Camden New Jersey

Today, I made a revelation.

Today, I would like to talk to you about connection and human coupling. What makes people the way that they are. How we tick and why we tick the way that we do. I want to give my opinion and you can laugh at me or think me stupid if you please. I'm just going to put my warped sensibilities out there and you tell me what you think.

I want to ruminate, firstly on mIRC and how this mother- fucking program has shrank the world to the size of a dime. I spent two nights ago learning about a brand new poet that I have never heard of before, Kahlil Gibran...from a guy from Malaysia, RASPUTIN. We became fast friends and he hung out with me in my channel. You know, the chat room that I made up myself. Now after awhile of talking, I wondered...waitaminute. Maybe RASPUTIN is not a guy from Malaysia at all, but instead some dude from Camden New Jersey who likes to impersonate foreigners to talk to me???

I've learned the art of co- channelling from practice. That's when you are physically in more than one chat room. To do it well takes a great deal of patience and relaxation to actually read through two or more conversations at one time. It takes some skill, and I'm learning it. Also. I'm learning how to navigate across different networks...just in case the over 5,000 channels (chat rooms) of the UNDERNET isn't enough, I can now cross over to the any of over a 1,000 networks, each with thousands of channels. Are you beginning to appreciate the sheer size of this fucking IRC thing? The bitch is probably bigger than the World Wide Web and the blogosphere COMBINED~!!

It's easy to get lost. Yesterday, I was listening to channel radio, when the DJ of the station came into the channel. I knew him from before. He had made a fan out of me by playing all of my requested songs and giving me several shout outs over the air. DJ-KOKO-RYU. Today, he brought in a new DJ...DJ-LIA. I've come to realize that abbreviations to names have nothing to do with the norm. Take CYN for instance. One could easily think that that's short for CYNTHIA...but it's not...it's short for CYNOSURE. Get the message? DJ-LIA's nick is short for LIANTHE. LIA is a great DJ and a fireball. Lia, full of life, orbited around DJ-KOKO like a comet. Why I stood out in a room full of people to them was beyond me.

The two of them jammed to my musical tastes, that's probably what did it, but in any event, I was invited to their community website and register. Stupid me. I went there in all curiosity to a site called FET life. LIA and KOKO were already there. Now here I was again...thinking to myself...waitaminute. Maybe LIA and KOKO are not two DJ's at all, but instead some dude from Camden New Jersey who likes to impersonate DJ's to talk to me???

Just so's you know... FET..or FETLIFE ...is not a pet site. FET stands for fetish, and it is not for the squeamish. How do I know this...because I just HAD TO KNOW. I registered to just poke around and to see pictures of LIA and KOKO and yep...they were there. And of course they wanted to see pictures of me, so I uploaded a few and spent the day filling out a profile which labeled me as being VANILLA. Meaning normal/usual (boring) sexual tendencies. That didn't bother KOKO or LIA who are into the dominate/submissive lifestyles. KOKO already has a submissive. LIA is a sub seaching for a dom.

I spent the rest of the day leaning how to NET-HOP, or jump from network to network to try their kink fare. I tell you, I met a great number of people for one day...maybe thirty, if I'm counting correctly...but then it dawned on me...waitaminute. Maybe these thirty people are not thirty people involved in the kink lifestyle at all, but instead some dude from Camden New Jersey who likes to impersonate thirty people just to talk to me???

Exhausted, I wanted back home to my favorite chatroom #hotadults to be among the names and faces I know. I tell them of the time that I had in a single day, being nothing but a tremendous sponge, absorbing information about D/S chatrooms. How to enter them, what to look out for, how do you behave and what rules to follow. I was aglow with knowledge. My friends at CHEERS, which is what I'm going to call this channel from now on, was pleased with me, patted me on the back and told me to watch out for the kink sites. Their members are highly active and IRL (In Real Life) encounters are common. Play, have fun, but play at my own risk.

More than in Cheers?? C'mon, that's being a little like the pot calling the fucking kettle black here. These guys hook up all the time. CYN came in later and told me that she was in the city all day. If I had a cell phone she would have called me up for lunch. I told her that I didn't use those evil, brain cancer making devices. I'd rather she tell me online and I'll meet her somewhere.

Besides... CYN got me thinking... waita- minute. Maybe CYN is not a woman from Connecticut at all, but instead some dude from Camden New Jersey who likes to impersonate women just to talk to me???

I spent till midnight with MARYDREAMS and MOEfromMD bullshitting about some of the most unimaginable topics. I went to bed, thinking of myself as some explorer, resting from a long day of climbing steppes and mountain shoulders with a Sherpa guide. I was almost asleep until I got to thinking... waitaminute. Maybe even I myself am not a guy from New York at all, but instead some dude from Camden New Jersey who likes to impersonate me just to talk to me???

Naaaah...there comes to a point where such logic holds no weight. There comes a point where such cautions become idiotic cautionary tales, like watching Reefer Madness one too many times. There comes a time where your world can no longer contain you in its tiny confines and that you will and can broaden your horizons...all you need is a path to do so with.

I think I've found my path.

Hobobob