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1/16/2007 Read and enjoyWelcome, You... the One?
For I know this masterpiece of words in Dutch. Please be My guest to read and enjoy in English
The Invitation It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dream for the adventure of being alive. It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon... I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain mine or your own without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful to be realistic to remember the limitations of being human. It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy. I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure yours and mine and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes.” It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children. It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back. It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments. Oriah Mountain Dreamer When people say "I Love you", dont they Realy mean,"I wanne be loved by you for who I am?"... Should I be lucky the crusaders were searching for the Holy Grail for over a thousand years without any result (well, at least as far as we know) while in My case there is just a few decades wasted? Time is My witness. Sir Charlie; 1/11/2007 LovelettersHello you, you who understands...damn few left.
..."Ik hou van jou, alleen van jou, ik kan niet leven in een wereld zonder jou"... (I Love you, only you, I can not live in a world without you)... sings Danna Winner ( a local celeb) with a soft lovely voice. The sweet smell of the incent sticks is still spreading its perfume all over the room, reminding Me how sweet it is to have some genuine love walking around. The dancing shadows on the walls caused by 2 tealights, one standing on a nighttable, the other on a chest with drawers seems like the only things that are alive inhere. Loneliness is hard to bear, it can bring the strongest Man on His knees.
So, in an effort to find, what I am looking all My life for, I kill My cigarette in the ashtray, turn down the volume of the music and start typing.. about... Love. I assume for most people who visite this site they must be thinking... that I have some kind of a twisted mind, that I am a nutcase ready for some therapy in an hospital where doctors probably are more crazy than their patients. As how else it is to justifie a Sir, with on top a Beast hidden inside somewhere, can write about Love?... Well, I guess it is My style of writting Loveletters. No, I admitt, not like most vanilla-people do. Ofcourse not, as it is Not My goal to find a vanilla-woman. And Please, dont get Me wrong here... Vanilla is indispensable, something realy necessary... to succeed in My search for the Holy Grail, the One, My impossible dream,... but, with one Big difference, and that is... BDSM (allthough I prefer to call it Alt-lifestyle) either, is an essential, needfull part to complete My quest, to finally find My Soulmate, My Godess. Sorry for those who liked the previous song... but hey, guess what, your lucky, ... once again The King has the privilege to bring a nice performance. push the button on the mediaplayer and enjoy...
Loveletters
Love letters straight from your heart
Keep us so near while apart Im not alone in the night When I can have all the love you write I memorize evry line
and I kiss the name that you sign And darlin, then I read again right from the start Love letters straight from your heart I memorize evry line
and I kiss the name that you sign And darlin, then I read again right from the start Love letters straight from your heart With love, Sir Charlie, 1/10/2007 The Man behind the maskWelcome, for those who are interrested.. others, your free to go... the ones, please stay
"Yum-Yum, said the big hungry bear"...funny, this was what I was thinking when My mother placed a bowl of spaghetti in front of Me... hehe, and to be honest, I am not that big at all, neither furry as a bear. But it sure tasted fine, Yummie. Yesyes, eating with some company allways brings in that little extra, no?... It is so boring to cook, eat and last but not least doing the dishes, All Alone.
Nononooooo, dont panic, I am not looking for a cook, maid or whatever, as I mentioned before (allthough, during 'playtime'...Anything can happen..Yummmyummm). You allready know I actually enjoy preparing food, aslong I dont have to sit on the table alone by Myself. Okay, I admitt, I rather like more to dry and put everything back to place than wrestling with pots and pans in that hot foamy water. Still, I like to eat an apple over a pear, does that mean I dont eat pears?... ofcourse not. Speaking about food, I wonder, do you people know, eat spaghetti at all. If yes, what style? Tomatosauce, cheesesauce, plain cooked but spiced with a slice of meat, or??... probably I will sound stupid for asking such a question, but hey, I am not a God, I am not a King, I am just a Man. OohYes, sure, probably the few of you who read My blog and/or who have seen My profile-picture and some symbolic pictures in My MIX-album will have raised their eyebrows a few times I suppose, but guess what, probably your mouths will fall open aswell from time to time when you keep reading along the path. Do I worry, nooooway, as Total Honesty is what I seek. Masks belong to parties, carnival, 'playtime".. for all I care cause in real life...What You see is what you get as more I can not offer. Bon Appetit.
