The Chronicles of Narnia: The Box, The Myth, The Search Continues…

Hello Friends! I'm back once again to shine some light on a very hot topic often discussed and debated upon for years now in many forms, in many ways. Women always ask their male friends an age old question…

“What does good sex feel like for a man?” “What is good pussy?” “How do I know if I have it?”

Well these are questions that can be explained with a concept I like to call "The Narnia Effect." Now you may be asking yourself “Is he talking about the Narnia from the children’s books and movies? The one with the Lion, the Witch… Yes. Same Narnia. Don’t worry. I’ll explain. Come with me down this path of enlightenment.

Simply, it boils down to a number of variables that are taken into account while sexual congress is actually taking place. 1st, but not most importantly is the presentation. Does she look sexy? Is it shaven? Not saying that either of these things are must haves but they can help. Every man wants a woman they don’t mind leaving the light on for. Just pray it doesn’t smell funny. Nope. Flag on the play! Personal foul. Unnecessary odor on in play. Yellow Card! Penalty kick out of the bed.

Then there is the connection. Has there been a connection mentally, physically, emotionally hell even spiritually? Whichever tickles your fancy but sex is always that much better if there is a clear understood connection establish. I prefer the mental. There’s something about knowing that with one text message I have you ready and waiting for me and vice versa.

Now… We get to the “feel”. As humans its probably one of our favorite senses next to taste but that is a completely separate blog. Stay with me. The feel of her sex has its own set of variables attached when trying to solve for N. The moisture. How wet can and or does she get? This can be assisted by the man as well when knowing what you are doing. What is her Incubation temperature? The warmer the better! You find something that bakes at a balmy 93 degrees and you are in for a hot summer! Is she tight? Now this one is also debatable because believe it or not there are some men who don’t like a tight fit. I know. Same thing I said. But it’s true! Again… to each is own. But if I ever needed to give a tip or helpful hint it’s this ladies:

PLEASE GET YOUR KEGEL GAME UP!!

A woman who is on top of her kegel workouts is a woman who is ready for love, a picket fence and a dog. Take my word for it.

Next we have “her actions”. What does she do in bed that separates her from the rest? Can’t just lay there like a corpse. How does she sound? Is she a talker? Is she a GOOD talker? Don’t get in bed saying dumb shit just to say you a talker. “YES! YES! I’m climaxing! Climax with me!” This ain’t science class! How does she moan? Is it sexy and subtle? Slightly painful? Dramatic? Or is it a Rick Ross type grunter? Instantly not sexy. That’s a sure fire way become the topic of slander amongst boys. Is she touchy feely? Does she curse you out? There is nothing wrong with some bad mouthing here and there. Can she take it? Don’t claim you can handle anything a man can dish out then when he put it in you stiffen up like old white people when black people speak at work.

All these are a multitude of variables that let you know if you have in fact found Narnia. Now how do you find Narnia you may ask? Simple. You can’t "find" Narnia.... it finds you. For example, in the books each time the children stumbled upon Narnia it was by complete chance and randomness. The 1st encounter? They were playing hide and seek in a closet. This is just like good sex. You don’t know you are going to end up in some until you get there. The kids went from being locked away in a house to finding themselves in a mythical land of child-like joy and wonderment.... the EXACT feeling you get when you find good vag. If I had to sum up what good box feels like that would be how I describe it. “A mythical place of child-Like joy and wonderment.” Quote me on that.

Now them lil white kids spent their entire adult lives inside of Narnia frolicking amongst the snowy white lands. Patrolling and ruling the Narnian population. Presiding over all of the kingdom. Then one day, they found their way home. Come to find out back in reality they were only gone for a matter of minutes... EXACTLY like when you find good sex! You will think you have been in there working and living it up for hours when in fact you’ve really only been struggling for 3 minutes. Do you see similarities yet?? How do I know this? Well brothers and sisters it’s because I have seen Narnia with mine own eyes. It is glorious…

Now be careful with this information. You now know the signs and ways to determine the difference between superb and average box. Ladies if you do hold the keys to the gateway of Narnia please do NOT abuse your power. Many wars have been fought over good box. Many a life has been lost. You think it was the love of Helen that made ol’ dude get his brother’s army and attack Troy? Nah. Nothing but exemplary box. Ladies take care of and harness your power and fellas be safe. Because if not careful, the road to finding Narnia can easily turn into the Bridge to Terabithia.

Happy searching. I wish you well.

