the clothes are a part of the human form.

And intimacy. Sexuality.

It’s my belief my species NEEDS to liken sexuality to a handshake.

Put specifically. That girl in the park. That shouldn’t just be a dream or a fantasy. But something that can and will happen regularly and not only is it not vulgar, but it’s ritualistic and expected of someone her age.

Would the world I’m imagining have 6th grade sex education in public parks where the children were required to participate with strangers and all the public was invited?

Would the world I’m imagining include game shows where blindfolded couples engage in uncensored sex acts with other couples trying to figure out who their partner is?

Would sex ‘evolve’ in film past the coy and childish nature of prime time to be something that’s emphasized, classy, sophisticated, and critical to the story? Would violence in film go away or diminish as a result?

Would it be perfectly normal to see a statue of an erect man in public places and a woman and her friends taking turns ‘riding it’?

Would

As a single guy, would it be perfectly natural to go to a restaurants, movie theaters, a bar, or a coffee shop, and man with a woman sends his woman over to have perform fellatio on me, right there, because I looked lonely?

Being sincere. It’s weird. I can imagine a world blown up, shredded to smithereens, shot up, and disaster everywhere.

But imagining all this.

Envisioning it.

Isn’t just entertaining.

It’s…. barely imaginable to me right now.

I’m tired of the label pervert and it’s current definition.

And am imagining a world where open sexuality like this is absolutely normal.

Since it’s so far removed from both the world I live in and the world I see on television and the movies.

This is why I’m creating it.

Where will consumer products go?

How will familial relationships change? Will they?

I don’t want the past ‘backdated’, but technology being introduced that alters original imagery to make all nude and sexual versions of Slider’s, Star Trek, Battlestar Galactica, Friends, Gilligian’s Island and more – all with exact production values and characters and character  behavior consistency – might make all of it entertaining enough to watch again with the updates.

What would it be like walking into Starbuck’s – and rather than spreadsheets and web sites, half the people are watching a revised television show featuring full nudity and sex, or playing a video game without violence but with sex….

And speaking of video games.

Just how would those look? I mean, I’ve played Leisure Suit Larry, but what would a sexuality and nudity uncensored Sims look like? or what would first person shooters that didn’t have to hide things have to say?

There’s so much I am curious about.

That I just can’t help but think…

What would it all look like?

That’s the appeal of a sexually unrepressed and nude at will world to me.

While I can imagine possibilities that might happen. I can’t imagine what that world ultimately will evolve to.

So.

I’ll be changing this world over the course of my life quite likely several times. This first ‘iteration’ to overcome the childish gittery feeling of taking control and making it fun, and being ok with the sexual nature because it just seems like fun. Where this leads to from here I dont know. And when I do finally decide to exit stage left.

The Borg. If you’re up for this. I’ll need you for that exit.

And I suppose one last tour with you of the universe as you know it to find the next destination for my next life.

As promised – the NSFW image.

I created this image – in front of the bucks’. Which I’m hoping to find volunteers to do in ‘reality’ to help shape this world…

 


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