unNaked Soul

SMS to HRH The Queen

2008-11-01T16:10:00.000-07:00

I'm your sun and you are my nothern star. I'll guide you through the day and you'll guide me through the night until the morning comes... I'll protect you with fire and light your path with sparks. I shall decorate your feet with precious jewels, clothe you with the finest linen, and crown your head with stars. You are my woman and I'll love you forever.

How decisive are your decisions?

2008-10-28T08:42:00.000-07:00

I was working earlier today when something hit me. Let me share. I got home from my usual rounds about town dealing with client issues (one currently has a red dot on my forehead, and another somewhere I cannot divulge due to the sensitivity of the matter) and paying off business partners (so i call them for lack of a more leechy name). I got home and as usual almighty PCHN has given it to me upper cut style. So I gave them a counter attack with a left hook to their chin by turning on my almost having liver problem Generator. Thats right. I got into my work area to turn on my laptop (A levono by the way. Don't ask and don't buy. My battery went from 2 1/2hrs to 0mins in 3months) and I was met with this decision: Should I plug my lone UPS, which is for the LCD TV in my sit-watchtv-playvideogames-miscellenousactivity room, to the laptop or should I plug it directly to source since I am currently running on gen and would know when PHCN decides to give us electricity so I can save my work, power off, and change power supply. I chose to plug directly to source and fashied the UPS.

A few minutes later, lets say 20, a knock came on the door twice and I wondered who it was. I knew at that time my younger brother is in the my sit-watchtv-playvideogames-miscellenousactivity room with his hands free connected to his ear blasting off songs from his Nokia Something-Something Phone's MP3 player. I knew also that I'll have to yell out his name before he could hear me. I was met again with this decision: Should I get the door or yell out my brother's name so he can get the door because I was feeling to lazy to stand up. I chose the former. The next thing I knew was, VVIAAP! power's gone, and my laptop too. Few seconds later, power came back on. Apparently, the knock was from my landlords house help informing us that PCHN has decided to bestow upon us the liberty of their electricity and my bother promptly switched over.

Then I began to ponder, if I had chosen to plug my laptop to the UPS as oppose to directly to power, my laptop would still be on and I would have been able to save my work. And If I had gone for the door I would know that PHCN power is back and save my work before switching over. Either way I would have won, but I didn't. Hmmm...

Well, I have decided to be...

unNakedly Yours,
unNaked Soul

Press Fast Forward

2008-07-02T17:25:00.000-07:00

All my life as far as I can remember, I have been made promises to, now I can't tell a promise from a fable. - unNaked Soul

I won't be able to post, for now, the PPA for other bloggers as promised. I am afraid I have to sign off blogger for a while. I have lost complete track of who I am. Who am I? I can't even say in a very honest sentence. What do I want? I have to seat back, figure that out, and set my priorities right.

If I don't come back, know that I do very well appreciate every single individual I have virtually known through this medium. May it be as you wish... be well.

unNakedly Yours

unNaked Soul

Pseudo Psycho Analyzing

2008-06-15T20:05:00.000-07:00

The truth is common, I reckon most people want to be exquisite rather than common... -unNaked Soul

I wonder where I get my thought from sometimes, even the xtremely naughty ones. And medically speaking, I am not naughty at all oh. Well, in the next few days, I shall be blog hopping, getting to know bloggers by their blog personality, then I shall post my finding. Hey! Don't delete that post!

Note that my intention is not to be accurate. And if in anyway whatsoever my analysis seem a little bit true, you are so free to YELL.

And those that are lined up for PPA are (and not limited to):

Mrs Somebody
Overwhelmed
Bumight
Ubong da
Afrobabe
Princessa
Fantasy queen
Dairy of a G
Dark Temptress
Charizard
Atuts
unWritten
B.J. Bond
Soupasexy
badderchic
Plastiq
Vera
The Ice Queen
Jaybabe
Olamild
Mine Exclusively
Desperate Lady
Queen of My Castle
Ms Mii
Ibiluv
Catwalq
Jaja
Free Flowing florida
Today's Ranting
Naijalines
Ms. Emmotions
Sting

Fantasy Queen
Tiny voice with a tiny temper. Not your average "can I buy you a drink" girl because she belongs to the race of independent women. Naturally preferably quiet verbally but a nerdy social junkie if it clicks (pun intended). If I was to give a name other than her alias I'd call her Lil'Mermaid cos of her dreamcentricity (new word - she can dream paradise out of a hell hole). Blogging is a part of her therapy program, you can tell from the pattern and content. Shopping is an addiction and better don't say it to her face else yours would be covered in fist going at 90m/hr. If I were to imagine her wearing something, it did be a black flowing gown marinaded with white gold sitting bare-footed on a pink bean bag staring into space...

Afrobabe
Afroliciously naughty behind curtains, has the most magnetic personality with no strength for wahala. Behind all the naughtiness is girl who is quite strict in her dealings outside the type, click, and publish world. When in the mood, she can be a troublemaker, the kind you find at the playground with no cruelty intended. You can party together and all what not, but don't go there with her with cos she'll flip beyond your wildest nightmare. but don't worry she might forgive you in a hurry. If I were to imagine her, she'd be wearing a tatoo that looks like a dress on her naked body, no clothes on, with a remote control, pacing up and down a garden filled with other naked bloggers. Don't ask me what the remote is for bcos she just pressed the pause button.

Desperate Lady
A seemingly constantly angry girl who would pour out her frustration on anyone if you push her to the limits, but the truth is she is as soft as a cotton candy inside if only you can melt through her defense... a no nonsense babe, and a beautiful one at that, she can engage in a dirty sex talk conversation to how to a serious a relationship should be... she totally hates been lied to, plus she can't stand loud mouthed individuals or oppressors... she can be ghetto when she choose and don't let her posh exterior fool you. If I were to imagine her, she did be spotting a floral designed HOT bikini with tops off chilling by the pool with Chanel shades and a can of soda laughing at the three naked bloggers trying to push themselves into the swimming pool

Ubong Da
This guy come across to me as a guy who fucks on the job. If I were to give him a career, he'd be a pilot. The kind that screws the air hostess in the cockpit. The truth is, he doesn't want the story to leave the plane, bcos as soon as he touches down, it is business unusual. The I've got shit to take care of and don't try and figure out how how do my business kind of style. As much as he seem so explicitly open, he's as tight as that when it comes to his personal shitza. He'll bang you if you try to show his semen stained outfit in public (pun intended), and you won't be asking for more after he's through with you. If I was permitted to imagine him, even though I cringe at the thought of men in my imagination, he'd be under a tree by a river on a very HOT afternoon enticing female passerby with fresh juice made from fruits of the tree that serves him as shade.

To be cuntinued...

unRehabilitated

2008-05-24T16:25:00.000-07:00

The world is going crazy. A world where billions of dollar is spent making war stories while billions are living beneath poverty line. A world where selected few thrives from the misfortune of unsuspecting many. A world where greed and "economic" growth is the death of the planet and no one seem to care or at least enough to make a visible turn around. Our world is bleeding, and there are not enough nurses to cater to it.

I have observed that many people due to what I cannot understand at the moment thrive on making other people feel less important so they can be more important. Although no one can make anyone feel less important without their consent, but then nature made hierarchy for a reason, just make sure you're hanging on the more favourable level of the pyramid. I have this rather silly idea that everyone should be treated as equal (yea right!), but then even in "heaven" the equality rule does not apply, therefore there is truth in the saying "Let your will be done on earth as it is in heaven."

Happiness - if ever made into a tablet would make the most expensive shit ever, and possibly the most abused substance. Some people would make sure it runs on short supply and only available to those who are sad enough to drop top cheese for a dose or two. No wonder happiness comes as a second base object rather than first base object. Too broad to be contained. unNakedly speaking, this simply means happiness like water has no form. It simply takes the form of its container. It cannot be acquired as an object but instead be aquired through other objects. Hapiness is ultimately defined by one's limited experience. Money many would say cannot buy happiness, true, because nothing can buy happiness, but it very well can deliver a defined level of happines based on ones limited understand of happiness. Happiness is a state of the mind which like water you get thirsty for every second of your life. Like water you'll have to fetch it with a container - Money, Clothes, Love, Shoes, Perfume, Sex, Diamond, Wine, Chocolate, House, Family, Friends, Car, Alcohol, Drugs, and to some fucked up cunts - WAR and its entourage.

The world is going crazy, and am running wild with it. Sooner or later, we'll all see that this whole planet is one balling mental institution.

I wanna go to rehab

2008-05-20T15:01:00.000-07:00

That you have seen me naked doesn't mean you have seen my private part. - unNaked Soul

I have met so many people in my life, well not so many, and I have an obsession to how they carry on. Their thought pattern, eating habit, health consciousness, love life, sex life (rates top actually), basic instinct, belief system, character matrix, and behavioural pattern. Just the other day I was having a conversation with a friend about a lady who stated that she flies only first class everytime. He is of the opinion that the lady does it for efizi sakes. I defended her (even though I don't know her) saying what if she does it for comfort sakes considering she can afford it. He went further to argue that a lot of "her type" generally do things so that people can associate them with that kind of lifestyle not necessarily for the comfort, and that business class offers just about the same comfort for less the amount. My question is, why are people so interested in other people's lives, and why are some people interested in other people taking interest in their lives?

I think about sex three quater of the time when I am not sleeping, eating, working, drinking water, eating, walking, have a conversation, doing presentation, and having my bath... and one fourth of the time I am doing all the above mentioned activities. A girl once told me she would do anything for her man sexually... Anything. And she sees no reason why he should be fooling around. That certainly raised the hair on my body, but control is the keyword. So I maintained. Is sex really enough? I would like to carry out a research to know how long any intimate relationship would last without sex. Not suppressed but sex made irrelevant while other areas of the relationship is hightened. Like the cuddling, going out (dinner, lunch, breakfast, movies, party, etc), gift exchange, and smooching. Talking about smooching, when all that sensitive spots are strummed like a guiter string, and all that sweet sounds are let out, where can orgasm be pegged? Take sex away, will it come crashing?

Everything comes naturally. I woke up many mornings ago and DING! No more cigarettes. No urge whatsoever. No more kpoli. No urge whatsoever. I faught this for many months, quit a number of times only to pick it up at the height of boredom, lonliness, and maybe depression. Just to wake up one day with no plans of quitting and its gone, just like it came. I wake up everyday with at least one miracle as I'll love to call it, and viola, I woke up with this one. Goodbye nicotine and Mary J. I'll miss the lonely times we spent together and the high times we shared. Sorry, nature has taken her toll again...

My life ain't in shit compare to over five million people who recently lost their homes/families/friends. It simply poked my side to alert me that if I don't appreciate what I have now and build on it, I might loose it and worse wake up dead. Regardless, I still want more doing less. But then, what do I want?

Ultimately, stop the bullshit. Universally speaking, What is really going on?!

unScrewing my mind

2008-05-10T07:00:00.000-07:00

There are some people you just fuck, and then there is the one you keep fucking. That is the one you should keep.
- My thought on INFIDEL-HITTING

Love making is not the same as fucking. One involves just the mind and the other just the body. One takes a longer time to be established and the other can be established in minutes (I heard some people get it done in a few seconds)
- My thought on THE SOUND OF SEXOPHONE

Like wine, just screw it with the right cork and see how long it would last.
- My thought on CELLAR MARRIAGE

If I am a man, I will screw only women. If I am a woman, I will screw both men and women.
- My thought on BOLTING THEORY

The only thing that exist outside time, space, and eternity is memory.
- My thought on the BIG BANG BANG

If blogville were a real city... I hold my thought.
- My thought on A CITY OF WORDS

What do you think would happen if women reach orgasm as fast as men do?
- My thought on ORGASMIC SPEED

Live like you mean it, because after NOW, its all memory...

P.S. I had a shave. You need to see my balls... Shinning!

Thank you everyone for your comments.

Tagged by Black 007

2008-04-30T13:13:00.000-07:00

I was tagged by Black James Bond. so while you are reading this, just play the Theme Sound from James Bond movies.

Here are the rules:

1. Link the person who tagged you…

2. Mention the rules in your blog…

3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours

4. Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them

5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged

1.) I shouldn't be saying this here but, I need help so here it goes. I make people wait for me while I hate waiting for people. I have done it to everyone, BIG & SMALL, regardless of who you are. I'm almost always the last to turn up for a meeting. Just a mental disease like pussaesia.

2.) I love t-shirts. If given the Time & Money, I would go shopping just to buy 1250 T-shirts and just 10 denim trousers, and 1250 converse sneakers (if I can find my size)

3.) I can be annoyingly vague.

4.) I cover my eyes with eyewears more than 70% of dalylight time. It helps me filter temptations of some kind. And it works, trust me.

5.) This is going to be disgusting to only pretenders. I can be quite forgetful, thank God for organizers. This proves it. I was alone in my "work room" one morning after eating meat-pie and a lil' pepper chicken, and I farted. Not organizer worthy so I blanked and continued working like it was nothing. Many seconds later I smelt a really offensive odour, and I started wondering what died. It took me about 10secs to realized that I farted 30seconds ago. See, I just don't remember things. It helps me deal with grief too.

6.) I carve out theories from a rod - you know, the male appendage for amusement, mischief, and procreation. Yes that one. I treat people/issues with any resulting theorem

Observe a few:
- With the right touch you can get anyone excited, hard and ready to game.

- When life is too hard, it hurts and can cause desperation

- It is always nice to spit out the truth as cream as possible, but sometimes you wish you spat out blank lies

- Every hard individual can be bent, maybe not broken, but definately made soft with the right number of strokes or tease.

- Long thing can hurt, short thing can frustrate you

- A nod isn't necessarily a yes

- Every minute inside bliss should be cherished

- Never let anyone kick you around. For the first few while you might feel nothing, but nothing compares to the pain and humiliation that follows.

- Wake up everymorning like you are the strongest most banging individual in the world.

- At all times you are responsible for your own comings, either through self or through others.

- If life is too hard, just wank.

I am tagging DL, TMinx a.k.a TaureanMinx, Carlang, Ms. Queen a.k.a Fantasy Queen, Toochi, Bumight

P.S. My internet connection is unBecuming these days, I can't link the peeps I tagged to their blog because....

For lack of time to go nuts

2008-04-21T22:49:00.000-07:00

Wanked From Yahoo! (*oops! I meant Yanked)

Frequent masturbation may help men cut their risk of contracting prostate cancer, Australian researchers have found. It is believed that carcinogens may build up in the prostate if men do not ejaculate regularly, BBC News reported on Wednesday. The researchers surveyed more than 1,000 men who had developed prostate cancer, and 1,250 men who had not. They found that men who had ejaculated the most between the ages of 20 and 50 were the least likely to get cancer. Men who ejaculated more than five times each week were a third less likely to develop prostate cancer.

