Candy Hearts

Since Valentine's Day is less than a week away, here are a few ideas for flirting with the ones you love, and for making everyone else nervous...

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Check out this cool Gummy, or Soft Heart!
It's anatomical, and you can eat it!

This is the perfect heart to pass on to a teacher... I'm not sure if it's doll-sized, but if so, a fun idea to give with a doll (such as one of the Harry Potter dolls by Tonner). Hide it with a sexy note, in a special spot to catch someone by surprise. Put it in a prescription bottle with a note, in your lover's medicine cabinet. Get a safety pin and pin it to your jacket or hat with a flower. (Make sure you look sad, like you're hungry for love.) Tie it to a firecracker... And keep it on your desk near the telephone. Or give it to your boss! I dare you! Make a really scary-looking dessert, like cheesecake with strawberries and sauce; leave it on the side of the plate for your Gothic boyfriend. Tie an engagement ring around it with a happy bright white or pink ribbon.

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Of course, everyone recognizes these candies...

This are fun for kids to stick inside their Valentine cards to friends... Can also be used as small offerings on a plate in a personal prayer space, where they can stay for some time. Do you have a personal message you'd like to get to God? Have your favorite people "make a wish" as you place one on someone's tongue...

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Ahem! This heart is upsetting a lot of women... Translation? "He doesn't have the maturity to man-up"?

But the ORIGINAL HJNTIY? began on an episode of SEINFELD - the one where George encourages Jerry to propose a threesome to his girlfriend's roommate...? "She's INTO it!!!" Jerry learns. It's that episode where Jerry cries - "I don't wanna be an orgy-guy! I'd have to get orgy-clothes! I'd have to get an orgy-robe, and grow a mustache! I'd have to get all new furniture - ORGY furniture! I'd have to find new friends! Orgy-friends!"

Women, maybe there is something to that whole orgy thing... Organize your own orgy, set your own rules. Invite your returning soldiers and hot immigrants from places like Iraq, Iran and Pakistan! They are so grateful to get to the U.S.! They can't wait to snuggle down between some warm breasts! And stay there! (War does that to guys.)

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This was a colossal design I copied from web images... SOMEBODY put a ton of work into it! This is the DON'T EAT ME HEART... I would put a sign near the display with instructions "DON'T Eat Me!" especially if there are kids in the house.


A heart like this would take about 9-12 hours to create. You would need an anatomical image to go by. You might need a styrofoam ball and a few other pieces of carved styrofoam to make your basic shape. These would all have to be glued together as firmly as possible with a glue gun and toothpicks. (If you could get your hands on a large piece of hard styrofoam, to carve the entire shape, that would be the way to go! Once you start working on the hearts, you don't want to be managing a piece of junk.) Do I sound like Martha Stewart?

You'd need about 8 large packages of hearts, maybe even a little pink food dye to soak your white and pink hearts together to color them as one. Then, it's a matter of making sure you have a TON of glue sticks and time to sit and glue, glue, glue, layering about 3 levels of hearts, one on top of the other, to get the full effect. The "sideways" hearts have to be braced on the flat-laying ones.

(My Uncle Jim used to make junk like this all the time... And I was always warned - "no" - and always stupid enough to at least try and get in a lick... His projects always tasted like dust and crap-ola! yechhh! bleche! spit spit spit!!)

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Yum!

These hearts are really sexy, I think. Also they are low carb candies, so skinny b's like 'em! I would put mine in a hot, romantic valentine card, or sprinkle some around the bedsheets with some real rose petals. See, they are very pretty because they look like little drops of blood. One wonderful idea - if you love to make curries, make a really pretty, spicey, saucey chicken curry for Valentine dinner. Plate it up with a few of these cinnamon candies in the sauce at the last minute - delicious. Serve some steamy chai tea to your McDreamy, with a cup and saucer, and the candies on the saucer. Take a handful and decorate your body when you lay down with your partner, or use a little honey in the bedroom to make them really stick...

