Archive for October, 2010

Legislating Morality: A Trip To The Dentist

Over the years my behavior has gotten me into loads of trouble usually with my parents. Even more my mouth has gotten me into trouble so I usually keep my mouth shut when not invited to speak. Yesterday April had a follow up dentist appointment and I went with her. In the waiting room in a dentist office is most definitely a place to keep to myself. This couple had two very cute children and the kids spoke to me first. I passed the time playing and joking around with them.

Finally April was called in and about ten minutes later the two children were called in simultaneously. The mother took them back and that left just the father, myself and a teenager. I told the man he was lucky to have such a wonderful family. How we got from that to discussing politics and morality, I don’t know but we did. The man made it a point to let me know he was a liberal democrat and that from his perspective on one has the right to tell him how to live his life.

I should have just listened and made it a one sided conversation, but I asked him if he meant there should be no rules, no laws at all? He went further into his beliefs and told me he was a humanist. He believed himself to be the master of his domain and the god of his existence. Believe me, the man said so much more, but what struck me was when he told me he had the right to decide what was moral. He and only he, had the right to determine what was right and what was wrong.

I was half listening to him and half trying to order my thoughts for a question. He was all over the place with his rhetoric. From Christians to Muslims to Republicans to the Tea Party and George Bush. Somehow he even managed to throw Tony Dungy in the mix. Finally when he took a breath, I asked him if I had the same right to think the way he did. “Most certainly!”, was his response.

I thought of something clever to say because I didn’t agree with his thinking even though I agree that he has the right to think what he wants. Before I could respond, the teenage girl interjected herself into the conversation. “So you wouldn’t have a problem if this man decided he had the right to kill your wife and kids when they are finished getting their teeth cleaned”, she asked.

The man turned to the maybe 16 or 17 year old girl and with a look of indignation said in a very course tone, “Of course I would have a problem if this guy (me) touched my family in any way!”

The girl asked, “But you freely admit if he wanted to do it, as the master of his own world, he has the right — and if he had the right lawyer, judge and jury that thought as you do, he might get off without any sort of punishment.” Believe me, what she said was far more eloquent than I worded it.

The man rolled his eyes, crossed his legs and rustled through the stack of magazines and didn’t speak another word. I moved closer to the young lady. I learned her name was Nicole and she was a sophomore at the high school. I shook her hand and thanked her for ending a conversation I didn’t want to be in anyway. She told me she had written a paper on legislating morality. She had been told by her teacher that you cannot legislate morality. She said, “Abortion, rape, theft and murder are all moral issues and were all legislated. Then she left me with a quote. I forgot the exact quote but thanks to the library and the book she used to do some of her research, The Family Under Siege, I found it.

She said our founding fathers built morality into our Constitution and the Declaration of Independence. I told her I had a blog and asked if she minded if I blogged about this conversation. Obviously she didn’t mind and obviously I didn’t tell her the name of the blog. What do you think about all this. April just laughed and reminded me to keep my mouth shut next time.

Morality is the only thing you can legislate. That’s what legislation is. It is the codification in law of some particular moral concern — generally so that the immorality of a few is not forcibly inflicted on the rest of us.
~ Dr. D. James Kennedy

Galen Sterling-Smith from KVGess’ Blog will be guest blogging on November 6, 2010. Galen is Jelisa’s husband. She was a guest blogger earlier this year and I thought it would be a great idea, since both had blogs, to have Galen guest post as well. He agreed and we will be able to read his post in one week. In the meantime, stop by Galen’s site and check it out.

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Poetic License – October 2010

Poetic License is that part of Morning Erection that allows me to showcase some of the great poets that I found in my travels throughout the Internet. I have found that by posting works by other bloggers often brings more traffic to their site and that is a good thing. If you missed the first Poetic License, please check it out.

Each month I will share seven poems with you from other bloggers and one from myself. If you like poetry, I hope you come back each month for more!

These Three Words
by MoZaic

These three words
powerful and sweet
speak volumes much
louder than crowds
& softer than whispers

These three words
cause hurt & pain
cut deeper than
razors leaves
wounds open
wider than
the Atlantic

These three words
I can’t live without
hearing or feeling
expressing or receiving

These three words
are reserved only
for you the one
the only the one
I need the one
I want the one
I give it
to freely

These three words
I Love You

Why I Write
by Shelbie M. Moore

Someone once asked me
“What do you want to do with your life?”
I thought and said, “I want to write”
“Write what?” they asked
Here’s what I responded

I don’t want to write what’s been written
I don’t want to create a story that everyone’s heard
I want to be original
I want to be important
I want my mind to matter over my body
I want to be judged for my allusions, motifs, and hyperboles
I want to be known for the rhythm my tongue makes
As it literally rolls under my words
I want to influence using only my vocabulary
I want to have a dream
I want to make women feel phenomenal
I want to write by any means necessary

I want to make people feel every cliché
ever written by an author or poet
I want my readers’ blood to pump
I want to make their adrenaline sprint through their veins as their heart physically skips beats
I want people to blink back tears and think of their lovers as I recite words such as
“Everyone has their flaws
but yours are so microscopic I don’t feel the need to point them out”
I want my phrases to build marriages
And comfort divorces
I want my rhymes to make a guy reminisce on that one special kiss
That makes him regret every mistake he’s made
I want to piss off the men and women who’ve wronged me and I’ll use their tears to fill the ink in my pen

