I say, I say, about this book….

I say, I say, about this book….

By JFarrell


I say, I say, about this book…..

Look at that mountain,

Does it look like I write books?


Oh, please forgive me,

You probably do not recognise me,

It has been a long while.

I’m God, so pleased to make your acquaintance,

I designed this little paradise,

Quite a while a go.


Then got called out on a job;

After all, one has to pay one’s bills.

Forgot all about this place.


I was driving home listening to Radio 4’s Christian hour,

What a secret pleasure, rather like listening to Monty Python on acid;

Laughed so much, nearly rear-ended the police car in front of me.

But, about this book….


I do not write books,

I make mountains, and I create microscopic snowflakes,

Why the hell would I write a book?


Look around you,

Every mountain, flower, cloud, living creature, raindrop, snowflake and rainbow,

If you can’t see “I love you” written there,



I did not write this book.

MEN wrote this book.



Just a bit of fun :)


Author's Notes/Comments: 

harmless bit of fun

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The Art Of Dying Peacefully, With No Pain


I looked at the leaves as they burned


And i knew i couldn't steal their souls away


I couldn't hurt them


They had lost the only thing in their life


The only thing to give them life


It had disposed them 


Cursing them to aimless floating


Aimless lying


They had become invincible

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Long time

Been feeling pretty uninspired,

The irony my life has been spiraling,

Taking notes about my meditations and dreams,

Going back and forth with myself 'it isnt what it seems'

Even now, writing but not feeling the words,

'How do I feel, how do I feel'  no adjectives, no verbs, 

To describe my daily illusion, 

All the sick as fuck things ive been doing,

These thoughts and white bitches ive been consuming,

Jesus make me believe in you again,

I wanna believe my future could change if I could just see the light through you again,

These crystals around my neck are heavy but im not grounded,

Obsessing about all of the things around me,

Be mine, someone,

Ive lost my contentment,

If I dont feel another body against mine soon I might betray my commitments,

Light eyes give me hope,

I hope she never reads this,

Im an alien, on a terrace, just standing for what I believe in,

These silly words,

These silly words just giving you feeling,

I have none,

Empty but filled with so much expression,

The church would say your blessed and,

You are satan, for including your love for a woman within the same statement,

Im rambling now,

Lucifer the gardian angel of mine who wears a crown,

Send me down a blessing from the sky,

Perferrably a bitch with nice tits, pink lips, and a smile as sharp as a tooth pick,

Make her love me unconditionally even when im acting stupid,

Unconditionally even when im disillusioned...

Oh, and send me a bag of money.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Because its been a while...

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DaddyO's BDSM

by DaddyO

I've helped more ladies

"See God"

As a kinkster 

Than I ever did as a Christian.


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"In the Name of God"

by Jeph Johnson


Why is it okay for Muslims to actually name themselves after Mohammed, but no one is even allowed to make an image of him?


Then you have the Christians who are able to make countless and absurdly inaccurate images of Christ but seldom name their kids "Christ".


Well, there are those Hispanic people who name their kids "Jesus",  but it is pronounced differently.

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by Jeph Johnson 


Life's merciless disregard

For fairness I equate

With fortuitous and haphazard

Plans I didn't make

Providence seems as random

As aimless circumstance

While God rules His kingdom

Of casualties with chance.  

If there's one Divine Reality

Or the Absolute exists at all,  

I hope to find finality

In something less than protocol.

Reason must then be defined

As whenever I see sane;

Intellect trapped and confined

To the limits of my brain. 

My chaotic quest continues on

To sort through disarray.  

Fortitude has been withdrawn

And I've randomly replaced

The courage with a cowardice

That defines a skeptic's world.  

Evidence has been dismissed

Like I was by the girl

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Christian "Sin" From a Former Christian/Current Atheist’s Viewpoint

by Jeph Johnson


1. What do you understand the Christian doctrine of sin to be?


The Christian doctrine of sin is that the creator God's will of what a human should be (as represented in the first man Adam) was not fulfilled precisely, due to the serpent in the garden of Eden tempting Adam to eat of the tree of knowledge and Adam giving in to that temptation. The effects of sin became twofold: a "spiritual" and a "physical" death. The spiritual death separated humans from the "perfect" God (who is "sinless"). The physical death separated humans from life. Jesus (the Son of God, and God incarnate) came to earth to live a sinless life as a man, and suffer and die for the sins of the rest of all humans. It is believed by Christians that due to this sacrifice, eternal life is granted to those who believe in him. Two problems I have is that the physical death that is supposedly "conquered" is still apparent: Christians die and are only "saved" from death in a mysterious "Heaven" that is promised but never shown. In regards to the "spiritual re-birth", Christians still sin, and acceptance of Jesus does not really help in that area either, as I personally am a much happier, nicer and well-liked person since abandoning Christianity.

