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A Dream (Explicit)
05/22/2010 12:22 a.m.
I gently bend you over my bed and slide my hand over your ass over your clothes. Then i reach 2 fingers between your legs from behind moving them back and forth rubbing your pussy through your trousers. Next i slide your trousers down to your ankles and again move my hand to your ass, caressing it over your knickers for a moment before again reaching 2 fingers between your legs and rubbing your pussy through the thin fabric. Then, i very slowly slide your knickers all the way down your legs caressing the inside of your legs as i do. Then, my hand again slides over your ass, stroking and feeling the bare skin as you wait for what you know is coming. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, i reach 2 fingers between your legs barely touching you. Moving my fingers back and forth on your pussy, pressing more each time. Then, without warning, my fingers push delicately inside you.
04/25/2010 02:49 p.m.
Yesterday i smoked a bowl of Salvia. What an experience!
I sat down with my bong filled with water in the base and ice in the stem. A nicely packed bowl of Salvia sat there ready. A cooled mug of coffee rested next the bong on the table along with other bits and pieces, a lighter, a poke, the pack of remaining Salvia, ect.
I took my first toke on the bong, smoke filled my lungs and a horrible taste filled my mouth. I barely took a sip of my coffee before i remember feeling the effects. A gentle head high began to set it, much like the onset of a weed-like high. Then things around me seemed to blur and sway a little as i fell back into my chair.
Next thing i remember, i was in another place entirely. I was surrounded by bright colours, coloured panels moving past me (or me past them, i'm unsure). I felt a warmth all around me and a presence, an enveloping, encompassing and loving presence. Somehow, without words this presence told me that this was the end of this universe and i was finding my place in this winding down universe to be part of the next. Floating in beauty for so long, i would have stayed there forever i could.
After so long, the panels began to come to an end, but i had not yet found my place. I began to panic as my hallucination began to merge into the real world. It took my several minutes to realise what was real and that this is my place. I felt empty and cold and alone as began to come back to my senses. For the next hour, the remaining high left me with a gentle, dazed high, drifting in and out of consciousness.
when i had fully come out, i looked around and saw my coffee was all over the floor, yet the mug was on the table where i had left it. Had i spilled the coffee then picked it up or thrown the coffee there purposely? Stranger still, the bong. I only remember taking that single toke, yet the entire bowl had been smoked through. Stranger still, the ice from the bong was all over the floor where the coffee was. But the bong itself, seemed undisturbed, the water had not been spilled. Had i removed the ice during my trip and scattered them on the floor?
A crazy experience that i am both scared of and excited about doing again.
3 Blokes Joke
02/23/2010 12:27 p.m.
3 blokes walk into a bar, the first goes "Ouch". The second goes "Ouch", then the third goes "Ouch". The first bloke turns to the other 2, "What's wrong with you 2, couldn't you see it was an iron bar when i walked into it!?". The other blokes reply "yeah, but we've heard this joke so many times we figured people never get tired of it."
02/06/2010 08:54 a.m.
A guy is driving a little erratically and soon pulled over. The officer walks over to the driver and asks if he's been drinking. The driver replies, "Not at all officer". "What do you do for a living" asks the policeman. The driver replies, "I'm a guitarist in a punk band". The officer asks the driver to step out of the vehicle for a quick test. He steps out and the officer holds up 4 fingers, "how many fingers am i holding up?" he asks. "Four" replies the driver with confidence. "You are under arrest" states the policeman as he takes out his cuffs. "What for? I swear i haven't had a drop to drink!". To which the officer replies, "Lying to a police officer is a serious offense sir. No punk guitarist can count to 4!"
I am currently Sarcastic
01/11/2010 03:15 a.m.
Facebook disabled my account a week ago. After several email they finally got back to me claiming i'd send an harassing number of messages and that they had warned me about it. This is ridiculous since i've sent only a few messages to friends and had not received a single word about it from Facebook until now.
After doing a quick Google search i found that i am far from alone in this. Many others have suffered at the hands of facebook's over-zealous anti-spamming policy. Numerous accounts have been disabled without warning or cause.
How disgusting that these companies can treat others this way and get away with it so easily.
I am currently Angry
RIP Dr. Norman Borlaug
09/13/2009 03:04 p.m.
Dr. Norman Borlaug was a great man, a man of science who saved countless lives. He proved that one man can make a difference.
His passing is a great loss to this world, but his work and his memory are among man's greatest assets.
Dr. Norman Ernest Borlaug, rest in peace.
I am currently Sad
My Place In Existence
02/17/2007 07:58 p.m.
We exist in two places; In life and in death.
In death i hold my heart,
in life i hold my soul,
and my mind walks between them.
I am currently Creative
02/17/2007 07:56 p.m.
Life is suffering, this is the truth behind all of life. To be worthy of Heaven you must walk through Hell!
Why is this life so horrible? Because our pain defines us, we are known ourselves by the pain we have felt. Without the pain that we have suffered we are not people, we need our suffering to exist, without it we are nothing.
How then, can we survive? we survive only by finding the one thing that makes all the pain worthwhile, that thing is the only thing that can save us, love. This simple but complex feeling can save us. The abyss holds us but love is the rope that stops us from falling in, from there we can see all the beauty of Hell while remaining safe. Love is madness, lovers understand no other but each other and no other understands them.
This is what love does as a payment for it's brilliance and warmth, it must harm us because we get nothing for free in this cruel and gentile world. The rope must chafe and dig into our skin to hold us in safety.
Thank you Love, my friend, for you have never let me fall. Oh, how it hurts though.
I am currently Empty
Play it again Georgina
11/18/2006 12:50 a.m.
My song "Georgina's Soapy Song" will be played on the Comedy 365 podcast!
I heard it mentioned on the latest podcast of The Big Big Squeeze that the song will be played on the podcast soon.
I can finally call myself a true musician.
I'm so ecstatic.
If you like good comedy, download the Comedy 365 podcast.
Especially since my song will be played on it. :)
I am currently Excited
I am listening to The Big Big Squeeze
10/21/2006 04:54 p.m.
I just finnished creating my first full song.
Ok, it's more of a dance mix using a sound bite.
But i think it's pretty good.
It's online at http://h1.ripway.com/Razel42/GeorginasSoapySong.mp3
Explicit lyrics inclueded.
If this one is well recieved, i'm going after Bush next....
and i don't mean a Friday night bedroom dance.
I am currently Upbeat
I am listening to Georgina's Soapy Song - Razel Davies
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