Sexual intercourse may not have the same effect because of the higher risk of contracting a sexually transmitted disease, which could in turn raise the risk of cancer. "Had we been able to remove ejaculations associated with sexual intercourse, there should have been an even stronger protective effect of ejaculations," Graham Giles of the Cancer Council Victoria, who led the researchers, said in the article.

The prostate produces a fluid that is incorporated into ejaculation, which activates sperm and prevents them from sticking together. Studies on animals have shown that carcinogens like 3-methylchloranthrene can be harbored in the prostate. Frequent ejaculation encourages the cancer-inducing fluids to "flush out." (The Advocate)

Like my good friend would say: Polish Away! Spank the monkey like he deserves it.

Gosh! Am so going nuts!

How dysfunctional is dysfunctional?

2008-03-30T18:25:00.001-07:00

Lie was made for those who can't handle the truth, and religion for those who wants the best of both worlds. - unNaked Soul

Left to us, a great number of humans would rather not grow old. we would rather remain youthful for the rest of our lives. But nature cannot be dragged into the senseless belief or ideas that has plagued humanity since the begining of existence. Whether we like it or not, she has a set of rules for a perfect existence and you shall abide by it choice or by force. And the consequences of disobeying is as not half as terrifying as watching someone about to pill your balls or cut your cunt with a surgical blade and no anaesthetic.

If I live a thousand years and a day, I could change the world, but I can never be able to change one thing: Family - the true meaning written only with blood. I come from a below middle class family. Despite the fact that my parents worked a good number of their lives in a brilliant paying job at the same multinational corporation does not make me classify my family as average. Little did I know I was only looking at my family from a distance.

I lived disconnected from my family for most of my life. I love my family from a distance. What the hell is that? I don't know myself, but its the smartest thing I could come up with for this whatmacallit. Since my childhood years, I've been having this rather disturbing image of what and where I want my family to be. And when my family doesn't fit into that frame, I gravitate a virtual inch away from the consciousness that is my family. Now mutiply that number by the number of times an unconventional dreaming individual can paint an opium-feel image of what the "ideal" family should be like. A processor crashing number.

I hated the fact that I have to work extra hard in my head to be closer to what I wish for as "family", only to get knocked into a camera filled stage with the hard light of reality burning through my soul, editing my dream like a badly cut documentary. And I spent most of my known life building these dreams while I drifted off the shores of reality. I read once that "You have to wake up to turn dreams to reality". I slept my bond away.

I also pictured my family as a dysfunctional one. It wasn't as a result of what my family did, but what my family didn't do. I wanted a perfect, walt disney type family. I hear they come in a pack with optional cousins, uncle, and aunt on ebay from $20.99. I have been affected by this in so many ways that if I start to list them I might end up having self-pity-sex just to escape depression from just staring at the Nile long list. By the way, a fantatic method to getting rid of depression. Better than lithium laced ice-cream I promise you.

I am slowly waking up to the realization that my hiltler approach to building a perfect family is totally suicidal. After so much traveling around and living with different families from the lower to upper class, plus a few burning bush moments, I bought into the school of thought that every family is dysfunctional. I reckon mine is just a statistics in a world made up of dysfunctional families.

Having drifted so far away, I'm walking and working back to my family essense. Appreciating my family as it is, embracing every flaw and shortcomings as I have only one life-chance to righting my family by blood. It's gonna take a while, but I'll get there.

I reckon the most successful families are those who are able to manage their dyfunctionalities without spinning off the orbit of their essense, while they revolve and evolve together. They are the ideal family.

SSSHH, It's just 69

2008-03-22T01:41:00.000-07:00

My dear friend Tooch lost his mother a few days ago. Everything is so odd. In my head she still lives. While she was at the hospital, I choose not to visit her because of her condition. I wanted my memory of her to be a healthy one. She's too sweet to be stored as anything else. Once she accepts you, she regard you as her own, so motherly. God bless her soul.

"Sex" isn't overrated, some people are just simply obsessed with it more than others. For me its a different story. I love sex, there is no twist in it. Over the last few moments, I had a sudden "epiphany" (truely seriously, a stiff realization), that I have explored most of my teenage/post teenage sexual fantasies (yes, plus threesome... and don't don't ask me what form), and what I truely crave for is fulfilment, connection (on my part and my partner as well).

"Success" isn't overrated. Some people just suck at it or just give up in the greasing process. I want to be fucking successful. The whole works: Money, Fame, Knowledge (in the areas I love), and most important Family. To put an orgasm to this whole success thing, I want happiness.

"Sorry" is over abused. Some people just don't mean it. Some people just drop it like a 60 second sex with no orgasm and rollover to sleep. Some just fake it because they can't deal with the drama. While some (very few) drop it like the first meaningful "I love you".

"How are you" is over abused. It comes with a very shallow "fine". Many people don't care how you truely are. It is as good as say "Holy Fucking Christ!" It is not blashempy, yet it is no praise. Simply empty, with an empty response (and a smile maybe). Many of us are just afraid of sharing how we truely feel because some fool would use it as a theme for their next tea party sitcom episode.

"Humanity" is enough spirituality for me. The things I can't see is handled by the things I imagine. My unSpoken abilities and that which is hidden in every mass of existence in our visible and imaginative being is my my my.

I have 69 things to do this year, I'll give pleasure and receive in return. A unit or two selfless deeds and then tens of selfish ones.

Just think about it. What's the count on your to dos list?

69 anyone?

R for Orgasm

2008-03-12T02:50:00.000-07:00

There is a thing in everything. - Spoken Thought

09-03-2008
I woke up this morning with a stretch and it was harder than normal. I looked down there just to figure out why. No clue so I lazily grabbed the control with my hand. Click came on style network, the last channel that was on the night before.

All of a sudden, that feeling started gathering. I knew that was the reason. It couldn't have been another. It has always been a tradition for me. I like the pour. The rush of emotion it brings. I love the soothing after effect. The loud moans can be heard across an entire geographical region. The sparks of excitment as excited electrons clashes, caressing the very softness of the blues causing it to turn dark. Oh I love it when its wet. Don't you? Ok, maybe not so wet. Just ok wet. Just enough to get things all greased up. It gets the fire in my system burning. I am at my peak during this period. It brings me new inspirations and success.

Afterwards, I took a whiff of it. I love the smell, that particular smell. I love the taste of it, that particular tastless taste. *sigh*

This morning. it rained.

P.S. I wonder which of the six hundred and sixty-six demons dey worry that person wey dey call me names. Becareful oh, I carry holy water oh!

Monolove

2008-02-27T15:08:00.000-08:00

Mystery is the chemical that preserves anything dipped into it for enternity - unNaked Soul

Many found happiness in your playground, and many sadness
How is it possible?
Could this be you?
An entity with multiple personality
Could this be you?
As much as I tell to myself the possibility, you are too sweet to be two.

I can't but help to admire the colours of your garment
Made from a million and one beautiful thoughts
Perfectly seamed with the threads of time
Embroidered with beads of innocence
No wonder many fall into your embrace without a second thought
I wonder who made you that dress
I want one too
Heavy, you say?
How come something so beautiful be so heavy?
Oh really?
The heart grows to fit in?

The drama you bring sets you at the center stage of the world
At the center of everyone's heart
The molten core of every solid feelings
You are soft yet solid on the surface
Permit me to reach your depth and be engulfed in the warmth of your center
To explode with desires and be reborn as a solid representation of your beauty.

iDeas Anyone?

2008-02-23T10:57:00.000-08:00

I am gathering data on this project am working on. Please send me an email or comment on the following:

What list of puzzles/questions/task would put before soon-to-be-married couples to check how compatible or how well they know/understand each other?

Please send answer through my comment or send to datchild@gmail.com

On the lighter side: what is the most obvious thing about you that everyone that knows u know?

Anyone with the correct answer wins a prize.

Past weeks and other stories

2008-02-20T07:18:00.000-08:00

History is a never ending story. Only fairy tales have endings. The future is to be continued. -unNaked Soul.

My laptop crashed! bwwwaaaaaa!!! I got another one *snif* *snif* But I need my data!!!! bwwwaaaaa!

I quit my former employment! YAY! I've got deals all lined up and signed! Tripple YAY!!!

The dumbest shit happened. My landlord's daughter's driver (e long o) stole her ATM card and withdrew (e correct?) N35,000 in three N10,000 installments and a N5000. Thanks to GTB, she got instant notifications. That guy dey lie like evil spirit.

Just had a god-moment awareness that money can make you horny oh! No joke. I had a few thousand and I went on a sweet mouth spree, ice-cream and chocolates, like a woman on sex diet.

Went to FBP at Alpha beach. Princesa caught Fantasy Queen scoping me. If I lie check facebook. I was looking all sticki-iki and off the buckles men. LoL. Anyways, friends had a good laugh when they caught me staring at her like a kid who's looking at a candy store through its glass window. Sorry fantasy queen, you didn't see that, neither was it caught on camera. I fit deny am.

I remember when I was in the world, when I use to attend church and fellowship; then as a kid (well, up to when I was like 15), I use to sing this song "I'm married to Jesus, satan leave me alone..." Thinking back now, I just realized how gay it was. The girls would burst their vocal cords over that number and we the boys would pop a vain so Jesus knows we love him and forcefully marry him with or without his consent or a ceremony. We just didn't know we are making a polygamist and a gay out of the cool dude, and we didn't care, we just wanted to make heaven . He'll understand I guess.

P.S. Swing. Life is too short.

I had another weird dream: I saw the sea and the air filled with war machines in their thousands, the cloud was dark because of the number of flying war machines; destination? New York.

Next Flight

2008-02-09T04:07:00.000-08:00

If my life is an experiment, then am making it a fucking A-Bomb - unNaked Soul

Just a note to everyone, esp. Afrobabe (who thinks am an ashewo) I AM STILL INNOCENT. I think. :-D

A lot has been happening to me lately. And it is time for me to reflect and figure out what's best for me. I am moving to the next level of my experimental evolution.

I resigned from my current employment. They have served their purpose long enough. Don't freak out. Am fine. I've been looking for a reason to, and like everything else in my life, it fell right on me hands. I have a thousand and one rooms opened as we speak, and trust me, I love bedrooms. *wink*

I've been having this reoccuring dream of me flying by just thinking about flying. Flying is an amazing experience. Anyone with interpretation? I know the african thingy would say I have been initiated into some kind of coven. I see clear blue sky when I fly, so find me a better interpretation. CATWALQ?

P.S. Please visit http://www.ablackjamesbond.com I find his blog funnily interesting...

Naked Innocence

2008-01-31T01:45:00.000-08:00

Growing old is a must, Growing up is a choice. - Someone like that :-D

I remember a time when I could do anything my heart felt like doing. I could listen to a male or female friend sing to me a piece or two from our poetry book back in my younger years. I would smile, giggle, and enjoy their own rhythm version. I felt nothing but pure and innocent excitement.

I remember when a male friend would but his hands around my neck as we walk to the playing ground or to buy sweets or whatever caught our fancy, without thinking if I, him, or anyone would assume he, I, we is gay.

I remember being around female friends taking their bath and I think nothing of it, but just water splashing on flesh. No fear of been called a perv.

I remember telling my female friends how lovely their boobs, ass, or lips look without thinking of how well my dick can fit into their pussy. How they smile and say thank you with complete innocence. For they know I meant it with no hidden motive, and they won't think am a perv.

I remember believing everything I was told (still do until to a greater extent) without doubting the teller.

I remember my innocent year, where did all that essence go?

Now, I can't have a male kiss my cheeks without me thinking: I hope he's not gay. I hope he doesn't think am gay. I hope they don't think we're gay. I can't have a friend sing a song without thinking: is he gay?

Now, I can't have a female friend hold my hands, while we walk without me thinking: does this mean anything other than two friend strolling hand in hand.

Now, I can't have a female tell me how much they appreciate my friendship without me thinking: When are we going to get naked.

I am in a journey for the search of my lost innocence before I lost completely the true meaning of living.

D'NAked CODES

2008-01-28T02:44:00.000-08:00

I achieve more when am alone
I achieve more when I think am alone
I swing in space
I cringe in clutter
I'm cold when am lifeless
I'm cold when I think am lifeless
Am high in solitude
I'm alive in pair
I'm more alive in pair
I'm more alive when I think am in pair
-unNaked Soul

My leave is coming soon and I want help in answering this question:

What do you do when you arrive at a new destination?
[a] Explore the whole place, good and bad
[b] Explore only the good places
[c] Explore only the bad places
[d] Wait for information to reach you about the place
[e] Go back

Please pick max of two choice.

unComplicate This

2008-01-20T23:30:00.000-08:00

We forgive so that we may be forgiven... to each action its own consequence... we shall bear our burden by ourselves, we only hope to be good and keep doing what we do: Mistakes. - unNaked Soul

How do a young man like me (a reflex flirt) prove his LOVE to a young woman?

How do you manage information sharing with the one you've chosen to LOVE?

Is there any similarities between a LIE and unCompleted Information Dissemination?

What is the chemical composition of the element Tr (a.k.a TRUST)?

I am terrible when it comes to the politics of LOVE. It is more intense than running for United States Presidency.

P.S. This is very Naked. No Joke. No Game. I want answers.

On the lighter side: I had the weirdest dream last night. I was to donate my heart to the one person I do not know. I voluntarily offered to. I consciously offered to die. Now that's scary. I hope am not going to die soon. *sigh* Just in case, who wants a heart?

Surreal

2008-01-18T04:45:00.000-08:00

She slapped me a little harder than playful. I gave a confused stare while thinking in my head; What crime have I committed to warrant a slap. I couldn't think of any. I asked her rather dumbly, What did you do that for?

She replied in a stern, firm yet sexy tone, For standing there like a ghost instead of fucking this pussy

In a split second it dawned on me that I was busy gazing at her female Grace-ness, embodied in a Great work of Art only Nature can mold.

Alas! I am guilty. Guilty of not exercising my Nature given right to fuck that pussy.

M CLASS

2008-01-14T03:54:00.000-08:00

I was having this discussion at an online forum some time ago about it, and people had their own opinion. Most (if not all) came from the R perspective, but I came from the H perspective, and dropped my opinion as to what drives me.

A lot of people find the M Class a very disgusting ride. Some call it disgusting out of embrassment, some out of frustration, and some religious reasons. I simply find it liberating. I may or may not understand their point of view, but it does not justify why it should not be done.

There are times when u badly want to percipitate, and you grab your keys and turn on the ignition. I'm of the opinion that you shouldn't use any PCT to change your oil or any CCK to gauge your oil level. Though temptation comes, A good hand in time saves 9. I know this from experience and I share with you the truth.