2. Do you think the Christian doctrine of sin is in any way true? If so, explain. If not, what are your objections?


No, it is a made up doctrine intended on giving some explanation for evil in the world. We all do bad things. We all do good things. Morality is relative. Certain actions are just relatively wrong to more people than others.

3. Do you think that you sin?


I do bad things some times, yes.

4. If you do sin, why do you sin?


Because I want to. End of story. And even when I was a Christian, I thought it was a silly cop out to blame the "sin" I committed on Adam. The better explanation is that I sometimes choose to be selfish and put myself first. Christians actually NEVER take responsibility for their actions: Before they accept Christ it's "Adam's fault" and after they accept Christ it's "I'm not perfect, I'm just forgiven." When does a Bible believer ever need to take responsibility for their actions? Okay, I know "repentance" is preached, but is it really necessary? Shouldn't repentance occur because you want to be a good person, and not to "please God", appease for "Adam's sin" or "because Jesus had to die"?

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I Have Babygirl Issues

DaddyO's BDSM

by DaddyO


Women in Daddy/babygirl relationships often are accused of having "daddy issues."


Well, I will freely admit: I have babygirl issues!


For those who have wondered or who care, here is a little insight as to why...


My teens and early 20s were chock full of sexual exploration. The only problem, it was...




When I was growing up, I was a scared-as-hell little boy. My mom was one of the most open people I ever met. She practiced situational ethics to a T.


"Wanna get high? ...then I will get you some pot from your uncle and you will sit here in front of me and try it."


"Wanna have sex? up enough money and we will get you a Prostitute (okay, it wasn't quite that drastic, but she did tell me about a juice bar that had strippers where I could go on my 18th birthday). 


Basically, Mom said I could do whatever I wanted. But here was the catch: I had to take responsibility for my actions. Do you hear that? I will say it once again, with the magnitude my Mom used to drill it into me with:




Needless to say, I was scared-as-hell to even touch a girl.


Fatherhood at 15? No thanks!


Venereal disease? Nu uh. Not me!


I had an alcoholic friend who had to sneak his booze from his Dad's liquor cabinet.  I saw what a mess he was becoming and the addictive qualities right away. No way was I going to touch alcohol. The sips of beer my Dad gave me were sickening anyway.


Other friends were hooked on narcotics. I remember visiting a close friend (best friend at the time) in a drug treatment program. And was instructed to utilize "tough love" by disassociating myself from him if he relapsed. Well, he relapsed and our friendship ended. So trying drugs? No way!


I knew of sexually active teens who's moms were on the boards of the religious anti-sex education crusade. I saw their hypocrisy and was appalled.


So what does a young man do with his life after seeing all of that? What else- He joins the Christian church! ---and avoids it all even better!


In the Fall of 1988 I "saw the light" quite literally, by having a "born again" experience. Yes, the adrenalin and whatever other chemicals make a person light headed were flowing that night as I sat in a room next to a sexy Christian waitress and gave my life to Christ by saying a prayer of faith I didn't want to believe in. But the very fact that I felt guilty feelings when saying that prayer cemented the idea of a "God" into my psyche. Yes, the fact that I felt guilty NOT believing in God (while saying I did believe), was "proof" enough that God really did exist and it made it "true." I did not think past this concept for ten years, and a "Christian" young man was born.


My mid 20s through mid 30s I was trapped in the bonds of this organized religion ridiculousness, living "for Christ" a life of celibacy. Sure, I tried to court women, but how were you supposed to do such a thing when you were not allowed lustful thoughts? How was a man supposed to get close to a woman without being aroused (and thus "lusting")? If I followed the Christian way of courting, I would have had my first sexual encounter on my wedding night! And seriously, the ladies I was courting were either coming back into the fold/former "backsliders" who were very sexually experienced and thought I was crazy for being celibate, or women so prude they probably didn't even understand that sex was supposed to be fun.


Not a lot to choose from. And had I chose, I was supposed to ask a woman to marry me without even spending any intimate time with her. How fucked up is that?


Ultimately I did get sexual with some of the partners I encountered, but all sexual play was reserved for oral and manual stimulation. I seriously did my best to not lust- and this very well may be why I have such a difficult time now getting an erection. I figured if my cock wasn't hard, I wasn't lusting!


I delved into providing oral sex and like to say, "well, at least Jesus did taught me one thing- he made me good at cunnilingus."


So now I am an older atheist hedonist and have the freedom to explore. I finally have the balls to actually let loose and be free with my sexuality.


I long for what I missed out on when I was supposed to be experimenting and growing sexually with these teenagers and women in their early 20s, hence, my desire for the younger looking/acting females. Age play,; Daddy/babygirl;, it all coalesces for me. It makes more sense than anything else ever has.


So, yes, I do have babygirl issues. And am quite unashamed. Perhaps for the first time in my life.

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2011, 2017

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"On Your Knees, Bitch!"

 by DaddyO

I don't know why the nice

Christian lady

Was so offended

When I yelled this command


"Geez, I'm just teaching my dog to pray"

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