My last wife told me that shes God, which is awkward for she was never that able to be at least the god of her own kingdom. Still, she had her skill, she showed me that love can be faked by those that know, or at least think they know, what you want; now i understand why im so attached to my masks. When i knew her she was playing the role of slave in another relationship, i tried to get her out of it and she hit me in the head for that, i paid a lot for taking her out of that silliness...now i regret it for maybe that was her real place, maybe all that she ever wanted was a master that treated her like a slave and i was never that good at supporting ancestral silliness. She then asked me what do i think about that, her being God that is. My swift and uncontrolled reaction earned me a divorce and a new wife, one that was not bound by the parameters of exaggeration, one that was her own queen, one that shared my deep dislike towards mental slavery. ...you may find this to be offensive, well, i dont! 8->
Posted on: Sat, 27 Dec 2014 10:29:49 +0000
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