what’s in a name: djphage rocks edition

The most interesting people on earth?  Are the ones I like.  Truly, genuinely, immediately like.  For reasons I can’t quite figure out.  Over the last few years, something strange has happened to me.  People; friends, family and total strangers alike, have become ghosts.  .  Not in any sort of “spiritual apparition” sense.  In more of a “completely transparent from first impression on” sense.  I no longer “meet” people.  I read them.  It takes five seconds at least, five minutes at most.

Afterward?

One of two things happens.

I like you.

Or I don’t.

Based on a thousand and one verbal and non verbal clues you’ve given me about your true nature.  What you’re after. Who you are.

In the long run, the importance of this will make a lot more sense.  For now? Read more

lullabies are lovely

A wise, strangely skinny man once said “The Easy Way Is The Only Way”.  While certainly true, there are times when finding that way can seem difficult to say the least.  One place in particular I’ve noticed this?  I’ll give you a hint.  It’s three letters long. Read more

when you wish a porn a star…

If there’s one thing I love?  It’s porn.  (See here)  If there’s one thing I hate?  It’s people’s perception of porn, and by association, porn stars.  People in general, but women specifically tend to cast porn stars in the role of “slut”, “whore” or perhaps even “evil”.  They look down upon and disdain them for doing “dirty”, “unethical” work that they consider a plague upon society.  Corrosive to the hearts, minds, and penises of the men in their lives.

People are idiots.  I look at  porn stars in the exact opposite way.  The right way.  Read more

the (human) g-spot

The mythical, magical..G-Spot.  Sexual bigfoot?  Holy grail of female pleasure?  Doorway to otherworldy orgasms?  Yep.  All of the above.  And then some.  Of all my annoying genetic anomalies (extreme near sightedness, perpetual dry mouth, a right arm pit that drains like Niagra Falls..) one you’ll never hear me complaining about are my unnaturally long, strangely crooked fingers.  Someone else you won’t hear complaining about em?  My girlfriends.  Rawr.

This isn’t about that, exactly.

What if I told you that both men and women have a g-spot?  A hidden trigger.  A secret door.  To pleasures unknown.  Relationships revived.   Planet earth, redeemed.

A g-spot whose response is Pavlovian.  Subconscious.  Profound.   What if I told you it’s something you can touch, and should touch on everyone you know?  Everyone you’ve ever known.  Or will someday meet?

You’d probably say “sounds kinky, Cash.”

You’ve got a point.  Touche.

Let me assure you though, reaching this g-spot doesn’t require getting undressed.  It doesn’t require much of anything at all.  Except being something.  Something important. Something divine. Read more

on indoor voices and bedroom vices

One of the most awkward conversations in the history of mankind happened two summers ago.  My landlord at the time; a kindly old woman in her seventies, had summoned me to her office.  There had been some complaints.  Noise complaints.  Seven, to be precise.  Some of them?  From the other side of the complex. It wasn’t my fault.. exactly.  But it needed to stop.  Or I’d have to leave.  She suggested I go shopping.  Read more

“it’s always on” - tkt ftw edition

When I do something incredibly stupid, I always go through three emotional stages: shock, disbelief and utter disbelief.  Lucky for me, it doesn’t happen too often.

A recent example was as embarrassing as it was educational, and had me thinking, of all things, back to my days as a aspiring “pick up artist” (gag!).

One of the few concepts from the practice I still appreciate and apply is that of “it’s always on…”  This is the notion that whenever you’re interacting with a girl, you should do so with the belief that she’s already into you.  It’s supposed to build confidence, reduce fear, and keep things fun.

Though I’ve seen plenty of guys crash and burn miserably attempting this (here’s a tip gents;  if she turns her back while you’re talking to her, says any variation of “fuck off / you” and or responds with single syllables to your every question?  Uh, it’s not on.  Always or otherwise.)

For me though, it’s worked wonders.  After all, most girls are into me.  Or should be.  Duh.

Something else you should always consider on? Read more

on ass kissers and angels

If honesty is orgasmic?  Then sincerity is sublime.  A trait that should be the cornerstone of, and a requirement for, every human being on planet earth.   But sadly, isn’t.

What disgusts and surprises me in equal doses?  Sincerity is something else entirely for most.  For most people?  Sincerity is scary.  Most people are idiots.  So unaccustomed to a genuine person, compliment, or comment, that they immediately reject it as too good to be true.  Too uplifting to be believed.

Since The Knew Testament revolves around the concept of making people feel good, really, really good, a lot of it naturally involves compliments and encouraging words.  If you’re doing it right, and or should be doing it at all?  Incredibly sincere compliments and encouraging words.

Sadly, people arn’t exactly used to these.  Yet.  Their reaction, instead?  Read more

the knew digest

The Knew Testament; saving lives and rocking worlds since 2011.  Now appearing as a TGOC Digest near you.

(You’re welcome.)

“that’s awesome” - everything on earth edition

One of the most painful things I’ve ever seen?  Is something I’m forced to watch and re-watch.  Repeatedly.  It undermines happiness.  Deflates dreams.  Builds bitterness.  It’s a somewhat stealthy assassin.  Often there but rarely seen.  Identified.  Destroyed.  To the untrained eye, it looks like a nothing more than a normal conversation.  To mine?  It looks like bullshit in progress.

Let me tell you something.

Something important.

Being a good person involves making other people feel good.

Period.

Read that, re-read it, and then read it again.

There are plenty of ways to actively amplify someone’s mood, inflating their ego and making their day in the process.  (Sincere compliments and encouragement are good examples of this). But an equally important method involves deactivating something.  Yourself.  Read more

the knew testament

My biggest secret?  You’ll never guess it in a million years.  It’s completely counter-intuitive considering so much of what I’ve written about here.  Nonetheless, it’s true.  Make that the most important truth in my life.  It’s high time I finally share it with you.

I have.

Exactly one.

Talent.

One, and only one.

One true talent that separates me from almost everyone else.  On planet earth.  Reading TGOC, you may be surprised to hear me say that.

“Only one, Cash?  Get real.  You brag about one talent per paragraph…”

Shut up, you. Read more

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