Not riding at all can get the entire engine all rusty and may lead to a sad driving experience when you eventually decide to go long distance. But people are individuals, needs may differ from person to person, but doesn't mean the need doesn't exist.

What am I talking about? MASTURBATION!

It is healthy, and like NIKE: Just Do It if it helps. Cos remember, A hand in time saves 9.

Yea, I know, I've got balls to do a post on M. 2 to be exact.

Still Bloggers

2008-01-10T04:36:00.000-08:00

Meeting Bloggers

2008-01-07T23:39:00.001-08:00

King Solomon was a blogger, and a very wise/randy/handsome one too. Ask the blogger Queen of Sheba.

Last week Saturday was an awesome one. Bloggers coming together for a drink and then trying to find if the image of each one of us has created for other bloggers match. One thing I can say is, the ladies where PHAT (Pretty Hot And Tempting), and the guys we absolutely cute.

Princessa!!! with her sexy dimple (oh yea, she is sexy). All the female bloggers were so hot and it got me thinking naughty thoughts. The cool thing was, it didn't seem like a first time meeting. It was like we've always known ourselves. Fantasy Queen!!!! ehm-hmm...

Overwhelmednaijababe (whom i was very glad to meet), Simplynuttie, Obiwanne, and Laspapi (satisfied my curiosity) came late. But it was all good. No doubt. Afterwards, I went to this house party I didn't plan for. Left there at about 3.30am, tipsy from champagne, white wine, and Hennessey. I crashed off there sef.

I'm glad I met everyone present.

Big ups to Tope & Tayo.

I said it, 2008 is going to be a blast! And every one of us will certainly celebrate every second in constant roll of Joy! *wink*

Two Double O'Eight

2008-01-04T01:53:00.000-08:00

It's 2008, no different from when I wake up in the morning. This time shit don't fool me. But hey, If we live in a Jacuzzi, we must be and act like a Jacuzzite - be completely naked, and enjoy the bubbles.

2008 started with a bang for me, I felt the bubbles. The first exciting new year in my adult life that I can remember. January 1st opened the first miracle for the rest to follow. No doubt 2008 is going to be extremely exciting. I can't begin to tell all that happened cos they are a bit private. But YAY! I can feel it clearly now.

I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday? Mine was a bit quiet as I spend more time in my house since I hardly go out during festive period unless... *wink* But as quiet as it was, I was bubbling inside.

I don't do resolutions but one thing now is standard: Start all that needs to be started, and End all that needs to be ended.

May you all have a bubbling and blinging New Year!

unNaked Theory of Choice

2007-12-27T11:17:00.000-08:00

Everyone is born with the ability to make choices. Some with more options than others. One similarity is our choice making process. Everyone uses the same CLASS (blue print to those non-techie) to instantiate a choice.

Some choice are conscious, some subconscious, and some inherited. Choice when made can be kept alive through a process call repercussion, which can be either negative or positive. Choice is what shapes the objects of civilization, belief, life, death, etc.

Some choice have shorter life span than some, some last a life time, some last generations, and a very tiny few, eternity. The functions and properties of an instance of a choice are assigned at concept, with or without the full knowledge of the initiator.

As the theory of what brings what takes what goes: Only a choice can end another. Bear in mind that an instance of a choice after instantiated cannot be destroyed but can be transformed from one choice to another through a process call telemorphism (word may or may not exist. It popped in my head, and using it).

This rules applies to everything - from Creation, to Love, to War, to Eternity - and is the blueprint of existence as we have chosen to know.

Have a GREAT rest of the year, and a more positive choice New Year!

Trips

2007-12-18T03:46:00.000-08:00

Trips is what makes it last forever. - unNaked Soul

My ideal partner is basically someone whose fire burns as wild as mine. I like a relationship with trips. Mad trips, not just regular trips. Check this:

Trip1
At the beginning of every month, we shall give each other a sealed envelope that contains what we want as a gift (at an agreed upper limit price) for that month. Neither envelope is not to be opened. At the end of the month, both of us will present our gifts, well wrapped. Then we can open the envelope to find out if I bought her what she wants, and she what I want. The winner gains Love Point. To help make this fun, glues will be dropped every now and then at any moments we share. e.g. during sex, during shower, during cooking etc.
(I know I'll win most times... hehehehehe)

Trip 2
Have sex in our friends house when we visit without them knowing. We have to plan and be tactical about it. And we are going to do this in all our friends house, yes, even if our friend is the President of EU! We both get love points.
(We will both win here... hehehehehe)

Trip 3
Once in a while, we shall play I-can-make-you-cum-more-times-than-me. The deal is to use oral sex to get each other to reach orgasm with a time frame (3hrs). The person who gets the other to reach orgasm more wins! Winner gains love point.
(I'll definitely win! Because only penetration gushes me juice. LoL)

Trip 4
On certain weekends, we shall set out in the morning with phone bought specifically for this task, and a camera. The deal to get as much phone numbers and picture of random individual of opposite sex, and arrive home at 6pm prompt. First to get home gains Love Point, and the person with more collection gets Love Point. Then we can share the stories over a bottle of red wine.

Trip 5
Once in a month, we shall hook two random people up for dinner. These two random people are people we have known for maximum of 72hrs. I'll bring the guy, she'll bring the girl.

Trip 6
At least once in a months we shall spend an entire day naked indoors, alone.

Trip 7
Twice in a month, we take turn to dress each other up. It starts from the bedroom where I/she wake her/me up, wash brush her/my teeth, have her/my bath, clean her/me up, apply lotion on her/me, do her/my nail, pick the apparel, and prepare breakfast for her/me.

Trip 8
Share everything.

Wishful Thinking

2007-12-12T00:28:00.001-08:00

Over the years, I have come to realize that we are the product of our experience and our interpretation of our experience plus the hidden codes in our DNA. -unNaked Soul

Over the last few weeks, I have been longing for a different kind of life. Where did this want come from? I honestly don't know, but I want to believe that at the very foundation of my being lies the reason. In other to maintain the Gai Tosu Stance, I have managed to create a wish list, and maybe, just maybe, the SPIRIT of this season might work a MAGIC or two. Yes, I still believe in magic like some 7yr old... yea, go ahead, shag me!

My Wish List

I wish to have a proper relationship. Someone I can be faithful to, loyal to, depend on, cry freely to (when it hurts inside), make love to without any sad after-feelings, tell the truth to, be honest with, talk to, laugh with, have breakfast with, have lunch with, have dinner with, cook with, wash with, get naughty with, build things together with, and say those quite difficult to say words to. The list is long. Er, not marriage...yet. I want to enjoy a proper relationship for once. And have someone give back same stuffs.

I wish to have all that is required to run a proper relationship.

I wish my parents could come together, not leaving thousands of miles away. Relationships like that ain't my pot of gold.

I wish to have a new HEART.

I wish to make someone (at least one) extremely HAPPY this season.

I wish to be able to keep my word (I love doing that even though I fail most times)

I wish to be happy FOREVER.

Peoples, what do you wish for?

Human Anatomy 101

2007-12-04T06:20:00.001-08:00

For every situation you find yourself, always remember that you are the other half of the equation. -unNaked Soul

For those who belong to the reserved few please guard your mind, cos this might sound a bit offensive (I doubt it though, seeing that everyone has a bit a of naughtiness in them).

I am going to start by defining the most interesting part of human anatomy. An insight into the different species of the same class, with the same function, some performing better & sweeter than some.

Female
First let me begin with female sex organ that falls under the class "pussicuntistoto". To save our tongue from getting crushed by our teeth, we shall refer this class of the female anatomy as the following: Pussy, Cunt, or Toto.

There are different types, and these are with description:

Volcanopuss: They erupt with the slightest provocation, by thought or otherwise. They drip seriously when in contact with anything (Words, Touch, Sight). They are my favourite type. And when they erupt, it is fireworks!

Steamytot: They let out steam only when struck by a rod or soft-touched by a tongue. They are perfect for slow grind.

CuntStill: These are the really tough ones. They can only be watered by balls juice or artificial liquid aka KY-Gel. These are really really annoying type.

Enough said, these organs have properties. I have taken the pain to list the properties of pussicuntistoto

Cunt Di: They only fuck Kings and Heir to multi-billion dollar empire. They've got no time for small time or mid type cocks, no matter how much they crow.

Cunt Dracula: Men, beware of this cunt. This kind of cunt has broken many relationships (even the heavily invested ones). You have a taste of this cunt and your life will never be the same.

Cunt Theresa: They are also know as the pacifiers. They pacify every hardened cock that comes their way. No! you don't have to pay for this kind. It is their duty to put to rest every restless cock.

Cunt Hades: These are the stock up cunts. They don't get any, and they burn inside. Even when a cock comes along, they act like they don't want any. They wind up as stuck-up-old-maid.

Cunt Nefertiti: Every cock wants to rod this cunt. You see it, you want it. So wonderful I tell ya. Keeps all cock nodding like Cadillacs from Dr. Dre's music video. But only few cock get the luck. Only a cock with the right spin can blow this one.

Cunt Diva: They choose their own rod. No matter what you do, they'll only rock your cock because they choose to, not because you are the fastest cock in the west. Cock teasers I call them!

Male
Am not a fan of cocks if it isn't mine. So I spent less time studying them. But I have, due to inevitability, come up with some properties of cuntseekers aka cockamine

Cock Czar: Baddest cock of them all. Many men claim to be a cock czar but you and I know only few are.

Cock Anthony: These cock go after the cunt of their friends, or masters. They always have eyes on other people's cunt.

Cock Farquaad: Very aggressive cock I tell you. But they don't get any. Out of frustration, they pay people to fuck for them. They've got no steam.

Cock Octavia: The young boy cock every older cunt wants to cock and shoot.

Cock Ramses: This cock rams everything that looks or smells like a cunt. No mercy.

Cock Loki: These are the cunt teasers. Every cunt want to have a piece, but they only rod the cunt they choose. very mischievous I tell you.

Cock Hitler: These cocks are a disappoint I tell you. They start the race, but never finishes, leaving bunch of pissed off cunts... aka 2mins cockies.

End Note:
I am bold enough to tell you that I am Cock ____
See them, them wan know... :-P

Oops! Oh My

2007-12-03T08:13:00.001-08:00

I had the most unBelievable weekend. My friend Lu was getting married, and I, unNaked Soul, was suppose to be the best man. And guess what? I did not attend the wedding.

Why? Big frigging question. but remind me not to fly Arik ever! Sad excuse for an airline. *hisssss*
It was partly my fault though, but they crowned it.

I hope he doesn't hold on this forever. *sigh*

Who else had an unBelievable weekend?

Let me find a blogger to blame.... hmmmmmmmm..... yes! RAYOOOOOOO! But it was lovely, thanks to you as well *wink*

un Quote

2007-11-28T03:44:00.000-08:00

On Humanity: Until the truth about our past is known, our future will forever remain in chaos.

Success to me is measured by the amount of sane moments that I experience. No achievement is greater than my sanity.

-unNaked Soul

I was having a conversation just yesterday, and somewhere along the line, she said "I will not do anything unless my boy friend approves..."

I asked "Are you saying that you don't have an identity of your own that you have to hid behind the shadows of your boyfriend?"

She said "Yes!"

I responded "Do you think your boyfriend would identify with you when it comes to making the same decision? In fact don't answer..."

I cannot understand a woman who has no identity of her own, especially when she molds her existence around another man. *sigh*

Heck! We all have our weaknesses, don't we?

May the universe give face to the faceless...

A woman's prayer

2007-11-26T08:24:00.000-08:00

Human: Made by God, Stored by Man, Powered by Woman. -unNaked Soul

Dear God, I stand humbly on my kneels to ask a few things from you. First let me say thank you to the years that I have lived within your grace, and the ones to come. I thank you for the bosom gift after a few years of my time on this planet, the garden that started growing under, plus the extra padding; they sure drive those boys mad.

I want to complain a little bit about the red sea, is there another way? I know I'm not suppose to question your design, but am just curious. Because sometimes I get really cranky and it affects me negatively, but I cope. Then most times I get crazily horny, but I can't do. I just want you to know sha.

There are some things that are bothering which I bet you know already, but I'll just say it make e for no lost - sorry about my bad english Father. Anyhow sha, these are my request:

I want a man of my own who supports me emotionally, physically, and spiritually. A man who is a randy goat but responds only to my estrogen scent. A man who is ready to take me to lala land without his car breaking down just moments after ignition. A man who has multi-function tongue - that is a smooth talker, and a... Father, you know what I mean.

Another request is, is it possible for you to redesign the reproduction process? This is my thought: When a man strafs a woman or vice versa, is it possible for us to get pregnant, and the man to start growing boobs like us? You see, our own boobs is going to be strictly for beautifying our form, while the male boobs will be strictly for feeding the baby. As soon as I get pregnant, the man responsible will start growing boobs, that way I can grow old in peace without worrying about how silly my boobs look after child birth.

You see, it is not entirely selfish. Let me explain: Before a man sleeps with a woman, he will have to think twice because, if he gets a woman pregnant, he will grow boobs. That way he cannot deny the damn pregnancy. And that way we both share responsibilities. I think the number of sexual abuse on women will reduce to a contained amount. What do you think Father? If you agree, I'll let you in on the whole scope.

My last request is, can you install the following software in male man:

how-women-feel 5.0
how-women-think 6.9
menstrual-pain 1.0 (with monthly upgrade)

Maybe the world will be a better place, because in my opinion, I think the male man is obsolete, and if care isn't taken, they will go into extinction, and there'll be no one to fuck us. As much as I wish for you to strike that gay bitch shouting yay, but I'll pass, cos we need to multiply.

Father, in my limited knowledge of how things work, I ask thee for consideration of my request. AMEN.

8 Weird things about me

2007-11-21T05:32:00.000-08:00

Warning to all those who think I am all mouth and no game (thou knowest thyself, I no go name names): "I shall loose my tongue upon those who doubt me, and they shall be struck with a thunderous orgasm!" unNaked Soul

Weird 1: I don't talk much in the morning until I brush my teeth. My own early-morning-smelling mouth irritates me. yuck! And my early morning mood is too matured for my taste.

Weird 2: I've imagined naked and gbenshed every gbenshable babe I have ever met - in my mind. I do this to tell if I should gbensh her, have her as a friend, or just fashi her. A huge part of my decision making process when I meet a woman... Separating the muse from the wuss.

Weird 3: I turn words into images before I can understand them. Sounds means nothing to me unless they carry a form.

Weird 4: My immune system is maaaaaad. I believe if the mind is sick, the body is. I have a healthy mind to say the least. :-P

Weird 5: I don't count my money. And don't know the price of most things I buy. Am impulsive. I like it, I get it. Pick up stuff from the store, take 'em to the counter, get the total, and pay.