Enjoy whatever you are doing.
Sir Charlie 1/9/2007 Ouch, that hurtsHello there,
They are everywhere... the ones holding hands while walking in the streets, the ones having cheerfull conversations enjoying a drink, the ones glued to eachother while doing a one-tile dance, the ones trying to read eachothers eyes without saying a word...
Thats the benefit for being alone, I have a loooooot of time to observe people as I dont have to pay attention to "someone Special" (pppfff, allready 5 years now.... mmmh, how crazy I must be) And yes, sad but true the others are everywhere too... the others flirting with strangers while partners giving the best they have, the others screaming and fighting over some futile issues, the others abusing the Love of a person for whatever reason, the others exploiting their (sexy/handsome) looks over some ignorant victimes. Ouch, the ones, the others... at least they have someone... Me, I am just a lonely observer. Bye there,
Sir Charlie, 1/7/2007 for I Love My property...Welcome, Stranger in the crowd...
Welcome, for those who are interrested to read whats on a Man's mind... Okok,... maybe a few days later as I said before, still...patience is a great virtue you know.
But ok,.. here comes the good/pleasant-list. Here I will try to explain that what I am searching for is not thaaaat odd, and hopefully it will help you try for have more understanding who I 'realy' am, where I come from and where I wanne go to. After the burning down of My house, Me being a proud Man, I chose to go drift around, be a hobo, see what the world would bring Me, rather than to kneel and beg for help. I can assure you that it was not that easy at all at certain times (especially during cold lonely nights). On the other hand this experience has given Me the opportunity to cope with poverty and experience streetlife from the inside which is a great help now how to appreciate small genuine things over big useless fake. As a "Sir" it is without a doubt necessary to take great responsabilty for that what is given to Him. So, what I am trying to say here is that the wellbeing of My "property" is the first thing I Have to/Must think about, My first prority in life. An unhappy slave is a True Master unworthy. Demanding, aah, an interresting word...does that mean I am searching for some cheap labour, a maid to clean, cook and wash.(but however sure can be used during 'playtime'). Nope... let Me say that infact I like to prepare food aswell (on certain occasions,... like there are,... a surprise to please My partner when se tired too much or bored with cooking, ... when I am home sooner from work than My baby (read slavegirl) is,... a candlelight snack-party with nobody else around than Romance, a glas of wine, soft music as Our companions,... preparing a picknick-case stuffed with dellicious things to enjoy eachothers company on a cosy place, etcetc). Demanding in this is meant in a way I wanne see some proof of her devotion, dedication, surrender to Me,.. Me the one who she has chosen to serve, obey and Love without hesitation nor fear. Surprised to find 'romance' in here?... Short, "I love My propery"... she always will get what she deserves,.. ok, I admitt, as I decide ofcourse. But remember that 'sincere love and true happiness' for both of Us is what I seek, no more, no less. Attention is crucial, a good slave is Always alert for what might be said, asked, demanded by her Master. Attention also means (when given the freedom, as a Master also has the power to restrict certain things at cetain times)... again, attention also means she will let other people see, know, understand how much she Loves her Man.(at home aswell as in public, the more the better).
Iaaah-Iaaah.. here comes the donkey... stubborn can be foolish and stupid but is a great thing when used in a way to hang on to achieve things, to hang on to the end, to succeed in what is set as a goal.
Smoking...well, lets hope My slave, My reason of existence, My soulmate, My godess, My property... will be able to finally help Me quit smoke through love and care for her Master. A "Sir" (in this case slaveowner) and His "property" (slave who wants/needs to be owned) are no less than warm friendly people only with a slight difference on experiencing issues like, ...erotic, sensuality, (primitive) sex, Love. I know what emotions are,... as Me too I cry sometime when watching a movie with content, Me too I am moved when hearing music that touches My soul, Me too I like to laugh and have fun with they who are worth it. Me too I want/need to Love someone close to Me. But more than vannila-people 'communication and honesty' are respected as if they were holy matters.
This will do for today, ...dont hesitate, dont be frightened, dont be shy... to ask for an explanation/clarification on the things that I write... you always will get a straight Honest answer.