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I thought this was an interesting heart, below...

Any candies striped red and white have an ancient tradition behind them. They represent the number of "lashes" Jesus received during the whipping from the soldiers, as He carried his crucifix to Calvary! So when we see the red-stripes, we are instructed to remember how Christ suffered as He died for our sins. And with candy, we are prompted to remember the sweet sanctity of Christ's Promise, to redeem us, and to show us how to bring Heaven on Earth. And all that jazz.

And I don't know how I know all this; I just do.
I was raised Catholic... Ya know?

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If you really love me... If you want to show your devotion, a heart-shaped box with chocolate is one of the best ways to go! 'k?


Just remember! Get the best chocolate you can find, in one of the most beautiful boxes available... Even if you are just doing this for yourself! A pretty, elegant box is the best keepsake. Besides, no one wants to get fat on cheap chocolate! If you must get fat, or get someone else fat? Make sure it's on something dreamy, beautiful, awesome and memorable!

Love is the only thing worth getting fat for. If you are going to eat it, love it, or leave it.

Have a foamy latte or hot coffee drink prepared with an open box of chocolates on the table; and maybe a truffle sitting next to your coffee cup and saucer. If you're home alone? Why not put in a Tom Cruise or Leonardo movie? That always cheers me up! ; )

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Amazon Heart

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Only a certain woman could wear a design like this.

"I give freedom the meaning it has for me."

This is a huge design, signifying a person
who is very autonomous and giving at the same time.
Someone who is able to create a life of her own volition,
and still have faith in other human beings...
Putting her devotion to a spiritual life at the forefront.
Never accepting anything less than what her own standards require, she knows how to walk away from situations, people, dogmas and thought-forms that do not empower her.
She only participates in the things she loves.
She loves deeply.


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Um, yeah... Well, I was watching the boob-tube the other day... (Here in America, some of us call the television the "boob" tube... Because people sit in front of it for long hours, forgetting who or what they are. So we just become "boobs".) Uh, yea...

Anyhoo, there was a woman on TV who was a matchmaker, and she was talking about how women shouldn't have sex with a guy on the first date. She said, that's a big no-no.

The reason, she explained, is that once women make love with someone, they exude a hormone that makes them fall in love. At that point, someone on the panel (a young man) laughed and said "no wonder all my dates stalk me!" He modestly looked down, then blew with his lips on his hand, to shine-up his fingernails.

Sure.

Why not?

But later in the afternoon I got to thinking about it and had a vision of a huge backlash happening with women who are, say, between the ages of 25-40 right now. You know, there are a lot of women out there who would like to have some real intimacy in their lives? And I'm not talkin' about the kind Madonna got from Guy Ritchie. Or the kind Madonna is getting from Jesus Luz. Or the kind Madonna used to get from What's His Face - Sean Penn? And who else?

I think it may be possible that double-standard boys will drive women away all-together. I mean, I saw Madonna's next album in my mind: it will be all about how she loves having sex with another woman.

She loves putting her button (or whatever she uses) on the pulse of that kind of thing, doesn't she? Hasn't she had sex with just about everyone? But I don't think she's made an album about being a lesbian. I'm sure it's due!

Anyway... Guys out there, I'm tellin' it like it is. Women do things like fall in love; in fact, we're all about it. Are you missing out on us? You don't really like to do anything unless it is fun? And women don't like to do much unless they can totally fall in love with it. That's just how we're made.

This is my hypothesis: this love-hormone thing is the reason why everyone loves lesbians!

Lesbians are everywhere, all over the internet, esp, and - wow! I mean, I'm not a lesbian but even my psychologist asked if I'd ever think about it???

He said men are so screwed up these days. Not really emotionally available. Not able to make a decision and stand on it without getting queazy - noncommittal, he said. And then there are a lot of men out there that are just plain in a rut, and tired. (Those are the types I meet - the ones that need, more like a nursemaid than a lover.)