Weird 6: Please don't look directly into my eyes, unless I do first. heeeeeey... noooooooo.... stopiiiiiiit...

Weird 7: I walk on a straight line when I walk alone...

Weird 8: I can roll my tongue... comes handy when am _____ *wink*

Am tagging you! yes you!

Metamorphosis

2007-11-20T03:02:00.000-08:00

I read Jaybabe's blog post and said to myself "You didn't have it this bad, but you stopped waiting and moved on... alone"

We've all been through one form of struggle or the other, and to us they weigh just as much as other people's regardless of the magnitude and/or the situation.

As the popular saying goes: God bless the child that can hold its own...

I run a life where all I have is my instinct and my dream. Nothing else. I am a dreamer, and I try to use my dream to carve out my what you would refer to as reality. And once my reality doesn't not fill the same space that my dream occupies, I move into the OR. Time for some serious surgery. And somewhere during the surgery procedure, I cut of cells that I instinctively see preventing growth. The process hurts. I'll perish if I lie. To survive, my world developed hormones for quick healing, not without leaving a scar to remind me of what was and the pain that results out of. It stings.

I have learned to use my dream as a light to survive; visions of indescribable occurrent fills my before many a time with little or no knowledge what they be. My only tool to uncover these visions is a tool of absolute precision, and what I'll advice everyone to take very good care of... TIME.

As ugly as it may, a new wave has begun, it falls on the mare side of my vision. A nightmare. My wings are opening, preparing to lift up to higher grounds gaurding my sanity inflight. There'll be no surgery, no scar, but there'll be momories. And bad memories, I promise you, hurts a million ton more than scars. The gravity of burden I shall bear might want to weigh me down, prepared, I shall muster all the thrust in my guts. Some close ones might get burnt from the steam I shall give off. Especially those I might be leaving behind. My heart is little and fragile, only so much I can take.

Even as my heart bleeds from ethereal shock, I regenerate and adapt to my new found height.
Secrets are like bubbles of pain we make, floating around in the open, and becomes visible when they burst, spreading pain like tuberculosis. Unlike wine, it gets worse with time.

There's so much shit you have to go through to get out of the gutter. And a baptism of fresh experience is required to wash away the stench of your past.

Ganja-ly speaking, God is a spider - and we are all entagled in her web - sitting at the centre observing all things with her all seeing eyes.

Equipped with TIME, I shall screw until my dream comes.

God bless the weak, and sustain the strong. May it be.

unEcclesiastically Thinking

2007-11-19T02:42:00.000-08:00

I once heard that those who don't know what they want are the ones that suffer the most. No doubt I say. Life presents us with opportunities within our reach, and some people stretches beyond reach to touch what most people would refer to as impossibilities. They make the difference.

I feel emotional connection to everything around me, and the things I experience but I sometimes lack the vocal abilities to effectively communicate this. These emotions carries electrons, and the number of electrons each emotion particles carries, determines their rank in the periodic table of my hard-to-understand elemental life. Medically speaking, the right side of my brain that creates the emotion is more powerful than the left were these vocal abilities are formed. Whatever!

The things we want overshadows the things we need. More that 90% of the time we don't want what we need, and more than 50% of the remaining almost 10% when we want what we need, we do it because of the desperate situations we find ourselves, and the other almost 50% of the remaining almost 10% when we want naturally what we need, we not only get it, we also feel absolutely fulfilled. Now this doesn't happen all the time, that's why it falls in the smaller areas of our entire life.

Someone please call me a shrink, hot and voluptuous please, loves her pink, and talks with ease. There is a voice in my head that is clearly not my own. It is deep, sure, and toned.

O2

2007-11-15T00:51:00.000-08:00

Every Fanny has a heart, that is why they behave funny when treated badly. - unNaked Soul

Gently I held her face in my hands staring straight into her eyes as if I was searching for the blueprint of her mind. She smiled. I smiled back with a little giggle at the end. I took her mouth with mine, the softness of her lips was like early morning breeze. We kissed, slowly. There was no need to hurry. I knew where I was going and the time was saying "don't rush"

I noticed she was enjoying the sequence and rhythm of our tongues clashing once in a while like two samurai defending their honour. Her pelvic was moving slowly up and down bumping against mine gentle. I knew she wanted more. I had all the time in the world. Like guys at Pixar would say "You can't rush art".

I love my kissing, and no Mars will take that from me. I placed my hands over her breast, and she arched her back towards me like Spanish ballerina. I squeezed gently 'cos in my mind's eyes I saw written on them "handle with care". And with care I squeeze, but a bit harder - soft hard. She arched more. I moved my hands to her back, first tracing the contours of her sides. This made her let a soft moan. I giggled.

I took off her top, laid her on the couch, and resumed kissing. I let my hands brush past her now very erect nipples, and she grabbed my back with one hand and push my head to deepen the intensity of our kiss. With one hand I fondled with the clips of her bra, I took them out one after the other. Her boobs poped like two heated corn seeds. Behold, the mountain!

She helped me take off my shirt, after which I settled to a sweet delicacy of Nipples on Jelly Rocks. I teased her nipple with my tongue, then covered it with my lips. I sucked and flicked my tongue around them in circles. Slowly, then accelerating; flicking in circles. She moan as I was doing this. She grabbed my now very stiff fuck wand, I knew she was about to flip. But i wasn't done. I moved to the other breast, who at this point is begging for some attention. I immediately wrapped my mouth around her, then she grad my head with both hands and pushed against her mold.

While on the appetizer, I found her jeans button and unbuttoned, then unzipped. I took off her jeans pants, she was wearing a black underwear. I almost came! I love black lacy underwear. I gave a thank-you-for-wearing-a-black-underwear kiss that lasted a long while. I left her lips and moved down to her neck, enjoying the sweetness of her perfume, slowly moving down, kissing every part of her body like some kind of ritual. When I hit a sensitive spot, she would let out a moan. I ran my lips over to her sides, moved to her left mold, grazed her nipples, rested my tongue between the valley, and up to the right mold, grazed past her nipples, and over to her sides. I moved slowly towards her pelvic, grabbed her lacy underwear with my teeth, and made it snap back. I giggled.

I turned her over, and ran my lips all over her back, ran across her spine from her neck. I turned her over, and gently took off her lacy underwear. she was mildly shaved. I could feel her soft pubs as I ran my hands over. I looked at her and smiled with a giggle at the end. I bent over and proceed to the main course.

The moment my lips found hers, she moaned with reckless abandon. She arched her pelvic into my face, while I ran y tongue over her clit. I pressed my mouth deep in so that I can grab every inch of her clit. I flicked my tongue fast over, and suck and pull at interval. She shook like a Nokia 2100 on vibrate mode. I kept on and on and on and on and on, sucking and licking, gently biting in between, until she started screaming"oh my god! oh my god! oh my god!" continuously while pounding her fanny against my mouth. Thus, she came!

That certainly wasn't the first woman I gave an Oscar, and she won't be the last!

O

2007-11-12T02:54:00.000-08:00

In the end when we all come to, it's all transparent underneath. Life is colourless, we are all born as artist to paint as far as our imagination... unNaked Soul

I remember like yesterday my first Orgasm. It was self induced. I amost freaked out (maybe I did) cos the feeling was so new and pulled with it was that w-a-o-h effect. Amazing I must say. Curiosity, as always, drove me to my first orgasm. It was like a personal visit to my mind's abode. The peace (albeit short), it was like an electric shock that ran through my spine to all the corners of my brain waking up all those dead sides of my head. And from then, my life was never the same. That was the begining of my weirdness, and the unExplainable miracles that happens everyday in my not so fascinating life.

My first contact with Ms. Fanny was two years later. She showed me what a real orgasm should feel like. It was very brief the first time. It was like touching on the moon, and bouncing off into space. My fuck wand brushed past Ms. Fanny, who was very wet with excitement - a virgin Ms. Fanny, and I came. No penetration. I offloaded. I bounced into space. Star burst! pfooof!

My second contact with Ms. Fanny was not my fuck wand cos I realized he was an amateur and shoot stars even before I could finish saying all the magic words in totopedia book of fanny feelings. I decided to send forth my mouth. My first word to Ms. Fanny was "LICK".

My third contact with Ms. Fanny was when I planted the unNaked flag in the Juicy Altar of Ecstasy, my fuck wand was ready, thus I was blessed with my first real orgasm. hmmmmmmm.... I remember like yesterday. I let my mind record everything: The Felt from the walls of Ms. Fanny, The Texture, The Wetness, The excitement, The *sigh*... Everything... That kind of experience is not what you hurry up with... I took mental note of all the sensations I felt. My life afterwards can only be described using one word... ORGASMIC.

The rest is never like the first. As a new experience, it is bound to make greater impact on your psychic than subsequent similar experience. As a mental artist, I try to weave the experience with other Ms. Fanny, but only extremely few (think 3) have I been able to weave the universe into a second with while making it seem like eternity...

My unDerwear

2007-11-04T10:13:00.000-08:00

I was having this conversation with a good friend of mine, and somewhere along the thread, we got to a part where she said her boyfriend at one time asked her what would she do if he rips her underwear from her. She replied saying "I'll wipe the silly out of you..."

Hmmm... The funny thing is, he did not understand what she meant and she did not care to explain. But the truth of the matter is that she was wearing a 200pound a set underwears and no act of passion can justify the ripping of her underwear.

My dear ladies, gentlemen, and hornymen (esp. Ubong Da), what would you do if during the act of passion, your partner rips off your expensive underwear. Will you like my sweet friend wipe the silly of the face of your partner or just flow with the current?

Imagine in the madness of wanting to get down and gbensh the jagbajantis out of your heads, then your patner pulled the brake with a screech only to say "sorry hun, this is my 90pounds boxers', becareful..." or "sorry hun, this jet black sexy lacey bra cost 110pounds, chill..."

What would I do? Ha-ha! I don't wear underwear the days I know I'll be getting gbensh'd (Like women, I know when am going to get any. I don't hustle) Just my rule. It gets in the way of passion. Besides I love my nakedness, even though my soul is unNaked... *wink*

unFuckgivable?

2007-11-02T04:12:00.000-07:00

Contributing to global orgasm and advocating for sustainment of all elements that contributes to a heart warming effect for all relationship is one of my million goals. The green envy emission you inhale is just a byproduct of a cause gone wrong. - unNaked Soul

I have resolved over the last decade to stay away from any of my friend's intending/girlfriend/wife. From my experience, it is a very reasonable resolution which might save my unNaked yansh from yawa. I have encountered over a dozen and half cases, and few led to a shag.

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Case 1:
H & P are both friends of mine. And as a matter of fact, I knew H before I knew P. P told me of his intention to date H which I clearly have no issue with. I & H have this unSpoken bond between us, but heck, no one is talking. Once in a while she'll tell me P doesn't play his role as she wants; you know, the cuddling, smooching, etc. I said, well, maybe he's not the cuddling smooching kind of guy, or he's just hasn't come to that yet.

One fateful day, P & H came visiting. While P was in the living room watching The Matrix, I was busy performing CPR on H. And she was loving it. Mid way through the movie, P was stunned by one of the mad Matrix Effect and wants to share it with me, so he burst into my room to find I & H locked in a serious kissing session. That moment changed his life.

Case 2:
O is a close friend of mine whom I met through another close friend of mine. O started dating M at some point. He was new to this love game, so he comes to me for advice. I threw him a few tricks here and there, he's happy, and am pleased. On some occasion, M would tell me how he wants O to do more as a guy, and I would tell her to chill, that he'll come to that soon.

One fateful day, M came visiting O. O was cooking so I was left to keep M company. And as usual, NEPA carry their load, so it was dark. Before I could say "horny honey", we were locked in a passionate kiss while O was some where in the room, but he could see us. M started stroking my now hard fuck stick, and boy was I responding... I couldn't hold it anymore, so I got up and told O "dude, you babe is horny, go and fuck her right now!" he asked me the dumbest question ever "how you take know?" and I said "you are wasting precious fucking time by interrogating me, just go in there and fuck her senseless!"

2hours later, he called me a genius, and thanked me like I gave him another life. Shiiiit! Only if he knew.

Case 3:
N & D are two very only-God-knows-what kind of lovers. I've helped solve a lot of dispute between them and it hurts to see them tear themselves apart in the times that they do. Two very cute couple, what else do they want? Anyways, one sweet day while I was jonesing off in lala land, I felt a wet tongue split my mouth in two. At first I thought one of my friends has gone gay on me, so I woke up with a shock, almost yelling WTF! Lo and Behold, N was staring straight at my face and laughing at my obvious shock. and she asked if I liked it, and I responded with a hell yea! And every now and then, we'd steal time for a nice kissing session.
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I have cautioned myself to keep away from friend's intending/girlfriend/wife. I rather them think am snobbish or eccentric rather than committing. I don't go more than the usual Hi & Hello. And when the conversation is about to get a little bit longer than that, I excuse myself with a huge smile on my face.

And there is a temptation am about to face again. A friend's fiancee. And am going to stay away as long as I can, cause this is going to be so unFuckgivable!

Is anything wrong with me?

Once upon a Soul

2007-10-30T04:41:00.000-07:00

My life is a string of constant miracles. How they happen puzzles me but I ain't complaining even though I do once in a while when I make a wish and they take a while too long to come through. Why they happen,? I hope I live long enough to find out. -unNaked Soul

Things that I have observed about me:

I love sleeping alone. For a reason I don't understand. I just feel more comfortable. No meaning found so far (yes! even after the most amazing sex in the world)

I'm immune to so many things but just realized that I catch common cold by the thought of it. (no more flu discussion)

My Imagination is almost real to me (Comes in handy when I wank in the morning)

When I say the things I want to do, I end up doing only half of it or not. When I don't say, I end up doing all and more. (I should learn to shut up more)

My brain and my tongue are like two lovers with cross eyes.

I have gained some weight... I think...

I missed being autistic by a few degrees. *phew* that was close.

When I'm bored/lonely/angry/broke, I involuntarily create an illusion of sedative thoughts or comical environment or some other things many people don't want to know. Like some kind of anti-self-destruct mechanism.

I fall in & out of love in seconds (Working on the body chemical to make it last)

I don't let things bother me for too long. The nightmare is not fun. And I love sleeping.

I'm loving red wine + redbull... (One sweet babe introduced me...) Plus am trying out Malt & Vodka... Who wants some?

ok... that's all folks... going back to a diary full of To Dos... *sigh*

P.S. Cally-Waffy didn't strip as she threatened. Catwalq didn't do what she threaten to do to me. Chickens! :-P

1 moment please

2007-10-08T04:12:00.000-07:00

This blog is currently idle. And I heard that the idle mind is the devil's workshop (interesting). Well, this is just an idle blog not an idle mind. And trust me, the devil doesn't want to be in my mind while it's idle.

