Brass cogs overclocked,
The war machine,
Of thought,
A hulking monstrosity,
Spewing ideas,
Embers and smoke,
Screaming and burning,
Through the ashes,
Of memory,
Laughing meniacly,
As I plow through,
Splintering words,
Grinding the throttle,
Mental plates,
Vibrate under pressure,
Shearing bolts of lightning,
Comeing apart,
Glorious chaos,
Devouring inspiration,
Powering the beast,
Of my mind.
My path in writing, art, or poetry had always been one of seemingly contradictory things meshing to find balance. Transporting a reader into the depths of their imagination or showing a glimpse of the world through my eyes. Inspireing new thoughts or shifting a readers view to a new perspective has always made me smile. Writing connects me to strangers and those I care about. I write as a creative outlet and as a way to share my thoughts. Sometimes catharsis, sometimes simply seeking to share or create beauty. I openly write about my experiences as a dom and the kinks I enjoy. Sensuality and sexuality both find a home in my work and inspire me to write. I pour feelings onto the page like splashes of paint, throw them out into the world and for some reason people like them. It baffles me but I enjoy the hell out of it. I hope I can continue to inform, amuse, and inspire desire in you all.
Best wishes -SirHanz
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Powering the beast of my mind. Hell yeah. I like your metaphors.
Powering the beast of my mind. Hell yeah. I like your metaphors.
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Thanks! Some days it’s a wonder some days it tries to eat me lol
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