And now back to reality. . . .
An interesting effect occurs in scientific theory whereupon the theorists, blinded by their own arrogant pursuit of the truth as they believe they know it, present their theories as irrefutable fact, convincing every other blind fool of their "truths", right up until the true facts smack down their arrogance in a crushing blow that finally, and justly removes both fools and liars from the pulpits upon which they've built all their treasures.
A parallel outside the scientific world of frauds, is how that which one doesn't know he doesn't know tends to Freak out the weak minded until he's so obsessed with uncovering that which alludes him that he must lash out at those about which he knows nothing, and create falsehoods to build himself up. Just as the charlatans of science above, reality crashes upon him eventually, exposing his errors to those he unconvincingly "protected".
I will leave details of falsehoods and wild accusations alone as I care not for the drama that ensues when fools find other fools to follow them. Instead I will soon take another much needed Journey with a fine, sweet, young lass to assist the relief of the day's stresses brought on by real life, leaving them behind for but a few fleeting moments. And I'll rest in the knowledge that she will enter my residence willingly and eagerly, enticed only by the provision of compensation for which she requested, absent of any negotiation, and was neither stalked, coerced nor subconsciously mesmerized by some pied piper into my abode. A wonderful respite from the Freaking out of fools above should be had between us as we retire into our evening of fantasy.
People who don't like me at all.
[QUOTE=TryinAgain2;3077272]An interesting effect occurs in scientific theory whereupon the theorists, blinded by their own arrogant pursuit of the truth as they believe they know it, present their theories as irrefutable fact, convincing every other blind fool of their "truths", right up until the true facts smack down their arrogance in a crushing blow that finally, and justly removes both fools and liars from the pulpits upon which they've built all their treasures.
A parallel outside the scientific world of frauds, is how that which one doesn't know he doesn't know tends to Freak out the weak minded until he's so obsessed with uncovering that which alludes him that he must lash out at those about which he knows nothing, and create falsehoods to build himself up. Just as the charlatans of science above, reality crashes upon him eventually, exposing his errors to those he unconvincingly "protected".
I will leave details of falsehoods and wild accusations alone as I care not for the drama that ensues when fools find other fools to follow them. Instead I will soon take another much needed Journey with a fine, sweet, young lass to assist the relief of the day's stresses brought on by real life, leaving them behind for but a few fleeting moments. And I'll rest in the knowledge that she will enter my residence willingly and eagerly, enticed only by the provision of compensation for which she requested, absent of any negotiation, and was neither stalked, coerced nor subconsciously mesmerized by some pied piper into my abode. A wonderful respite from the Freaking out of fools above should be had between us as we retire into our evening of fantasy.[/QUOTE]Am I allowed to start shit with this person? I really want to.
High drama in the Prickyard
For those of you trying to plea your case to the court of public opinion, let me state that we in the jury box have no clue what the f*ck you're talking about. Some of you spend so much time wording your responses, you must think you're in a poetry contest.
So much drama. Sinners bitching about other sinners. It really is simple. Good communication happens. Dude shows up on time, clean, and with proper donation in hand. Gal presents herself on time, clean, and as advertised. Couple engage in fantasy within the realm of mutual respect. Time is up and they go their separate ways. No strings. Repeat!
Now evidently, someone dropped the ball within this flowchart or maybe there were multiple balls dropped by both. At this point, just go your separate ways. The blame game won't un-sour the milk. Once it goes bad, it stays bad.
Dude easily finds another gal to accept his donation. Gal easily finds another dude to give a donation. Case dismissed!
But hey, this is the perfect place to air your greviances and settle disputes. TIC.