In the meantime:
does anyone here enjoy sleeping naked or its just me?

does anyone here take a magazine to the loo every time they use it or its just me?

is there anyone here that ever want to do a good deed but ends up doing more of evil or its just me?

Who wants to go for a drink?

YHW

2007-10-04T01:43:00.000-07:00

Greatness is not for the faint hearted - unNaked Soul

I have a universe load of questions to ask, and for all those who want me to update, please answer them for me. :-D

Why do I want to gain 20lbs? why?
Why do I wake up in the morning with a hard on? why?
Why does Catwalq (What's her real name?) flaunt her beautiful mind at me while she does the same to that guy (you know yourself) that will chop sand very soon? why?
Why does she bother me to update when she could have just... you know? why?
Why does Queen of My Castle (What's her real name?) write so well that I get a hard on from reading her simple, yet, deep stuffs? why?
Why are anons so annoying? why?
Why did Baba Alaye (What's his real name?) stop'd blogging? why?
Why is Vera (What's her fake name?) not available when I need her? why?
Why do I like women too much? why?
Why do I now fancy cute-face plus-size women these days? why?
Why is orgasm such a thrill? why?
Why is it that some visitors to unNaked Soul's website confuses him for a girl? why?
Why do I like the number 69? Why?
Why do I blog when all that I want to blog about has completely eluded me? why?

Where the sun sets

2007-09-19T01:14:00.000-07:00

It sets right on my ass. If you doubt me, book an appointment to see. And its pay per view. Ladies only please. No you can't touch it!

My life has been a very busy one lately. I think I have ran my mouth too much that I've been having this avalanche of work waiting for me daily. I now realize how lazy I really am. So right now, am doing double time just to make sure I meet deadlines and put smile on some people's face.

I can't wait to disappear for like two weeks and worry about nothing but how deep I can sleep, how many movies I can watch in a day, how many bottle of red wine I can finish before I get knocked out, how fat I can get in 2weeks, how long I can go doing this 'n' that...

Sorry I have to get back to work... The phone is ringing... again *sigh*

Sometimes I feel like a POW (Prisoner of Work)... heck, it pays the bills, and funds my red wine habit. *wink*

P.S. Catwalq, where's what you promised me before I burst a nut. :-P

Tales from the past

2007-09-07T13:55:00.000-07:00

Long time ago, there lived a boy who almost got his ass kicked.

I remember while I was at Keffi studying for my IJMB examination. (I think I finally lost it there :-?). Anyways, I was this young flirt always getting away with free kisses from the girls who thought I was cute. Well, I met this babe, cute, petite and all. We became friends (without benefits of course) and we were just cool. Somewhere up the line of joblessness, she started dating this guy, LA, whom every sane lazy fucker keep at least one mile distance from.

One sweet sexy evening, I met the babe in front of her hostel having a mild conversation with one of the "bodyguards" of LA. I carry my lepa self with all smiles and joined the conversation. And me being the harmless flirt, starting chatting away like a machine gun in the hands of a psych reject. The babe was feeling my steeds, and me, I didn't know I was sowing seeds of trouble. Apparently, the goon felt I was trying to shine his boss's congo.

After about 30mins, I saw beautiful Amina walking by looking so stressed up. I excused myself and went to talk with her. Amina wasn't feeling to good, malaria or something, and she needed drugs. I volunteered to get the drugs for her.

Fast forward to 20mins later. Me, I was far away in town at some chemist purchasing drug for beautiful Amina, when my lazy friends where getting kicked and shaken up like bag of potatoes over their inability to provide me. What happened? Well, goon went to report to eccentric LA that I was making passes at his girl. ha-ha. LA did not find that funny. He search all the corners of the school looking to give me a good ass whopping.

When I returned back to school, gave beautiful Amina her drugs, got a kiss, I went to my friends dorm. And the next thing they said in a God Panic was, "Omo, you better hide as far as you can, cos LA has been here with like 8 other of his boys looking for you. He said you were toasting his wife." I said "hen? why? I no toast him babe now." They said "Tell that to his angry looking crew and the bottle of Channel O he was holding. Your asewo-ness has gotten you into trouble."

I was petrified the least to say. Because, my friends all look scared when I entered the room, I bet they thought it was LA. Some of them have chopped some nice slaps. LOL.

The next day, I saw one of his paddies, Pupa, and told him what happened the night before, and he said I shouldn't worry, that he'll talk to LA. I left Pupa and was heading to the cafeteria, there he was, LA. His goon came to me and said "LA wants to see you." In head I was like "gen gen, e don be!"

LA saw me and started smiling, he said, "oh, so na you be the guy wey I for trash yesterday. Abeg no vex, make make i buy you beer?"

In my mind I was like "this dude was going to kick the flirt out of me yesterday, and now, he's offering me beer. pretty strange."

I said sure, why not. From then on, I & LA became so close that my friends where asking, wft did you say to him...

Moral of the story: Flirting can be a bitch sometimes. and always help beautiful Aminas when they are not feeling to well. *wink*

unReal Reality

2007-09-03T08:52:00.000-07:00

Diamonds & Rubies are some people's favourite
Love & Family are others'

My life is a constant miracle or at least (for lack of the right word)
Things happen just like that
No known explanation for them
A life where meaning & purpose is the journey not the destination
A life where questions are the answers
Sometimes I want to say it is a bit topsy-turvy
but... nah, It is just what it is
I wake up everyday with little or no plan
And everything seem to just fall in place like a game of tetrix
I go to bed without thinking of anything in particular
well, er, maybe big dreams of reality to come
Life has a way of squeezing humour out of every situation
And trust me, from me alone, she has a planet load to last her all eternity
Not like I mind, but then I wish for certain things
Which will always bring me to ask
What is the purpose of the purpose?
There she goes again... The questions are the answers.
It's like am trapped in a grey world
It's like dipping your left leg in cold water and your right leg in warm water
It's like listening to soul in one ear and hard rock in another
It takes a lot of trouble to concentrate on one feeling at a time
yet you feel the weight of both...

But guess what? I won't trade it for another kind.
My life... Beautifully unNaked.

unImaginable

2007-08-29T09:22:00.000-07:00

In a world clothed by good and bad things, cologned by unCertainties, I being part of this mixture of chaos and calm, and a product as well, I wonder what it would be like to be able to create...

If I could create
I would an anti-dote for broken hearts

If I could create
I would make grace fall from the sky after rain so that everyone can come out and play

If I could create
I would plant a kiss on every woman's heart and watch it grow

If I could create
I would a rose call hope

If I could create
I would a sea of love for all those who thirst to drink from

If I could create
I would put orgasm in a box of chocolate

For all those who can create, share with me your creation ideas. Am tagging the following creators:
catwalq, AbujaBabe, TMinx, Olamild, Mrs Somebody, Jeff Corbin, Vera, Teediva, Ms zee, jadedjune, Atutupoyoyo, Aivy, LondonChameleon, exschoolnerd, Fatoumatta, Fineboy, Ugo Daniels, Toochi, Jaja, Calabar Girl, Sparkle, Tayo, Nyemoni, London Buki, kokolette, Rinsola, 36 INCHES OF BROWN LEGS, JJ, Izz, Omohemi Benson, Tinkerbell, Tyger, Gemini Girl, Overwhelmed, Kafo, dolly, Queen of My Castle

For other creators not listed above, get creative *wink*

They still do

2007-08-28T02:12:00.000-07:00

Hey ladies, don't get it twisted. Men, they still fall in love, and stupidly too if you ask me. I have this friend of mine who for the sakes of whatever-the-sakes-may-be I won't mention names, told me about how he has fallen in love deeply with this girl I used to flirt with (not have sex or make out with. so don't give me that look) . He, dropping his ego, told me point blank: "unNaked, I love this girl. I don't know what you two have or had, but I really do. Because I know at one point you guys where extremely close, and I just want you to know how much I really like her. Whatever you guys must have had, I honestly don't care and don't want to know. Am just baring my heart as it is..."

Hmmm... deep! Well, I told him the truth: "I was just being cool with her, even if I had the intention of shagging her, I did not let that block my blood flow. And no, I did not do anything with or to her. The closest thing we did was hug and share my lunch..." (On my flirthood honour)

You see this guy came clean and said it the way he feels. I have known him to have a mad ass crush on the girl and how it hurts him seeing I & the girl hanging out like two sides of a coin. I have to start down playing my nonchalant-pure-black-steaming-coffee-flirt orders. I might be bruising someone's ego *sigh*

PS: Believe anything anyone who has had 10shots of vodka tells you. They might just be telling the reckless truth... *wink*

unLike

2007-08-23T03:23:00.000-07:00

Nothing like a cup of ice-cream on a hot Lagos afternoon
It just simply melts the heat away

Nothing like walking naked on the beach
No lover can make love to your body half as much as the cool ocean breeze

Nothing like the giggle of new born babies
It echoes in that happy place in your heart

Nothing like a fag after a sexsion
It is simply nmphff

Nothing like a soft lip to kiss
Just can't get enough of it

Nothing like punching your boss
It just feels good.(You just realize he gets paid 6x your salary just because he's better at pretending to be working than you.)

Nothing like having sex after 69days of celibacy
You just keep on cuming.

Nothing like a babe with a dimple
It makes my single dingle

Nothing like jumping into the pool on a hot lagos afternoon
You can drown in the euphoria of cool.

Nothing like nothing
It's simply...

What is nothing like to you?

Am tagging:
catwalq, AbujaBabe, TMinx, Mrs Somebody, Jeff Corbin, Vera, Teediva, Ms zee, jadedjune, Atutupoyoyo, Aivy, LondonChameleon, exschoolnerd, Fatoumatta, Fineboy, Ugo Daniels, Toochi, Jaja, Calabar Girl, London Buki, kokolette, Rinsola, 36 INCHES OF BROWN LEGS, JJ, Izz, Omohemi Benson, Tinkerbell, Tyger, Gemini Girl, Overwhelmed, Kafo, dolly, Queen of My Castle

Goodbye 27, Welcome 28

2007-08-20T02:09:00.000-07:00

How do feel now that you are 28? The same thing. Oh no, wait! I'm unconditionally happy, I care about people more. Not like I actually never cared, but am more conscious of my environment now.

Do you feel more responsible? Well, it depends on what am responsible for. But yea, I think I have moved a few degrees from point I-don't-give-a-shit to point what-is-this-shit.

Has anyone sent in a present yet? Noooo. They are all coming up with excuses so that they can come and have fun at my Vodka Fest. They never see natin. I go show them pepper. But I did my self a favour of getting me one.

What did you get? em rac thg i oub a.

What is that? what I bought my self.

What is it? I just told you.

So what are you going to do today? Buy chocolate & ice-cream for a start. and plan my vodka fest. doesn't really take much though.

What would you like for a birthday present? Will you give me?

Why not ask? Come let me whisper it to you.

No, Just say it: When you are ready, come and I will whisper it.

It's in your favour oh. So say it: Lets come to that later.

What does your birthday mean to you? Reminds me of the day I came to earth screaming "put me back innnnnnnn" but the dumb doc was too self-centered to understand me, and my mum, too weak & happy to tell the dumb doc what I was trying to say. And ever since, I have been trying to get back in through other doors, but I realized that only my dick can go in so far. Will keep trying though.

What the fuck? Hey! No swearing on my birthday! Except if it means something. *wink*

unDecided Decision

2007-08-16T06:10:00.000-07:00

It eats me sometimes when I think of it. The more I think of it as a sin the more the wind tells me it is a blessing. That in time, I shall get over the F*E*A*R and see the P*E*R*L hidden inside.

My drive towards perfection has made me commit more sin than normal. And a few who has witness me say "You're who you are. Stop crucifying yourself."

I have come to embrace the duality of life. I can't be entirely good even as I strive to be. I have to commit in order to vomit some of the darkness locked within the light box that is my Soul.

My move to living involves: Give as much as you wish to receive. Judge not, so that you will not be judge. Fuck others when they want to fuck with your mind. Have sex as much as you can (its my 1st addiction). See the good in people. Listen more and talk less. Dance salsa on weekends. Travel once in 3 month (away from my immediate environment). Eat chocolate cake every weekend. Eat ice-cream 3 times a week. Go swimming twice in a month. Drink @ the bar every Thursday (or anytime i want in my house). Wank when horny and there's no one to straf. Become very influential. Visit the orphanage once a month. Live 90% of my life with a smile on my face and 10% with a frown.

Because in the end, I find peace in these things. I shall, regardless, remain unNaked F*O*R*E*V*E*R.

*wink*

Salsa Bug

2007-08-14T02:01:00.000-07:00

I have been having this salsa vibration for like 2yrs plus now. I think it's time to give in to it. I want to start attending salsa classes and using that as my own recreational activity. So right now am looking for a sexy salsa dancer (female only) to help me curb my fear of dancing.

If you know anyone please direct them to me. Thank you. ;-)
No, we are not going to do that! So stop smiling...

Memoirs Of a boy

2007-08-10T01:45:00.000-07:00

He's a friend who am well pleased.
He's someone you can call a friend (male & female alike)
He put a new meaning into the word 'Loyalty'
And I talked him into blogging
Now he blogs @ Memoirs Of a Boy

Dolly is feeling me...

2007-08-09T04:51:00.000-07:00

I'm a very huge fan of Dolly Parton (well as a kid. I'll have to check if my membership is still valid), and this piece from her matches my mood right about now. She is the first white woman crush before Marilyn Monroe (I just love the naughty in every woman *wink*)

This song tells what am feeling right now. Might expire, might not...

When the morning sun
streaks across my room
and am waking up
from another dream of you
yes you know am on the road
once again it seems
all that is left behind
is a chain of broken dreams
...

And how I wish that love
is all we need
what a life we would have
cause I've got so much to give
but you know I feel so sad
down inside my heart
that the dollar signs
should be keeping us apart
...

And only if I could find my way back to the time
when the problems of this life cannot get cross my mind
and the answers can be found in children nursery rhymes
I come runing back to you
I come runing back to you

But you know we can't
leave on dreams alone
got to pay the rent
so I must leave you all alone
but you know I have made my choice
many years ago
and now its traveling life
its the only life I know

But you know that I love you
you know I love
oh how I love you...

unSexually Attracted?

2007-08-06T06:03:00.001-07:00

Many have asked this question before: Is it possible for a man & woman to share a platonic bond without getting sexually attracted? After chilling with a new friend I just made, she wrote me the following:

Foot rubs
Body scrubs
Face wipes
Intimate Stuffs

Human connect
One soul to another
A special kinship begins
Genuine friendship?