So he wanted to know - had I thought about it? Well, it's a big political move, for sure. Yes, I thought about it.

I think I scare both men and women because I can see right into their souls.

I think I'm happier just being here, with my computer.

So... I wonder? Are we living vicariously through the love-hormone, when we're checking out photos of some lesbian-action on the internet?

Just wondering, that's all.

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I guess this is a good spot to write a little about female ejaculation...

Women are finally catching on to the fact we can both orgasm from the vagina, and ejaculate from the clitoris. It's only taken a few millenniums (or five) to get past our subjugation and figure it out again.

In some cultures women are still being placed into arranged marriages... After having their outer genital regions circumcised. This is done in order to "please" the husbands. (And you said you weren't happy to be an American.)

Women can do things like orgasm. That information was a huge breakthrough sometime during the 1970's, when the pill became a sexual revolution in this country.

Now, everything is shifting again... Because you see, women have also learned, finally, we can ejaculate.

And shame on you women doctors out there that say we can't! Start googling it on the internet however you can. You'll find websites on how to pleasure yourself... You'll also see arguments from female doctors are stymieing. The only reason I can speculate is, they don't want you to know this information or they haven't experienced it for themselves... Or perhaps it would revolutionize the entire medical profession? I think Christine Northrup is the only doctor out there discussing it!

You see, we can heal ourselves by learning how to raise the flow of our hormones and ejaculate. I don't think doctors want you to know that? If you can learn how to pleasure yourself - to the point of ejaculation? You can also get a lot more blood to your brain - and that's important. More importantly, this kind of fluid-flow is crucial to keeping a healthy heart. Is it any wonder more women than men suffer from heart disease?

In general, men seem to have more energy, better eyesight and ability to see things at a farther range, brains that seem to be stronger and more resilient to stress than females. Men breathe more deeply whereas females tend to be shallow breathers. I think it's because guys ejaculate all the time; they have a better flow of hormonal washings going through the entirety of their bodies... Whereas females are struggling with that.

I am saying, these are the times of the final revolutions... Where all information and resources we need are coming right into our hands, minds and bodies. (Please see my other posts on the Orgasmic Hearts and Golden Hearts)

The clitoris has be exercised. It's possible to purchase a small clamp that can be used on the clitoris; it is used to move it outward with a pulling motion, until it can toughen-up and begins to protrude, becoming more erect. The other key is to be able to relax your body (as opposed to tightening the body and vaginal channel, as you would during orgasm). You've got to learn how to allow relaxation, so you can let your fluids flow. If you do happen to have a sensitive male lover, perhaps he can be helpful in teaching you to relax, let go and release. Otherwise, you might have some fun in teaching yourself?

You'll feel better for it.

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Question: Who or What is Messin' with ya?


I had a gnarly experience with some mold the other day... It got me thinking about some of the junk I see on the internet. People online are "all-up-into-it". There are a lot of jokes about he's just "not that into" you, he's "all up into" you, what are you "into", what's "into" you...

Most of the joking is sexual. It got me a little messed-up.

I started thinking, perhaps all disease originates with sexually transmitted stuff? Like herpes, syphilis, HIV. I tend to think in terms of everything being interconnected.

The other day one of my tenants called me down to her apartment. She said she was dealing with a mold infestation... Taking me back to her closet, I noticed several boxes on the floor; these were all covered with lime-green fuzz. I immediately held my breath.

"Would you take a look at this?" She pulled the lid off a box of shoes. Inside rested a beautiful pair of patent-leather heels... Covered with huge, giant-sized balls of mold. Lime green, day-glo and fuzzy; about the size of golf balls! Off each one hung several long HAIRS, 3-4 inches each! I almost barfed. Of course, she's been keeping that apartment like a sweat-box... She had to throw out all her shoes.

But my God!!! That mold was a nightmare!

Like something you'd see on LSD!