Enjoy life and serve well,
Sir Charlie, 1/4/2007 Bad and Evil, a warningWelcome,
I know, probably I am not the most popular guy around the block, keeping in mind how My profile looks like and what I am looking for. Even more... for those who take the effort to read My blog from time to time I am going to write down why Not to choose for Me, why I am Not that interresting for you. In other words, you will have the honour to read what is bad and evil about Me.
So, to start somewhere, I will remind you that I was (technically spoken) married 3 times. And what do you guess,... All three of them were prostitutes. Yep, they had chosen to give sex for money as their profession. Still, they were all in the "businness" before I met them. Nope, I never was their 'pimp' as I always had a job of My own ...(even, a lot of jobs, but that is another discussion). Does that mean I am rich?... "Not At All"...along My 'wild' path I spent enough money to have the opportunity living better than average somewhere... but those days are over as I am alone for quite a few years now. I have a normal job with an average salary. Cursed by some bad luck, after I told My third wife to go and...(you may raise your eyebrows again) My house was set on fire (nononoooo, not by Me, I am not thaaat bad you know), I was forced to move around. All the ups and downs I encountered in that time made Me loose some weight and made Me less handsome as I used to be. mmmmH, what else is there?.. well, I am a very demanding person and I Need a lot of attention from she who wishes to choose Me. The next I am not realy sure wether to put it here on the bad/evil-list or somewhere tomorrow in the good/pleasant-list but as sooo many women suffer from headaches when it comes to sex (well, at least after they are together for a while).. I decided to get it over with right now and put it here... I am a 'hungry' Man speaking in the erotic sense and I need My daily dose of 'food' (sort a speak), possible even more than once a day, anytime of the day. You be warned now. Not as a mule but for sure I can be stubborn aswell and as I am a smoker (which is bad for My health and even more expensive as well) I dont do any effort to try to stop. Ending with the words "Only god can judge Me" you have to realise that Only My property can be My god... godess infact...
See you.. or not (as thats your choise),
Sir Charlie, 1/3/2007 Life is wonderfull...But,Welcome,
Woooow,... what a beginning of the year. Started partying sundayevening at 8 p.m. and came home... dont fall back now, Tuesdaymorning around 4 a.m. It was quite enjoyable, first with My family at My sisters home to end downtown with a couple of friends.
Still,... days like now makes a Man remember how sad it is to be Alone.
Well, alone for now as I am determined to find My property this year.
Wish you all a fantastic 2007 with everything your heart and soul desires/needs.
Sir Charlie, 12/31/2006 Happy New Year-Gelukkig Nieuwjaar-Bonne Anneé-Gutes Neues JahrWelcome...
(to again or not to again, thats the question... thank you Mr. Shakespeare) What Am I going to write today?... mmmh, ...let Me think...
Ok, first things first, for those who has problems with the English, feel free to help Me improve My kind of language or for asking a translation, in het Nederlands, en Français, auf Deutsch... and I will even do My best when Spanish, Portuguese or Italian should come up... aslong it is not Chinese, Lol... and being serious now, Thai is no problem either as My 3th ex-wife is of Thai origin. (Will tell you later about it). And now a few lines why I posted a picture with My lucky numbers...7 and 13?
13?... Allthough 13 is famous to bring no luck it is quite obvious no?... I was born on a 13th... and 7, well, I guess through ancient times 7 always has been a lucky number. So far, no big deal, ... unless... we look a bit deeper into it. Less than a day from now, 2007 will appear... there is a 7th month... and... yesyes... in that month there's also a 7th day. Conclusion?... Hurray, a triple 7 is approaching. Let Me say first, I am not that superstitious at all, but nevertheless,... "777"... all over the world means "Jackpot". Hopefully,... I cross My fingers now, somewhere in July next year. I have the honour to celebrate a dream come through. Real marriage, a symbolic wedding vow or whatever is possible at that time, would be "Fantastic". Speaking about marriage... Yep, I was married too at a certain time, ... even twice for real and one time as a symbolic act to ease the mind of My so called parents in law. (nono, not because I made the poor girl pregnant, as I dont have any children at all... I always used to say "a kid shouldnt raise a kid", as My freedom was some kind of holy in My belief, at that time) HoHohoo...(I must sound like SantaClaus right now, hehe)... most of you will raise the eyebrows I guess, when reading all this (and believe Me, it will not be the last time)... but hey, the passed is the passed and My nose is pointing in the direction of the future now. Dont panic, from time to time I will reveal more things happened in the passed, as in the 44y of My existence I lived quite a wild life in a matter of speaking. Do I hear You mumble again??... freak, monster, sob, etcetc... come back for more and you will find out.