I want families to read my poems on holidays
I want grandmothers to recite my stories by heart
I want to be remembered for the talent I possessed
I want to be known for my intellect, creativity, and smile
A smile I’ll show at every
Performance, book signing, slam, or presentation

And whenever a child grabs a biography of me
I want one quote engraved in their memory
“All Shelbie wanted to do is write
So that’s how she spent her life”

Heart Beat
by Meghan Lee

This pen is my vein
This ink is my blood
This thought is my pulse

This page is my memory
These words are my legacy
This hour is short

When the veins are collapsing
When the blood has run dry
When the pulse beats no more

When the memory has faded
When the hour is up
This legacy lives on

In Love’s Light
by SeeNote

In Love’s light, I find myself.
And with a splintering conscience.
A veiled passion no longer disguised
Finds me depraved and insolent
Standing alone foremost and within
A room where the walls are both boundless and absolute.
I turn away to avoid Love’s reproach.
I am Revealed and displayed for truth’s sake
Instinctively scowling with downcast eyes.
Searching not for the blissful dole of Love’s impatient gaze –
I recoil and voraciously ensconce the rapture I have come to embrace;
Clinging to the agony it has wrought.
Any pursuit of celestial adoration has long subsided
And since been substituted with earthly inclination.
I’ve made an acquaintance of simple satisfaction –
And it has been enough for me.
Still no affinity is forged without compromise:
My intricacies have not afforded me any exception.
The blinding illumination beyond my closed eyelids has dimmed to a subtle glow.
I am left alone again, to my own device.

Autumn’s Seduction

by Cherlyn Cochrane

The leaves, stripped of their green,
now brilliant shades of orange and red,
fall slowly to the ground – their bed –
once more, never again to be seen.
With a gentle hint of summers end,
and a breeze carrying a fall shiver
(just enough to make me quiver) –
Autumn is here, it transcends.
The darkness from nightfall shrouds
the moon; the shadows move and creep,
prowling around those that sleep –
there is no light peaking from the clouds.
Autumn brings beauty, and it brings fright –
two opposing forces balanced at one time.
For it is breathtaking and sublime,
and it brings those that wander the night.

Let It Be Known
by Helen Howell

To be awake but not awakened
and, oh, this is a merry life
that keeps one in the mire
of reality’s conspiracy.

And then there is the light
but no enlightenment
and knowledge but no wisdom
and love but no loving.

Peace is there somewhere
but no peacefulness
because it cuddles up to joy
and hides in discontent.

Let it be known I know
how great we are to live this farce
and play-act with intensity
the simulated genuine.

But of the genuine who knows
if ere upon a dusty shore
if will rise in true force, effect,
and stand as one triumphant?

Let it be known I don’t know
but maybe in a future time
there’ll be a misfit speck of past
that shows I should have known.

The awake, enlightened, wise,
the peaceful and the joyous,
all specks within the folds of time
that one day will make a … whole!

Tell Them
by Dawn Gibson

Tick tock
Goes the clock
Seconds, minutes,
Hours to days.
Eternity waits
with each breath you take
Are you ready to go?
None of us knows
The hour, the day,
The time.
In one moment
You will find
everything left behind.
Then it’s too late
You’ve sealed your fate
Please don’t wait…
Tell them you love them.
While you still have the chance.

The Dance
by Tom Baker

Swaying, twisting
A glimmer, a shimmer
You move and you turn
You’re blue then you’re orange

Waving, twirling
A slither, a glide
I watch as you step slowly then
You dart and you dash

Rolling, jaunting
A scurry, a trot
Intoxicating, entranced, I can’t look away
Mimic the daylight, parting the dark

You’re dancing, your light
On my wife’s naked flesh
I watch the shadow of your flame
Enjoying the motion, the beauty

Of the candle’s naughty dance

All Rights Reserved © by their respective authors. Tom Baker and his Morning Erection blog make no claims to any poetry other than his own.

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Winter Lifestyle Changes For A Home Nudist

Winter Lifestyle Changes For Home Nudists

I’m pretty sure a very few of you, if any are in the same physical state as I am in right now. I’m buck naked and my largest organ (my skin) is being caressed by the cool night breeze. I was pretty warm today for October 26th. October means colder weather and I hate the cold. It makes it very difficult for a home nudist like myself. I prefer living life in just the skin I was born in but this time of the year brings with it many challenges. Winter time is even worse. Do I put clothes on or do we just turn the heat on as high as we can stand. I go through this every year and last year was the first with April. Misery loves company!

We have a fireplace but I don’t like the way it makes the house smell so we only use it every now and again. We have loads of wood because April loves chopping it, but like I said, we hardly use it.

April and I get a lot of colds but we usually get sick together so it’s okay. We might have to invest in Snuggies this year! Wish us luck and thanks for putting up with my idiosyncrasies. Gotta go, I think my butt cheeks are sticking to the chair.

Galen Sterling-Smith from KVGess’ Blog will be guest blogging on November 6, 2010. Galen is Jelisa’s husband. She was a guest blogger earlier this year and I thought it would be a great idea, since both had blogs, to have Galen guest post as well. He agreed and we will be able to read his post in less than two weeks. In the meantime, stop by Galen’s site and check it out.

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