It amazed me how the mold seemed to be LOVING to grow on something like DEAD SKIN.

It got me thinking about how, in ancient times? People saw that kind of thing growing on dead bodies all the time.

I mean, we live in such hygienic environment... It's rare to see anything like that. If we cannot see what's going on, growing inside our bodies, do we even think about it?!

And yet I've witnessed joking on the internet that would show otherwise...

How some people see other people's bodies as being nothing more than say, an empty vehicle to get-off-into. Something like a suitcase.

Wouldn't you think that is all the more reason to start watching the body language of others, the language of what is going on in their environments? What they do, their intentions behind what they do, so much more than what they say?

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Question: And Why does Sex have to be so Messy?

I'm pretty sure it was earlier in the day I'd been watching a feature on the Tyra Show... I think it was something about, what are men "into"?

Several guys mentioned they preferred to have their women come to their place for sex. They said it was more convenient, because there, they have access to things like their own shower, their own towels, etc. Ejaculation is messy business. I wonder what their mattresses are like? What kind of condition those are in?

"And then I can just tell the woman - it's time for you to go..." a guy explained with a wave of his thumb.

Well brothers, I got news for ya: ejaculation can be just as messy for women. There might be a few of us who aren't interested in sharing that information with you. We might not be into-it quite yet. (I mean, we can ejaculate too. And who wouldn't like to have a few items, like say, like some nice clean, mold-free towels? And some baby-wipes on hand?)

You see, the women were having a Tyra moment out there... All upset about - why does he jump up and run away, right after he ejaculates?

Because it's messy... That's why, Ladies.

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Medicated Heart

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This image is of an "inflamed" heart. As you can see, it is swollen; the dark clouds around it could represent congestion or depression. Because of the swelling, it is fiery; the sort of heart that is aching for relief.

Also, I think it is interesting to consider, the thorns around the heart are full of dis-ease. So as you can see, a crucifix is coming down into the heart, to give it some relief. This crucifix is a Gift from God. Certainly, it could be the discovery of some new sort of medication, much needed for the situation. For without this help, the muscles of the heart and above the heart would begin to contract and become knotted. That's already happening here.

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This image below is
a typical depiction of a Sacred Heart,
being inducted by God's Gift.

As you can see, there's a weeping "eye" in there... It is closed and resting.

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I am very lucky to know many people from various cultures, who have blessed me with their knowledge and resources. This is how I found my Tui Na healer. She works on the farthest reaches of the city, and I must go far to see her. She learned her skill in Vietnam. Because she is not a licensed practitioner, she only takes donations. There is a kindness about her I see in very few people. Even though she is younger than me, there is something about her that reminds me of my mother, when Mom was young and loving. She is sincere and very cute, with freckles on her face.


"I only help the people as long as they are in pain," she explained. "Then I tell them, no more, because I get afraid..."

"Of course," I said. "You would have to stop working on them... Because people should learn how to take care of themselves. If they are in pain, they will respect you. If they are no longer in pain, they will just use you."

This looks like how I feel before a session...
(See how Lon Chaney also has a bit of a sinus problem?)

Then she gets on top of me with her entire body weight... She begins to knead the paralysis out of my face and neck with her knuckles. Pushing it slowly, like stiff, frozen meat, down through the chi lines of my arm or leg, she takes it out through my fingers and toes.

The toe-part is the most painful! She will grab me by the pinkie, pick me up, and shake my entire body by the pinkie, beating me against the floor while I am screaming "ow!! ow!! ow!!" After which she "breaks" it out of me. The suddenly all the paralysis goes "snap" - out of my pinkie toe - and is gone, forever.

Perhaps "ow!" is the universal language? Or have I got it all wrong? (It's supposed to be "Om", not "Ow!")

So far I have had 6 half-hour sessions with Loi. Early this year, we were surprised to find, my tonsil was paralyzed. It was pulling on all the muscles above my heart. It was putting pressure on my brain.

