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"Little Red Cupiditas Riding Good"

"Little Red Cupiditas Riding Good"

"Disclaimer: I'm sooooooo dreading bumping into old boyfriends, former playpartners, and current friends from other dating/networking sites here on Alt, but here goes... I'm really interested in kink ..."

Of Cupidity and cupiditas
It's probably the places I hang out, but getting hounded about not being "Christian" because I don't lead the charge to put a cork in the mouth of James Dobson or Jerry Falwell or Randall Terry (and I choose that link only as this morning's example) gets tiresome. But it also led me to a reflection on my chilhood.

The major problem of James Dobson or Randall Terry, is that they have literally put their money where their mouth is. This is supposed to be the highest and best good in America; but the road to hell is paved not just with good intentions, but also with definitions of the "highest and best good." Their money is there, but that leaves no trace for any kind of Christianity. "You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and all your mind, and all your soul, and you shall love your neighbor as yourself." Jesus calls these the great commandments, on which hang all the law and the prophets. No room for money, there; or at least, not for the love of money.BLA

"The love of money," the letter writer says in 1 Timothy 6:10, "is the root of all evil." I grew up on that verse, and the older I get, the more wisdom I see in it. Its wisdom was quite limited when I was young. Good, well-educated, well meaning people, with absolutely no background in biblical exegesis or hermeneutics or even koine Greek (including my own father), assured me that the original said "cupiditas," and the "cupiditas" was to be distinguished from "agape" and "philos." There were, they assured me, types of love: agape was the "pure" love one had for God; "philos" the love one had for a brother; and of course, eros, of which no one wanted to speak to teenage boys and girls. Cupiditas was, compared to these, a minor love, one that could easily go astray, like young love that becomes foolish obsession. So what 1 Timothy condemned was not the love of money, but the excessive love of money.

There were only two problems with this explanation: (1) cupiditas is Latin, not Greek; it comes from the Latin translation of the Greek New Testamnt; (2) the original Greek word is "philarguria." You can see the root "philo-" in it, the same root as in "philosophy," the lover of "sofia," or wisdom. Philaguria, then, means love of money. Covetousness. Greed.

Perhaps that is the "excessive love" of money. But the fineness of the distinction is an attempt, perhaps even an honest one, to let love of money stand side by side with love of God. And yet, as the commandment makes clear, there is no room for that.

No room for love of position, either, or doctrine, or creed. No room for anything in the commandments Jesus praised above all others, except for love of God, and love of neighbor. Even when your neighbor is Randall Terry, or James Dobson.

Which makes it hard for me to condemn them. Because I am also reminded that it reflects the beam in my eye on Alt, but here goes... I'm really interested in kink ..."

Mar 1, 2010, 6:44 PM
to me

I seem to be chasing you !!

hmmm

Reminds me of an old story about a girl by the name of

"Little Red Cupiditas Riding Good"

Who went trekking off in the big city to fetch more food to messy up her kitchen so as to keep her beloved housebitch employed

Along the way while strolling along the golden road of unlimited devotion she per chance bumped breast first into a tall dark creature with large Polaroid red eyes a huge long nose and fangs that sported a tooth of gold from one he had lost from a sweets fetish that haunted him constantly.The Alias Wolf! "Pardon me! um um"....sucking the name out of her. ..."My name is Little Red Cupiditas Riding Good. large sir and I am on my way to the Safeway to buy groceries for my faithful housebitch who waits at home for me scrubbing my one inch bathroom floor tiles with a toothbrush".... little red said. ...."This city has many strange men and I am sooooooo dreading bumping into old boyfriends, former playpartners, and current friends from other dating/networking sites here on this ....erm... road to the "store" as I have heard this path is hedonistically fetish fancied.. but here goes

and continues speaking as The Alias Wolf Grinned with eyes widening and saliva primed his lashing tongue anticipating an oral feast .... "I'm really interested in kink from an uncommon angle: I'm drawn to subtlety, subtext, near imperceptibility, and indecipherability combined with overt force and explicit power. These dual sets of aspects, resulting in erotic hegemony, are what exercise the greatest libidinal authority over me. I want to talk about it, write about it and, with the right person, experiment with it

Because... in the moment when erotic hegemony is achieved, that moment where the unfathomable and lucidity converge, I transform into an angel of fulfillment, Cupiditas incarnate. This is my role as a bottom

.What is your role as top? she looked up with innocent hazel eyes and pale while soft skin and pouting smile.
If what I am saying resonates with you please make breast first contact with me again for further discussion in depth

If it does not, then I'm certain we will not be compatible. Therefore, it will be an exercise in futility to proceed further.
My Ideal Person is a tall kinky, leftist intellectual.
And just as quickly as she came she skipped away down the road leaving The Alias Wolf's jaw hanging down and yellowy red eyes bulging out as the shock of the tasty treats words sunk into his warped mind of disbelief.
ROOOOWL! he howled biting his now drooling tongue jumping around in circles thin and famished of hunger he has had many weeks depleting reserves of food all he had eaten that day the only thing left in his Lair ...one solitary
Viagra pill his neighbor the DarkPowerWolf gave him the week before.

Alias Wolf waited for what seemed like hours as the sun set in the west the sliver of a moon rose in the east and the city streets and alleyways became quite darkened and the fog rolled in....This gave the Wolf plenty of time to plot an ambush for he could stand the starvation of chastity no longer and intended to jump over the Little Red Cupiditas Riding Good with saliva tongue out to lick and his unsheathed Viagra endowed Beastie Wood ready to bump Little Red's basket of housebitch vittles and spread her wide to lick and eat and gorge upon like not unlike nine inch nails he was going too just like an animal ......

and then!!!

She took a Taxi home

The End


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