Nothing sexual....
Just a feeling of companionship
That first click
A flow
A conversation
Just knowing deep down inside
that your new friend is here to stay...

uhmmm, deeeeeeep. For me, many factor determines if I can stay straight with my female friends without shagging. Of course it will cross my mind, but I weigh the consequence and check if it is worth it. And once those factors are well equated, then the *last thing on my mind will be to shag my female friend.

I know its quite easy for some ladies, and a few guys (am one of them *wink*), but then, does shagging your friend (female or male as the case may be) put a stop to the bond you share?

*Considering the possibility.

2 + 8 = 10 ? 1 + 0 = 1

2007-08-02T03:48:00.000-07:00

Somehow in my not so eventful yet exciting existence, I shall proceed to my 28th year on planet earth in now + 18days.

What does it feel like to be almost 28? Sexily Scary

What's one amazing thing in your life that no one knows about? Two of them actually. one is, I no go school, but somehow, I earn a 6 figure salary a month and I only get to work about 20hrs a month (ain't that cute). The second, you'll have to ask before I tell.

What's your plan for the next two years of your life? get a degree (everyone seem to be doing it) and a masters. oh! and find out if I truly smile in my sleep.

Who do you admire the most? Those who love me and keep it real.

Saddest moment of your 27+ years on earth? The day I... bbbwwwwaaaaaaahhhhhh...

Happiest moment of your 27+ years on earth? Which of dem now, hen. It is plenty joo.

Who do you aspire to be? Someone that is 69 degrees from anything evil.

What's your five year goal? you asked me this before now.

No, It was the plan for the next two years Mr.unNaked: oh! em. Use this person's brain that they forgot in my head to the maximum before they realize it. I'll be sexily rich. ha-ha-ha. And I hear that it's lonely at the top, well, I want to go and find out. I'm taking a babe with me in case it's true. *wink*

Are you gay? Who told you that! hen?!

It's a question Mr. unNaked: oh!

Can you please answer he question? which one?

Are you gay? oh! that one?

Yes, that one: Mind your business! what has that got to do with me turning 28? hen? Infact, I no do interview again. *hiss* oya carry you kaya and vamoose!

BLANK SPACES

2007-07-27T04:10:00.000-07:00

Lovers and Warlords
fight for what they believe
Patience pass where chaos stood still
A twisted creation born out of boredom
What is the purpose
when everything seem to be in oppose
Ego and Hero
lock in a tango
I want to live inside you
to know what it feels like
to fill these blank spaces

Mothers and Daughters
dreaming of the altar
Fathers and Sons
building a mansion
to contain all their illusion
Family and Friends
what is the essence
if we keep crashing in all these nonsense
Am I just an unBeliever
seeking for space in these blank spaces?

Illusion and Reality
both exist in blank spaces
within their own spaces
Heaven and Hades
seeking for attention
through Human actions
is this all fiction?
'cos it seem like there is no direction
If I am these blank spaces
I'll have all the answers

Drunk and Sober
both have their own places
in this huge mass of spaces
Romance is over
when you can't fill the blank spaces
Left alone in a space with hangover
Everyone is seeking for a space
to fill their own blank spaces
What is this hatred
if it isn't for the blank spaces
Look around, and you will see
that we are all disconnected by blank spaces

How can you heal the world
with all these blank spaces?

How can you put a smile of their faces
with all these blank spaces?

How can you teach the truth
with all these blank spaces?

How can you feel my pain
when you can't fill all these blank spaces

'Cos when it is all over
it is nothing but... BLANK SPACE.

unNaked Offense

2007-07-19T04:10:00.000-07:00

Have I or Have I not?
Stepped unKnowingly into a Nubian court
And she judged me in a hurry
I offered her my sorry
In the depth of pain or pleasure lies humour
That's life's own invinsible armour
I ridicule you not
but my guess is you think unNaked is nut
It comes with the territory that I exist
And from your blog I shall exit
As you have bannished me
My guess is; that's rather mean
I respect your choice
and I shall forever maintain the unNaked poise

-unNaked Soul-

unNaked Dilema

2007-07-17T08:02:00.000-07:00

What would you do if you can get anything you want?
But you've been cursed to please everyone that you come across until they do something terrible to you or say something stupid.

What would you do when time is the one thing that seperates you from getting just about everything you dream of?
But you are cursed with the burden of vanity.

What would you do, if everything you touch turns to platinum?
But you've been cursed to travel a path less traveled my many.

What would you do if you are unNaked?
But you've been cursed with an ego the size of jupiter, locked inside a matchbox.

What's on my mind

2007-07-06T06:55:00.000-07:00

if it isn't what it is then it is what it isn't. find out what isn't and everything else is what it is if you see it as what it is and not what it isn't.

The Ssshhhhh side of life

2007-06-26T02:22:00.000-07:00

Being away from Blogville has made me seem like a social recluse. No doubt. Having all these interesting things going around blogville is like living a second life, and not feeding it with enought energy to survive. Every click of the mouse and typing http://xxxx.blogspot.com or http://www.xxxxx.com has become some kind of solar energy that powers my somehow immaculately conceived second life.

Having to face seeing one client to the other, from a Pepsi to a BankPHP, I can't help but put those clicks and types into my supposed "real" life. Well, am back, checking everything from Blogville Idols to what's the latest trend and also to ask one question.

Ever since I lost my mojo and got it back, there is this question that keep lurking at the back of my balls... What is it about sex? Overrated or just what it is? What if conception can only be achieved through the fish-model? You know, the female dumps here "whatever" somewhere and the male just piss on it. Would we still scream "sacrilege" on sunday/friday/saturday at the pulpit or any other alter of "worship" and "teachings" of the good word when I dip my love stick into that woman's love well, just because some nuts hasn't been tied?

My take on this? Sex like everything else is just what it is. The abuse of it thereof might be negatively consequential, other than that, I love the feeling of orgasm. Who doesn't?

Lost in thought

2007-06-11T09:24:00.000-07:00

All hail the unNaked King of Fantasy.

Wedding Day
The alter, an outdoor edifice, built specifically for the occasion. Path to the altar paved with rose petals and jasmine on top of the beautifully made and cultivated naturally grass as green as they where intended. All guest seated in a Fashion show style, all looking radiant as the guest list is carefully picked (no mo gbo mo ya). The bride beautifully dressed in white with a bit of something to match the rose petals. And don't forget her crown (swarovski's).

Aston Martin parked outside ready to take me and my queen into the sunset where we will shut ourselves away from the world and do what no adult has ever done! Sorry grooms men and bridesmaid, get busy with each other or get laid, two is a crowd already. Sorry papa & mama, relatives and co, you can take pictures as we step to do the do do just like runway style and Hollywood red carpet stuvz, get your cameras ready, cos if you miss the opportunity to take pictures then, well, that's sad... you can wait until 40days later when we return from our unDiscussed Location.

Something happened
I have to start walking like a bloody gorrilla from now one. Because e be like say my steps dey turn some men on. I've started a private class somewhere around Ikoyi - how to walk like a bloody ape and be a man.

Another thing
I lost my need to shag for a while (like loosing my mojo). Someone special told me I had other things that are more important than my mojo (what could be?). Anyways, it's back and am as horny as Santa (that guy doesn't get laid, or does he?)

What's going on?
Blogville Idols... Wicked shit... I love the blogville people. very creative bunch!

Current Number of crush
6

Current Number of stalker
4

New Things
Tetrix Luggage of Issues (TLI) - Someone with a lot of issues

Know them by their tag

2007-05-31T06:37:00.000-07:00

I was tagged by Urban Butterfly...
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Rules are:
* Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
* People who are tagged need to write posts in their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
* At the end of your post, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
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- I ask too many questions
- I love anything that comes in orange and grey
- I can't multitask
- I like silver & platinum like colors better that gold
- I get bored easily
- I like punning
- I'm very naughty... VERY
- I think my brain is not mine (It knows some things that I know that I don't know)

I'm tagging:
- Ms Zee
- Overwhelmed
- Ugo Daniels
- TMinx
- Omohemi
- Gemini Girl
- Vera (if she's out of rehab)
- Dolly

unNaked Soul

2007-05-31T03:16:00.000-07:00

He was born naked, now he's unNaked...

Covalent Bond

2007-05-25T04:42:00.000-07:00

Aren't relationships a beauty? Well, only the good ones. Like people they exist, live, multiply, come in different colors, grow old, and somewhere along happiness and fulfillment, they die.

Lets characterize what we do (our words & actions) as electrons and they can be positively charged or negatively charged. The positive ones keeps your partner feeling like an unNaked Kid with a bowl of icecream - Happy. While the negative ones gets your partner going like an unNaked Kid with constipation - unHappy.

In a relationship, would you share electrons like the honey-am-cheating-on-you or honey-that-was-a-lie or honey-I-don't-love-you-anymore? or honey-am-not-in-the-mood. Some electrons, if shared,can make a partner, regardless of who, loose their gaddamn mind. Is it in the bond's best interest that certain electrons are not given away sometimes times, but not all the time?

There some information that are supposed to be shared and some, well, just add them to your piggy bank of nasties. As much as I'll love to know everything, there are some things I don't want to know about a partner. Just don't tell me. And as much as I am compelled to tell you everything, which of course I find it quite easy to do, I can't tell a partner certain things.

So now the questions are:
How valent is your bond with your partner?
How valent should the bond be?
How covalent should couples be?

unDer Construction

2007-05-17T02:31:00.000-07:00

A lot of people have being complaining about the road to salvation. Their complaint is that the road is too narrow. Because of the magnitude of people who wish to gain salvation and the fight (aka religious war, aka the order, aka the big unAnswered question) that usually occur on that road, They (won’t name names) have decided to expand the road. For the mean time, the road to salvation is closed for construction.

Survey has show that the path to destruction is getting seemly empty and lonely by the second. A huge mistake was made having that road really wide. For emergency travel to salvation, an airlift has been made available to the desperados, but there are no assurances that you’ll want to come down from that height when youfinally reach salvation. There are chances you'll experience change in pressure as the altitude increases.

There are different packages that can get you depending on your level of fear of height, speed, or flying. These are:

- Cocaine Express
- Morphine Transit
- Mary J- et
- Sexcruise

But for those with enough supply of patience can wait at heaven’s door or have fun at the unNaked Kingdom. *wink*

P.S. Sorry the news is coming to you at this time; it is due to circumstance beyond the deliveryman’s control. So if you’ve been going through any particular road, it is just one of the many alternate route paved by groups known as the DF (Desperate Few). I can’t vouch where they’ll lead you to as I have no intel on it. I’m and just a message boy plus this message is 6999yrs old.

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I found the thing that killed the dinosaurs.
It's my internet connection, but the thing
can't kill me. It won't let me post comment
on blogs. Bloody cancer called internet
connection cant get me.
Am unNaked Soul, BITCH!
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Surreal

2007-05-10T05:11:00.000-07:00

They sat in my presence saying all manner of things. I listened carefully and paid attention to every detail in their words and expression, how much they weigh and meaning thereof. It was all a bid to pitch to me want they want me to do. Life I understand completely, is complex. How do we tell?

I said to them "If you would please follow me, I have something to show you."

They sat down speechless. In their hearts they wondered how a young man like me can have such capacity to command grown ups like them. They asked "Where do you want us to follow you to?"

I told them "If you would please follow me, I shall reveal a few things."

We drove out into the city, they sat down calmly with puzzled look on their faces. For about nine minutes no one said a thing.

Then I said to them "please take a look at the people you see walking on the street and those driving." I can feel their uneasiness. In my heart I smiled.

One asked "What is the meaning of this unNaked Soul?"

I replied "If you would please be patient with, I shall tell you."

After about eighteen minutes, I said "Isn't it funny how we all move up and down and we seem to hold and loose focus at the same time? Can you hear the voices? The voice for a better direction."

One asked "what do you mean?"

I said "Do you know that the heart makes a sound? ssshhhh... Maybe we can hear that sound...."

There was silence.

I continued "Naaah. I doubt if anyone can hear that. Isn't it funny how close how heart is but we can't hear it beat? How then can we hear the distant whispers of direction? You see these people, they either want to control or be controlled. The later is harder to do, so they all settle for the former, very easy to do, yet they are all obsessed with the later. And in their little corner they exercise the former forgetting that they are only reflecting what goes on in the larger corner. They are all being controlled."

One said "What is this you are talking about? You can't be serious. You didn't bring us out here to say jargon when we have a serious case in our hands.

I smiled and responded "Nothing is serious until something or someone makes it. We all make decisions everyday of our lives, but our decisions are made based on the resources available to us. Who provide these resources?

Another said "What is the meaning of this you speak of?"

I said "My existence revolves around the gentle whispers of direction. This is what I have chosen, and for you to be able to affect my decision, you'll have listen to the stream of messages hidden in the crack of life and the read the messages it brings forth. Then you might be able to alter my point of view. But I tell you this, all that you seek has been taken care of, all you have to do is wait for it to be served. And until then, there is a taxi park."

They sat speechless.

unNaked Heart

2007-05-07T07:56:00.000-07:00

Ok unNaked Soul! Just stop right there! What is going on? What's happening to you? You need to re-evaluate your existence. What is your purpose?

Just last night, I was at home, alone as usual, watching Wedding Crasher just right before I started watching Supernatural, and I got this tingling sensation along my coronary heading towards my heart. Now let me try and trace this. Oh ok! The last part where the guy was rambling about how he felt about Claire and the whole kissing thing... uhmm, I like that. Why do I like that? Maybe its the whole truth thing and the whole lovi-dubi feelings, am not sure. All I know is, am going soft. And that's scary. very scary.

For existence sakes am only 2Xyrs old, what would happen when am 3X+? I'll go all mushy mushy when watching a movie and then start embarrassing myself like a bloody retard? I use to watch love scenes for the mere act-work, you know; like the ability for the character to really do things, and learn or criticize them. Does anyone do that? Like in a kissing scene, you check out the chemistry to see if it is real enough or not... same goes for the sex scene. The words or emotion play don't even bother me. Not one bit. Now look at me, am getting all mushy even in a simple romantic conversation.

Something is definitely wrong here. I think it has something to do with the women. Yes. My heart is coated. I need a woman's explanation! Who knows, I'll wake up one day and start reading Sydney Sheldon... eeewwwww!

Journey Through the Zodiac (Part 3)

2007-05-03T04:01:00.000-07:00

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Virgo
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I remember the first Virgo girl I came in contact with, she looks very much like Simone Deveaux in HEROES (but with brown eyes). Anyways, we started out as just Hi buddies. Then one cool evening, I asked her over to our house for a chat. We talked about everything, from what she's doing and what she wants to achieve. Somewhere in between the conversation, she started flirting. As a shy guy, I just maintained my Guytosu Stance. She said (staring straight into my eyes) "Are you sure you don't have anything specific to tell me?" I replied (feeling like one dundee) "uhmm... I... I..." The next thing I knew, we were kissing like our life depends on it. And the rest was geography. *wink*

Very interesting woman I must commend the Virgo, but a career oriented Virgo buts everything else second to her goals. Usually intelligent and could be an information junkie. They could serve you to no end but when they quit, they quit. And how do they all like doing things by the book yet they break record? *sigh*

Sex: Would be fantastic if some bit of emotion can be used as a grease to smoothen the ride.

