So I've recently come under fire, by (mostly) my pornographic Twitter followers, for my anti-porn rant, which I admit was sensational and reactionary, and I would now like the chance to wade into these waters with a clearer head. The subject of sex is complicated and controversial, with widely divergent opinions colliding about the media-verse to... Continue Reading →
Even as I am sitting here, tapping away at my keyboard, I am not wearing any clothes. Naked is my normal, my default state. I feel most true to myself when I've got nothing on, and if I could move to Ilmarinen, to never have to see another pair of underwear, you can be certain... Continue Reading →
Please help, I would like to advertise my fantasy adventure novel, Ages of Aenya, but it won't let me get started because, for some reason, the book has been labeled as erotica. My book is NOT erotica! It has never been erotica. There is a lot more adult/erotic content in Game of Thrones and other... Continue Reading →
After my visit to the Louvre this year, I knew I had to revisit my old article, which I wrote in 2013, in which I discuss the ‘heroic nude,’ why it is important, and how it has inspired me and my writing.
Included in this update: a lot of great new photos, which I personally took, from the world’s greatest museum!
What spirit is so empty and blind, that it cannot recognize the fact that the foot is more noble than the shoe, and skin more beautiful than the garment with which it is clothed?
Designed by Carl Sagan, the Pioneer Plaque was sent into space on Pioneer 10, depicting humanity in its most natural state to potential alien explorers.
I have scoured the Internet, talking it over with many naturist readers, but I have yet to find heroes quite like Xandr and Thelana. As far as I can tell, they are unique to the fantasy genre, in that they are the first heroes in modern times wherein their bare bodies are their costumes. Some readers will suggest Robert Heinlein, Isaac Asimov or Edgar Rice Burroughs, all of whom dabbled with nudity or naturist philosophy in their writings, to a limited degree. Without question, the Martian in Heinlein’s Stranger…
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I don't like sex. Yeah yeah, I can hear the jokes already. Comedian Dimitri Martin did it best in his book, This is a Book, in a chapter titled, Better than Sex, where he lists all of the things he once considered better than sex, which includes most anything and everything. He then proceeds to list what is, for... Continue Reading →
This is something I originally wrote for Facebook, but I feel it's relevant to post here as well. Dear Friends and Family, I do not know whether anyone will care to read this, as I haven't been using Facebook lately for personal reasons, but my heart is heavily burdened by everything that is going on... Continue Reading →
It should come as no surprise by now that I choose to live my life sans clothing. Naked is my default state. I long for the day when I can be free from the branding of Polo and Ralph Lauren. I only feel myself when I am wearing nothing. But far more important to me is writing.... Continue Reading →
If there's one area in which I can agree with the KKK, the white race is going the way of the dodo. According to Neo-Nazi "literature," white people are like glasses of milk. Add a drop of Hershey's syrup to the mix, and BAM! you've got yourself chocolate people. Now supposing we could be certain... Continue Reading →
Remember chatrooms? Thirty or more strangers blinking from your computer screen, with names like poonsnack6324, rambling simultaneously and incoherently, with tortured spelling and non-existent grammar, while that one guy tried to impress everyone with his keyboard doodles as half a dozen others are engaged in a text-orgy? Those sure were the good ol' days, amirite? Nope. AOL was... Continue Reading →