A Day Without Superman

I’ve always been a person who doesn’t mind to hear the problems of others. Hell it’s why I got into psychology. Its why when I accepted my job I felt I could help make a change in someone’s life. Something admirable, you know? But sometimes it can be too much. Like my brain is on emotional overload and I need some sort of release. I mean we all have problems. But sometimes you have you to put yours ahead of others. I hear people’s story every day at work. When I get off I'm either receiving texts, calls, or faced with more people in my personal life’s problems. Family, Friends and/or others who shall not be named. Somebody needs you to do this. Somebody needs this from you. Somebody wants to talk about this. I don’t mind it. I love that I'm someone that can be counted on as an ear or shoulder. But got damnit if I don’t need it myself sometimes. But you’ll never hear me tell anybody that. I'm not that type of person. I'm a fixer. I don’t want you to help fix me. Is that making sense? Well here’s my point. At what point do you stop? What point do you say enough and just get lost. Go off on your own and not be found for a little bit. Because you know once you are found someone is going to have something they need your help with or they need to talk to you about. I can’t be the Man of Steel AND Clark Kent every day. Sometimes I am my own kryptonite.  Maybe it’s my fault. Maybe I bring these things on myself. Too many people don’t care what you are going through but if you aren’t who they feel you should be they began to act funny with you or slander you in some kind of way. Well that’s just petty and ignorant. Step outside of your own microscopic view of the world and realize that maybe the sun DOESN’T set and Shine on my backside… But that’s another story.. Just don’t pretend that your problems are more important than someone else’s. Be mindful. You don’t know how that person is affected by it. Like the saying goes don’t judge me because I sin differently than you… Well you can’t judge my problems because they are different than yours. I don’t know. But at some point I gotta turn my phone off, gas my car up and take a few mental health days. Hell even Superman had a Fortress Of Solitude when he needed a getaway. Sometimes you gotta put down the cape and grab some flip flops… Say bye, bye to Kal-El.

Gravity

Everybody has one person that they love spending their time with on a constant basis. Whenever one or the other is free, you try to get away for lunch or a late night breakfast or something like that. You do it just because you really want to spend time with that person. It can be a feeling of infatuation or mutual appreciation of the others company. It may even be a genuine “like” factor there. But… you ever find yourself caught up in that person? Like something is pulling you faster than you can stop it? It’s called Gravity.

Gravity is defined as “a natural phenomenon by which physical bodies attract with a force proportional to their masses.” That is deep enough in itself.smh But when that happens, that’s when it gets hard. Say the feelings aren’t necessarily mutual, like you may feel a bit more strongly for them than they do for you. Now, that’s not to say they don’t appreciate the time with you, I’m merely saying they aren’t as far along in the infatuation as you are. You are now stuck thinking of that person constantly. You long to be near them. To see that smile; hold that hand. You’re caught in their Gravitational pull.

Simply saying, don’t let gravity catch you and pull you into to someone who isn’t willing to be pulled into yours. Gravity is tough. Hard to escape. It keeps you grounded and centered in that object. Sometimes this isn’t always bad. Sometimes you want to be there because that person can be warm, loving and giving. That’s a good space to be caught in. You can grow there. and I’m sure they feel the same about yours. But some are cold and dank. There’s no room to grow. No room for the warmth of a smile to fly through and it keeps you down. Your days are spent thinking about a person who isn’t thinking about you. That’s bad space. Not your fault though. You sometimes don’t know you are there until it’s too late. You are already stuck.

I’ve taken residence in several gravitation climates. The good ones go, and the bad ones are hard to escape. Hard because you want more from them. More than they are willing to give. Of course that makes you want to venture farther into that person, thus, sucking you deeper into that bad gravity. Trust me. When you fail, don’t feel bad. That is a gravity that has taken far better than you. Stay away because when you are stuck, you are stuck. Run away while you still can before your body gets too heavy to escape.
Trust me… you’d rather walk on your own weightless moon than be grounded inside a cold, dry gravity.

Royce.
      5/9/2012

Random: Whats That Mean?

This is just a random thought from tonight so just roll with me on this one....

Love... What does it mean? Like serious question. The term is very indefinable. it varies from person to person. It will change from relationship to relationship. "I Love You". This phrase built of 2 words and a letter can invoke many different actions. it can pull to people together. It can also push to people away. It can make you feel comfortable or make you feel a form of fear or guilt. It can be endearing, but when said by the wrong person, it can almost be insulting.

Websters defines Love as "a strong affection for another arising out of kinship or personal ties <maternal love for a child> (2): attraction based on sexual desire : affection and tenderness felt by lovers (3): affection based on admiration, benevolence, or common interests <love for his old schoolmates> ". Ok... but really that's all well and good sounding on paper. But no where in Webster's does it say that Love is keying the side of his car or showing up at his job threatening his coworkers.

Men love different than women. Just as women love different from men. Big differences tho. Men will say I love you. And we really mean it, because we aren't going to say that to just any and every female. But most women will say I love you.... and in the same sentence say "Ohh! I LOVE these shoes!"  Some women will love the shoes more than the man! Women KEEP shoes, but want to CHANGE a man.da fuck is that? But i digress...  All this is just to say Love has no absolute definition. At least i don't think. But i know what it means to me. What does it mean to you?

~da 6'5