Strength: Perfectionist. Naturally intelligent. Loyal servants.

Weakness: bitchy. hidden confusion. vain (who isn't? LOL)

What did I gain? tilting towards being a perfectionist.

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LIBRA
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I'm captured by their immaculate sense of fashion. They I must admit are the most fashion conscious of them all. They know how to groom their men and themselves. My attraction to the Libra exceeds sex and romance. Am just attracted to them period. Their inability to make up their mind is really funny to me. Their mind is Christmas light having a Santa Claus fit. They say yes, they say no, they say yes, they say no... I just loving watching them get confused. But when they finally choose, you have to get a thousand gods to pull them out. They want so many things and therefore are quite unstable. I have more Libras as friends than any other stars. And they make the coolest girlfriends.

Sex: GGGGGGGGGGrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaattttttttttt! We're more connected than the President of the United States.

Strength: Solving conflicts. High sense of style. Generous. True friendship.

Weakness: Unstable. Spend thrift.

What did I gain? Being a friend to those that matters.

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SCORPIO
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My relationship with Scorpio is what I call clash of the titans. We are so very the same. Strong willed, egoistical, stubborn, fixed, and highly sexual. We are too the same to make things work. We fight, make love, fight, make love, fight, and make some more love. She wants my attention for her alone. She's possessive, says her mind, and vengeful. Don't be caught in her wrath. But besides all, she's could sacrifice her life for the sakes of love (they could be that confused when in love). She makes me laugh cause she pulls jokes from just about anything. She's is a companion. But don't cross her... LOL

Sex: have you seen the gods fucking? just imagine what it would be like... glorious...

Strength: Natural Leaders. Intuitive. Business wise. Determined.

Weakness: Possessive to a fault. Bossy. Control Freak. Vindictive.

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Sagittarius
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As much as the horoscope say that the Leo and the Sagittarius are compatible, I find it hard to crack a Sag. You know why? She's always funking my mind, making me all vulnerable and shit. And the last thing I want to be before anyone is vulnerable. Too much hunting can make my blood sugar go low. Stay still so I can whack you. LOL. Sag are just one comical being. Just like the Scorpio, they make me laugh. And I love a good laugh. And she loves my kind of attention just as much as I love hers. We know when to stop and when to start. In bed, it's like a never ending sex story. When in love, they don't know how to let go, and its quite hard to put them in that position. I want to believe that 53% of the love ghost around are Sags. LOL

Sex: Never ending. Never Boring. Always like new.

Strength: Social spirit. Imaginative.

Weakness: Addictive Nature. Can't be bothered for too long.

What did I gain? Her powerful imagination.

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Capricorn
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It took me a while to get with the Capricorn because chasing one is like chasing the wind, you have to be patient. I've met a few nasty Capricorns but something drove them to that extreme. By default, they are like the house wife of the stars. Obedient, submissive, Loyal. And one the other hand, they could be like loose canon. I just love flirting with Capricorns because they have a dirty mind but they don't show it. If they feel you enough, they can let you see the kinky side of them. They are very very cool flirtmate. But heaven help you if they don't feel you and you try to pull some jack move on them (I'll say a little prayer for you). With Capricorns, I just know what button to push, or maybe they put my finger on what button to push, either way it works. LOL

Sex: Fireworks.

Strength: Putting things in order. Meticulous. Natural Born Mothers

Weakness: Petty. pessimistic.

What did I learn? Seeing things from all perspective before making a move.

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AQUARIUS
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My very opposite sign. How we seem to connect is still a mystery to me. We can talk for 24hrs none stop. And her free spirit is what really draws me to her. Her sadness only last for a short while, she aspires to be happy 24/7. Her creative ability is off the hook, and her imagination is larger than life. They know how to quench thirst. Yes. They do. When frustrated, they can pour their anger like a torrential rain but love makes them weak. That is one star I know that can make me cheat. Seriously. They know my button like they made it.

Sex: The best I've ever had.

Strength: Ability to bring anything to life. Can see the future. Can turn nothing to something.

Weakness: Playful. Procrastination. Can't tell the difference between reality & illusion.

What did I gain? I can see the future.

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Pisces
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These are my babies. I don't want anyone to hurt 'em. They are so fragile. The last born of the stars, and the psychic. They are the true romantic. They believe in fairytale well into their 20ies. They shield themselves with the force field of pseudo-control just because they know that they are very vulnerable. And they key to their heart is... (sorry I won't say). Their heart is so soft you just want to guard it all the time. Making out with Pisces is like making love. It is drop dead HOT! Well, you have to loose them first, and make them feel safe.

Sex: Sloppy. Would learn sha.

Strength: Drop Dead Creative.

Weakness: Lost in space.

What did I gain? To be a romantic.

There goes everything. I keep my ear out for the Aries, but until then I'll stay liberal. *wink*

Journey Through the Zodiac (Part 2)

2007-04-30T02:27:00.000-07:00

Is there anyone who has gone by this path? Please tell me am not alone and crazy...

I had a dream a few days ago about someone and the emotional trouble she's going through. She's an Aquarian. Now must I mention that I have never met or seen this person before. So in the dream, I went to see this person in her house. She told her folks to tell me she's not home. But I knew she was home cause I could perceive her presence. I respected her choice and I left. When I got outside her house, she called me and said she was sorry, and that she didn't really feel like seeing anyone, but she had a rethink. We started talking and she told me a bunch of things that I can't remember right now. Well, I went on a search for the face of this person. To cut long story short, I saw the person face, lo and behold, the same person I saw in my dream... This is one of the regular stuff that I've been noticing, and seriously trust me, you don't want to know the weird ones. Cos knowing them will make you cum... seriously...

These are my findings on the Stars I've been with... (*She - all women of a star in one)

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Aries
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The first and the most compactible with me. We're both fiery people and want just about the same thing. I've been with 4 Aries women in my life and they all possess just about the same trait. Independent, bossy, and a fighter. But when it somes matters of the heart, they are as soft as heated iron. I hugged one Aries and I had an instant stiffy. I mean, my shift_stick was vibrating like a Nokia 2100... They dig foreplay just as much as I do. Keep the real deal for the last. (Perhaps the reason why I haven't "done' it with them yet. I love a good conversation during foreplay and the Aries know exactly how to dish that.

The rhythm is OMG. They don't forget special dates and would say sorry when wrong (of course after enough checks and balances)

Sex: Can't say

Strength: Determined, qualities of a leader, ability to look into your eyes and tell you the anything (right or wrong), generous.

Weakness: Have you seen a Warlord begging to be loved? If you can picture that then you know what am talking about... Would LIE just to save a situation, and can be dodgy...

What did I gain? Their determined spirit... that's all for now... still need to mate to get some more... keeping my fingers crossed

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Taurus
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We make great friends but fucked up lovers. We confuse the fact that we connect on certain level for some kind of attraction, and because the kiss is great or the conversation is like comedy central doesn't mean we are meant to start something. Just because the friendly shag is awesome doesn't mean we can run things. NO! We are just two confused people in search of the same thing but in the wrong boulevard. We both enjoy great deal of foreplay and she's always
willing to please as long as she enjoys it as well. A willing learner and a pretty fast one too. Gets lost completely in the mix and hates me for not sharing her ideals. We laugh most of the time to the jokes we share and come open with what she feels. A bit demanding but knows how to make scarifices.

Sex: Cute. Engaging. Pretty Wild.

Strength: Ability to make sacrifices. Bossy.

Weakness: Fear of loosing. Stubborn. When hatred sets in, she can tell the world your secrets.

What did I gain? Ability to make sacrifices. Business Focus (still liberal here though)

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Gemini
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From the flirting to the game of wit... It's like the world is our playing ground. With the Geminis that I've met, it's either we piss each other off at first and later become best of pals or we just kick in straight up. Her ability to engage me in a game of wit gives me the hard on. And she knows how to capture my attention, and I will keep longing for it. we both respect our need to be free, but it seems am more drawn to her than she is to me. We spend a great deal of time on foreplay and taunting my ass off. And she can be a freak in bed only when the mood sets in. But she loves most things done in secret (I wonder why). I realize that she can drop dead for a cute guy (not that I'm cute though) and would flirt with.

Sex: Interesting. Connected.

Strength: Multitasking. Adventurous. Knows how/when to keep it simple.

Weakness. Unstable. Can pull a lie from anything, and can convince that angels in heaven that they are gaurding the wrong door just so she can get into heaven.

What did I gain? Their multitasking ability. Her ability to play with words.

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Cancer
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She played a big sister and a mother to me. Drawn to my shy nature and use of words. We make great friends even though our ego kept clashing once in a while. She thinks am insensitive. Being close to her family means me being a true friend. A great believer of consolidated union and perhaps the most religiously dogmatic of all women (their views on any matter stays even when they act like they see yours). And she applies the same concept to her love life. A shocking thing is that she could be ashamed of me and be still be "in love" with me and dreads the outcome of my findings about the "being ashamed of me" part. Regardless, she'll go any lenght to prove her loyalty. And when am in "my moment" I tell myself that if there's anyone in the stars I'll love
to fall in love with, it would start with a cancerian (there are just three stars that I actually can). I remember the first cancerian woman I kissed, she told me straight up "I love you and I want us to start a relationship"... Who am I to say no to such boldness?

Sex: Marriage type sex. Respectful. Always careful not to portray herself as an ashie...

Strength: Ability to connect with multiple people and making them feel comfortable. Her ability to sympathize or empathize. Career oriented. Loyalty

Weakness. Dogmatic. Gullible when "in love".

What did I gain? their social spirit, and creativity.

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Leo
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Drama. Drama. Drama. Leo cracks me up, Simple. It was just a game of who has the biggest ego. But hey, she's sweet and soft inside. Knows how to make some scarifices. but still dramatic. passionate. easily sauved with kind words. dramatic (guess I mentioned this before...LOL)

sex: nice. royal. kinky. ok.

strenght: can stir the boat the right direction. generous.

weakness: stubborn.

what did i gain? I have it already.

Journey Through the Zodiac (Part 1)

2007-04-24T05:25:00.000-07:00

As a kid, I've always being fascinated by the opposite sex; Why their peepee is different from mine, why they talk the way they talk, why do I feel strange in their mist, and what is this burst of energy my peepee gets when they get too close.

During my unit years (age 1 - 9), I pick up newspapers and magazines and just read them for the sakes of whatever. I stumbled upon the astrological charts and prediction on one publication, and it caught my interest. I read about the predictions and advice for the different star sign, and that was when I realized that I was born under the star sign: LEO. I started digging my then limited resources on the stars and what astrologers say about them. The different character traits that each possess. It was fantastic.

Fast forward to 9yrs later. I have wealth of information about people born under certain star sign and the trait they have. I studied my friends (male and female alike) born under the different star sign, and try to know/see if the information I have match their aggregated lifestyle. I take mental note of everything. I soon realize that certain people born around certain time have certain trait that is common to them. This I took down.

My interest: Women.
I have an unexplainable view that women have something to give, and that thing (whatever it is) is very valuable. And I want to either know what it is or have it, if I can contain it. So I started digging into women from all star signs. Many interesting things I discovered I must say. Many weaknesses, Many strength, Their violent capabilities, Their ability to create peace with just a word, Their spirituality, Their sexuality, and many other findings.

The first woman in my life I kissed is a Leo, at the age of 16. The second a Cancer, at the age of 17, the third a Virgo at the age of 18. I got disV'd at 18 with a Virgo who was also a V. The second a Gemini at 19, the third a Capricorn. I sailed through the ocean of stars taking information as I travel. And everyone dropped vital information that I piece together to see a larger than life picture.

I have travel through Taurus, Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Virgo, Libra, Scorpio, Saggitarius, Capricorn, Aquarius, and Pisces. But I haven't with the number 1 star on the Chart: ARIES. Of course, I have being with three Aries women, but I couldn't understand why nothing happened (as in sexually). We went the whole 9yards but never the .5

What would happen to me when I have a union with an Aries woman? Because right now, I can't really explain many thing that has being happening to me. People tend to do things when I didn't even make them (all I have to do is think about it), I get most things I want without working much for them, I see solution where people see problem, My sensitivity has increased, I can perceive a man or woman's motive (only 75% of the time), I started loving feminine colors, feminine craving for attention,and trust me you don't want to know the bunch of other weird stuff I have been noticing. It's like am evolving. Will there be some kind of cosmic awakening when I finally mate with an Aries?

Has anyone being through this journey?

Phonetics

2007-04-20T07:41:00.000-07:00

My phone fell into the toilet (don't ask). My phone is gone. Am so attached to my phone, yet I treat it like a leper. I keep forgetting it everywhere I go. I hardly charge it (only when the battery indicator starts beeping), I drop it at the slightest wave of my hand... Now its gone, and am missing it... My fone is one of those girly Nokia Phones (to me, everything else is a babe).

Oh Phone! My darling Phone
When shall I see you my own?
Now that you are gone
It seem like am done...
bbbbbbbwwwwwwwwwwwwwaaaaahhhhhhhh

THE PERFECT HUSBAND

2007-04-19T06:13:00.000-07:00

I share with you this that came in my email this morning... LMAO!!!

Several men are in the locker room of a golf club.

A cell phone on a bench rings and

A man engages the hands free speaker function

And begins to talk.
Everyone else in the room stops to listen.

MAN: 'Hello'

WOMAN: 'Honey, it's me. Are you at the club?'

MAN: 'Yes'

WOMAN: 'I am at the mall now and found this beautiful leather coat. It's
Only $1,000. Is it OK if I buy it?'

MAN: 'Sure, go ahead if you like it that much.'

WOMAN: 'I also stopped by the Mercedes dealership and saw the new 2006
Models. I saw one I really liked.'

MAN: 'How much?'

WOMAN: '$90,000'

MAN: 'OK, but for that price I want it with all the options.'

WOMAN: 'Great! Oh, and one more thing...the house I wanted last year is back
On the market. They're asking $950,000'

M AN: 'Well, then go ahead and give them an offer of $900,000. They will
Probably take it. If not, we can go the extra 50 thousand if it's really a
Pretty good price.'

WOMAN: 'OK. I'll see you later! I love you so much!'

MAN: 'Bye! I love you, too.'

The man hangs up. The other men in the locker room are staring at him in
Astonishment, mouths agape.

He turns and asks: 'Anyone know who this phone belongs to?'

