Sith Creed

"Peace is a lie. There is only passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain power. Through power, I gain victory. Through victory, my chains are broken."
-the Sith Creed

14 May 2018

Who is Pup Bacon and Why?

A few weeks back I was in Manchester and decided that would be a good chance for me to fully explore my Pup side. "Wruff! pic.twitter.com/mc7pgzTW7x— Osiris (@OsirisBladeXXX) April 25, 2018" I fully enjoyed myself. I met other pups and a few handlers; swapped stories and the like.

This one handler stopped me one night and treated me as if I was a full on pup, or pup headspace, if you will. I wasn't and figured "ok, I'll take the bait". He took me to a dark corner of the bar and got me kinda naked. (I say kinda because, well, you see in the photo what I wore...) He began to rub my body and do small simple tricks like "shake", "kiss" and "sit". It was fun for a bit until I wanted some more beer. As a dog owner, I never give/gave my pets alcohol. So I tried to take my hood off and get some more beer; the guy stops me and goes to get more. By this point I'm out of the proper headspace and just tell him how it is. But he didn't understand, so I told him I was going to walk around and meet and greet and have fun like I planned. I then asked if he wanted to go for a beer and chat in a non-club music venue. He agreed.

The next time we met, I told him about my time in the Marines and how it changed my life. I explained to him about the importance of being a Marine and the correlation with my choice to become a Pup. I used the term "Devil Dog". It is a nickname the Marine Corps supposedly earned during WWI at the Battle of Belleau Wood. Even after telling him the history of the nickname, I didn't think he still understood. Maybe because he was still in the Dom/Sub mindset that is a large part of the HumanDog fetish play. And I get it. I'm here to deny what it is, nor shame it.

Every time I don that pup hood, I'm telling everyone that I fought for my rights. *chuckles* I always found it funny about most people who thank me for my service. My response: It was for selfish means, so you have nothing to thank me for. That never really made sense until I said that my rights are the ones I fought for while sitting in Iraq and Afghanistan.

I paid the cost to live in America as an openly gay Black American.

10 May 2018

The Mirror, It's black!!

So it's been a wild and eventful time. Usually I put thoughts like this down on cerebellum and let the booze and THC wipe my memory clean the next day. But this time... this time...
Not sure where to begin or how to start...
Know what? I will tackle this in the morning give me a fresh start. A new day... A new way? I don't know I'm literally free writing after a pint ...er 12oz of Weyerbacher Blithering Idiot.
I laugh to myself because this was supposed to be a different post. A post made at this time but in a different dimension. A different timeline. A different path of whatever. Not sure what to do when I come across a patch of [cloud of thought] or *mechanical* "processing thought" or 56k modem sound *laughs*
Overall, I want to write more and more often. I was asked recently to guest write on someone else's blog. And I think to myself but "what about those who read mine?"

If you read this, leave a comment. I am fueled by responses and commentary. I love to write but that is not possible if I am not read.