For now there is no more to say than wishing you ALL a..." HAPPY NEWYEAR"
Sir Charlie, 12/30/2006 I have a DreamWelcome,
There is sooo much going through My mind every single day (and night) that it isnt realy easy to start writing. Its like a cascade of idea's, thoughts, thinkings, fantasies, dreams overflooding My brains constantly, preventing Me what to write first...
But hey, ..."dreams"... there is a start. Believe it or not, but yes, once more there is a King involved today... Nope, not Mr. Presley... " I have a dream "... rings a bell??... yes, no?... no panic, I will help you anyway. Well, those are the famous words Martin Luther King (leader of the American civil rights movement) pronounced a few times during a march on Washington somewhere in august '63 ...and I quote ..."I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slaveowners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood."... in an effort to gain more freedom for the black community in the USA. Me too I have a dream... ironical enough its also related to slaveowners ("Masters", allthough I like to call Myself a "Sir" ) and slaves. You see, in My (impossible??) dream (that hopefully will come through before I am laid to My rest) I am a slaveowner...nononooooo, not the kind that beats up his slave to applesauce every day. In My dream the slave ("My property") surrenders on her Own Free will to 'whatever' assignment is given,.. 24 hours a day,.. 365 days a year. (hehe, every 4 years she will have a day-off, lol) Serious now, ...read carefully...deliberately I use the word 'slave' and not 'sub' (short for submissive person) as I dont seek someone who is submissive as she pleases but realy someone who wants to be "Owned". A female who puts Complete Trust, in He, she wishes to choose. And yes, this will take weeks, months, maybe even years of 'training' to achieve that goal... just keep in mind that TRUE LOVE is My guide with Happiness for both as the reward. Two simple (but ohso important) keywords are to be reminded (as they were realy chisseled into your brains)....."" Honesty and Communication ""...... Friendship, Affection, Respect, Trust, and last but not least True Love will follow automatically. I can hear you mumble allready...."how does that work in public, isnt it fetched a bit too far, is that guy coming from Mars, etcetc... Ok, I admitt, it sounds quite utopic, still ...it is MY dream.
I guess this will do for today, ... there is more to come.
Sir Charlie, 12/29/2006 "My property", My impossible dream, My unreachable star???Welcome...whoever, whatever you are,
So, here I sit, staring at My screen, wondering what I am going to write... even, in what language I will continue to write. As My native language is Dutch but on the other hand "My property" could be hiding anywhere on this planet, I decided to go for English. I know, most likely, Chinese will be the most spoken language on our globe, though except for some words I picked up in a chinese restaurant My knowledge of it doesnt go that far to explain Myself. So,... English it is.
Now, this being said, what is better to begin with than providing you with the lyrics of the King's "Impossible dream"... except for listening to the song aswell?... silence I guess
Listen, read, watch and enjoy...
Impossible dream (Elvis Presley)
To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe To bear with unbearable sorrow To run where the brave dare not go To write the unwritable wrong To be better far than you are To try when your arms are too weary To reach a'unreachable star Oh let it my quest, to follow that star No matter how hopeless, No matter how far To fight for the right Whithout question or pause To be willing to march into hell For a heavenly cause And I know if I'll only be true To this glorious quest And my heart will lie peaceful and calm When I'm laid to my rest And the world will be better for this That one man scorned and covered with scars Still strove with his last ounce of courage To reach the unreachable star And the world will be better for this
oh That a man scorned and covered with scars He still strove with his last ounce of courage oh To reach the unreachable star. Thank you very much...
With the same words as the King thanks his audience I thank you too for lasting till now.
Good day or Good night where ever you are,
Sir Charlie, |
Sir Charlie versus The Beast....................... I am not a god, ........ I am not a king ............................. " just a Man with True Love as My guide "
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