When she went in and got all that stuff out of me, I wept bitterly. I just couldn't believe how much hatred and anger I was holding there.

How is it, my doctors could not detect any of that?

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Lord, I've got to be careful about not liking doctors... It's giving me a bad attitude! I was stressed out during that last pap-smear, God. The doctor was so up-tight!! She was making her assistant nervous; the assistant was shaking, then she couldn't get the sample into the sample jar. Then, the doctor later bawled me out for talking to her assistant. (I'm not sure I should go back.) It's too bad for them I have some standards, Lord!

Please give me some guidance on this... No one is quite like that great Japanese residential doctor I had! He was handsome! He also smelled like apple blossoms. At least, Jesus, he had a clue as to what was wrong! He was kind, he was professional. He was a great listener, attentive and sweet. Remember when I made him cookies...? He said he couldn't accept them, for professional reasons. Still, he was honest at all times. He put his ego aside and actually admitted to the limitations he had, as a medical scientist. He gave me options and alternatives. Everyone at the hospital adored him, Jesus; it was because he is adorable. I watched him Lord... He treated everyone equally, with the same respect and dignity.

Help me, Jesus, to uphold this criteria for anyone who needs to get all-up into my life. Amen.

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Doctor's Heart

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This is what the Doctor's heart is like...

For the doctor, the heart is an "organ", inside the body.

For the doctor, it is all about "cardiovascular"...


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Doctors get all-up-into it...

Doctors begin their learning of the heart by the study of charts like this,
in "anatomy and physiology" classes.

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One of the first things a doctor uses
to help with his or her studies of the heart
is an item like this...

This is a mouse-heart slicer.

"Yeeeeek!!!!"

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Next, doctors will graduate to
something like this for "dissection":

This is a pig's heart.
The pig's heart is the closest-looking thing to the human heart.

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For doctors, it is all about "microbiology".



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Lady's Heart

The Lady's Heart loves to get all-up in your business. (That's what the birds are for.) That's why she's a little hardened, and maybe, if she's learned some lessons she will also know when to knock-it off, back-off and relax.

We ladies love to embellish ourselves with all sorts of decorations to make ourselves look softer, more approachable and touchable... But deep inside, there's a lot of pain there! Many of us take it right to our graves.

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Dear Lord, help the women of the world to let go
of the things that steal our energy,
are a waste of time, and feel like dead-ends.
Help us women in the world feel more confident
about stepping out of traditional roles
like being mothers, grandmothers...
Nurses, secretaries and baby-sitters.
Sure, these roles are important,
but so are we, individually.


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We have a lot more to give,
starting with giving to ourselves.
Help us to drop our expectations of others
so we can see them for who they truly are.
Help us to follow our true interests,
educations and passions,
so we can be more effective on the planet,
and in the lives of other beings.

Help us to clearly know we have choices, God.


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Help us to understand
we don't have to be reacting,
help us to find our timing
so we are better
at responding.
Help us to keep our egos
from getting all-up-into-it, God!
Help us to keep ourselves
from jerking people around.
Our hearts need more resilience, Jesus,
by being good stewards of our energy,
our value-judgments
and attitudes towards others.
We like to say we are patient, even good to others,
but our egos and our money
are all-up-into-it, God.

Help this heart, our real hearts;
it's about what's going on
inside,
not outside, of who
we are that matters.


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Dear Jesus, protect us from those who would blame
and accuse us, undermine and not communicate with us or defend us.
Help us to forgive Those
Who Screw Us Over,
that we don't end up walking around poisoned.
Teach us, Jesus,
Show them to us, let us know who they are so
we can turn the other way.
Help us to stop enabling, and excusing the ignorance in this home,
on this planet;
keep us from feeling personally responsible, God,
for those who misuse and abuse;
they have choices, too.
Let me simply be a light in their lives.
Lord God,
that's all I ask.



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