The unNaked Athlete

2007-04-18T04:13:00.000-07:00

My name is Me
Another piece in life's game
Upgraded from a pawn and a thorn to a con
Yes! A con in a contest to conquer
Reborn as a don in the dawn till the next one
Initiated with the baton for the next run
Stretching my muscles for the race at a large pace
Am in a place where your face is cut out from the traces you take
Every drop telling how much I've put in
Right or wrong, they will roll with the same taste
If I haste I might fall but will stand tall
After all no one will feel your pain and stain
Huddling every obstacle to refrain from failing...

The Advisor's Lyrics

2007-04-17T04:16:00.000-07:00

Chances in life comes in little ounces
It's your strife that you pounce to make a mass
Cluck every opportunity without going anticlockwise
The ice won't stay still if the climate keeps changing
Set the stage at the firmament of the earth
And the populace shall be your audience
Your expectations are your ego drive
Your limitations are your strongest weapon
Go head on but get your head screwed tight
The right thing is not always bright
Tilt a bit when the heat is on
But keep a string to get you back on
The society is the mirror you see yourself with
The mirror reflects only what it sees

One New Crush and A Box Of Sadies

2007-04-16T02:33:00.000-07:00

Box 1:
They met under a normal boy met girl circumstance. They perhaps fell in love or had something strong going on. It only lasted about a few months. One thing I can say for sure is that there was an attraction. But something happened on the way to paradise. He's AS and she's SS. They stared into the promise land, but their visa won't let them go in as partners. They has to split. A hard decision. A heart wrecking one for that matter. If they had proceed, they will suffer, so will their offspring. A sad one...
Has anyone been through this before or knows anyone?

Box2:
The connection was unbelievable. Crazy I will say, but it was pure. Dangerous I must admit, but it was exciting. It only lasted for about a few months. She's Older than him, and has a plan laid out for her. He's just trying to figure out his path. They can't be together cos it is awfully dangerously and highly unwise. She's about to get married to a rich guy and start a family. She's loosing her mind, but the decision has to be made. He walked away, so she can have a better future. A hard thing to do, but a thing that must be done. She loathed him for walking away, but he rather live with that than the other. Her future lies somewhere else...
Has anyone been through this before or knows anyone?

New Crush:
I have a crush on the girl that played the character of Simone Deveaux in HEROES. Can someone help me get her number? Please baby, don't be mad, it's just a crush albeit dangerous. God! Her eyes, I could stare at them for eternity. Her lips, I could kiss them forever. I feel a rush of fever every time her scene comes up...

Random Blabing

2007-04-12T08:28:00.000-07:00

The situation in Naija is killing me oh. Over the last three months, there has been approximately 200hrs of electricity. Keeping all of us in darkness. Even deve (devil) no like darkness; why you thinks say fire dey for hell? When Baba Godeh (God) throw deve enter hell, the place dark. My guy shout "shoou! this place dark oh! abeg, make una gather stick make we start fire. I wan see where I dey go." No be small matter. Even Papa Godeh sef no like darkness. Remember say the first thing wey he shout make dem do when he enter earth see say the place dark, na "make una on that light!" This na true gist, ask dem.

What is the matter with this babe? I was browsing the internet jejely oh. I came across Hi5. I like. I register. I enter profile info. I upload picture. I flirt around a bit. I chill out. Well, one day, I saw a phone number from a girl who thinks am cute (how?). Well as truely unNaked, I picked up my phone, pin pin pin pin pin... I dialed. From there I no rest again. She thinks my voice is sweet (hen?), she thinks am cute (God bless photoshop!). I've never meet this babe, but she loves me pass her mama. She'll text, call, flash, gprs, gps, satellite, sun me. My head come dey swell like hausa pof-pof. She say make we see, I say ok. On the tragic day of our meeting, her father died! Ewo! which kain gist be this. Can't he choose a better day to die? I could be a demon oh, but there's a light hidden inside me somehow. The light said, call her repeatedly and console her. I listened. I do. I called. Plenty times. I worry too. After like three calls, she no gree pick phone again. I come fashi, at least no be me die. She come begin text me, that I should call her, stating that she's using a business centre phone to send the text. So I called her phone. We talked, but every time I asked about the situation in her house, she cuts the phone. I'll redial, and she'll apologize and blame the network (very convenient thing to do). After a while she switched off her phone. I smelt a cockroach (I can smell that shit from afar, very irritating smell. I hate cockroaches... sorry insect right activists). Then my IU (Intelligence Unit) sent intel stating that the business centre phone should be dialed. Buzibodi, I called.

A man picked up with phone and said "Hello".
I said "Good evening sir, someone called my on this number, and am trying to figure out who the person is."
He said "Sorry, this phone belongs to Mr. O#%@?"
I said "Oh Ok. Thank you sir. Sorry for bothering you."
He said "No problem. Good night."

click!

I come dey wonder, instead of to go sleep jeje, this guy bears the same lastname as this babe. Since the father is dead, maybe the son has resumed immediate role of his father, and decided to receive all calls as him. Well, tough shit, but heck, it ain't mine. So I decided to call again, and ask for W*&%^#.

ring ring ring

He said "hello"
I said "Sorry to bother you sir, but I'll like to know if you know of any W*&%^# O#%@?
He said "Am her Father"
Very puzzled I said "Oh sorry sir, My name is unNaked, I bet she tried reaching me through your phone. Really sorry to bother you. Am just trying to confirm. Good night sir.
He said" Good night"

The b%$@h lied! Her father is ALIVE. I hold my toto put hand for head. WOMEN! The cunt killed her father even before he died. holy pussy juice!

I stopped calling, and she perhaps got the message. She kept smsing, flashing, ecetera-ing, but I no respond.Then after like 5months, I decided to pick her call. The thing done too much, and as per spirit of Christmas. She apologized (na today? I've got a Nobel prize for apologizing). I said ok (e no hard now, abi? My teeth go still remain 27). I never returned any of her call, and she kept making pussy promises (only if she knows how gay I am towards those promises).

So last week Friday, she sent a text saying she wants to see me. That she loves me, miss me,kiss me, and-all-the-other-things me. I said Omo na wa oh. After all these months (9), and you no know if I be Lucifer sef, you dey love. ok.

I come dey wonder. Make I change my phone? I said NO! plenty people get this number, and I can't go through the process of broadcasting my new number just because I dey run from one babe. She no worth am. I shenk'd. But the babe case dey fear me oh. The story long pass this one, but my hand dey pain me, and am missing something in my life... Wetin man go do now?

Everyone is doing it but am doing her.

2007-04-12T03:46:00.000-07:00

1. Yourself: Weird
2. Your partner: Horny
3. Your hair: Low
4. Your mother: Loving
5. Your father: Quiet
6. Your favourite item: Laptop
7. Your dream last night: Weird
8. Your favourite drink: Coke
9. Your dream car: BMW
10. The room you are in: Funky
11. Your ex: huh?
12. Your fear: Adulthood
13. What you want to be in 10 years: Rich
14. Who you hung out with last night: Myself
15. What you're not: Normal
16. Muffins: hmmm
17: One of your wish list items: Car
18: Time: 3000BC
19. The last thing you did: Smiled
20. What you are wearing: Trusardi
21. Your favourite weather: Spring
22. Your favourite book: Internet
23. The last thing you ate: Yam
24. Your life: UnderConstruction
25. Your mood: Gay
26. Your best friend: huh?
27. What you're thinking about right now: Kissing
28. Your car: Invincible
29. What you are doing at the moment: Typing
30. Your summer: Naked
31. Your relationship status: unNaked
32. What is on your TV: Dust
33. What is the weather like: hot
34. When was the last time you laughed: Now

Business 6.9

2007-04-11T00:38:00.000-07:00

Relationship = Business. Business = Relationship. Simple. No long thing!

My analysis of relationship and how it works cuts across all platforms. The better you understand the business of running a relationship the better you can handle bankruptcy a.k.a broken hearted, left-high-and-dry, etcetera etcetera...

My first rule in getting into any business, I ask myself the most important of all question: What's in it for me? Now, many of us might see this as a selfish thing to do, but remember, no one will share your loses with you. Well, your friends and close relatives (if you are open to them) might use lines like "I know how you feel, take it easy and move on, bla bla bla sheep have a wool and wipe your tears." Bullshit! They don't. Or they might say "shebi I told you!" So? It's all political. Trust me.

Before going into any relationship (crushing, dating, sexing, marrying, or unNakeding), think of it from the businessman/woman's perspective. Do some kind of imaginary business plan (or relationship plan). Check the pros and the cons, create an exit strategy. Work through the process with no attachment at all, because you are about to invest the most valuable resources into it, your Dignity, Pride, Sanity, and Fragile Emotion. The last thing you want to be doing is spending that shit like it grows from a tree (funny it does. lol. On that kind of tree sha.).

For every relationship I get into, I see it as a business idea. Sweet and Juicy from the outside, but the headache of running it could be fatal to your mental stability. And the last thing I want to do is run a business that is doomed to fail. Love they say is blind, so why use a blind muthafucker to run your business? Shine your eyes! Love is basically an Advert Copy used specifically to boost your profit margin. So use it wisely. Because in the end, the poor thing gets the heat.

And as far as relationship goes, it's a double lane highway built on a single lane. And if the traffic is not well coordinated, you find yourself rolling down the hills of frustration. And trust me, its not the best thing to wish for during Christmas. If your business plan doesn't stand a chance in the real world, don't fool yourself, back the fuck off, else you'll be another statistic in history of failed businesses.

If you want to learn how to run a Fortune 500 relationship, think at the speed of thought, get stupid once in a while, but don't dwell in that shit hole. Know when to call it quit using your exit strategy. And even if you don't make it to Fortune 3billion, you'll still have your dignity, pride, and perhaps fragile emotion and mental stability to run another business from ashy to classy.

Good luck!

A Letter to HRH

2007-04-10T03:43:00.000-07:00

This is an open Letter to Her Royal Horniness.

Your Horniness,
With due respect, I cunt explain why I dickn't follow the norm, but "I want you" to understand that "everything that is" about to happen is for the best outcum you will ever experience, "within and without".

I stand naked before you with a rod for your royal pleasure. With your royal Harper playing a piece that I have composed specially to send those tingling sensations from your head, through your spine down to your vine of pleasure, making juice flow steadily from that vineyard I so want to drink from for all of eternity.

I shall proceed to your throne of Horniness, and bow as I stare at your Majestic bosom. Oh! What a bosom. Firmer than any silicon can ever be. Original, as the gods intended. With a snap of your finger, I know the guards will be let off, for a ritual is about to take place. One that will send Her Majesty to the 9th heaven and beyond.I shall kneel before thee, and set my face upon thy vine. The sweet smell shall send my rod nodding with approval, for we are about to strike this pot and make juice flow freely as sweet as they cum.

I stare up to the twin tower with a smile, they seem like they are about to erupt. I have to keep them calm. There's nothing the tongue cannot do. I shall attend to them one after the other, continuously, until I hear those Royal Moans of Pleasure that blends in unison with the sound from the Royal Harp.

Is that white wine that I see flow down your laps? No, that must be the Royal Juice, and it is running over. Oh yes! Now your toes are curling. I call it a Reverent Orgasmic Chain Reaction.

I shall lift thee from thy throne and place thee on the Royal Altar, clothed with petals of glory. Time has come to eat the forbidden food - food for the gods - and drink the forbidden wine - wine for the gods. Eruption after eruption, I shall tend thy vineyard until you beg me to split your pink sea into two with my rod. And split I shall. And this esexcize shall take place until every energy cums to a loud BANG!

unNakedly Yours,

unNaked Soul

I got my mind made up

2007-04-06T02:20:00.000-07:00

Am feeling like a lion low on blood sugar. Everything is turning into juicy steak to me. Am tired and am so fucking hungry... for a change. Am not the biggest fan of conventional change... Radical Change, maybe... Am I so over fucking sensitive. I thought it was a weakness made by God for Women. Am just thinking loud, ignore that. A few things are missing in my life, and I have decided to save myself from a life time of embarrassment and usher myself into a life of ultimate "freedom" (that shit is relative).

As I am right now, I could do with a few millions every month (am not greedy see), and start a family (1 wife, 2 kids, 1 husband). And if that is not achievable now, I shall do what I have to do until I strike 30 and see if the few million bucks a month will surface. Else at 30, I should be hitting a few good buck, and I'll sail the world, have fun for the rest of my life. I'll fashi the start-a-family dream, and seek the path that would still put a wide grin on my face while sticking out my middle finger as I breathe my last.

I had a dream. I was about 70yrs old, but looked just the same. I perceived the age, and trust me it was 70-ish. I looked around, and I saw the future. Everything was different. I sensed the fear of old age. I wasn't wrinkled. What does that mean?

WITHDRAWING CASH THROUGH ATM

2007-04-04T06:20:00.000-07:00

I got this piece when I checked my email a few minutes ago, fwdd from a sweet friend, Lisa... This shit is funny...

A sign in the Bank Lobby reads:
Please note that this Bank is installing new Drive-through teller machines enabling customers to withdraw cash without leaving their vehicles. Customers using this new facility are requested to use the procedures outlined below when accessing their accounts.

After months of careful research, MALE & FEMALE procedures have been developed. Please follow the appropriate steps for your gender.

MALE PROCEDURE

* Drive up to the cash machine.
* Put down your car window.
* Insert card into machine and enter PIN.
* Enter amount of cash required and withdraw.
* Retrieve card, cash and receipt.
* Put window up.
* Drive off.

FEMALE PROCEDURE

* Drive up to cash machine.
* Reverse and back up the required amount to align car window with the machine.
* Set parking brake, put the window down.
* Find handbag, remove all contents on to passenger seat to locate card.
* Tell person on cell phone you will call them back and hang up
* Attempt to insert card into machine.
* Open car door to allow easier access to machine due to its excessive distance from the car.
* Insert card.
* Re-insert card the right way.
* Dig through handbag to find diary with your PIN written on the inside back page.
* Enter PIN.
* Press cancel and re-enter correct PIN. l
* Enter amount of cash required.
* Check makeup in rear view mirror.
* Retrieve cash and receipt.
* Empty handbag again to locate wallet and place cash inside.
* Write debit amount in check register and place receipt in back of cheque book.
* Re-check makeup.
* Drive forward 2 feet.
* Reverse back to cash machine.
* Retrieve card.
* Re-empty hand bag, locate card holder, and place card into the slot provided.
* Give dirty look to irate male driver waiting behind you.
* Restart stalled engine and pull off.
* Redial person on cell phone.
* Drive for 2 to 3 miles.
* Release Parking Brake.

unNaked Things

2007-04-03T10:15:00.000-07:00

I've been away for a while (off my blog that is), but I take my daily dose of blogzac to keep me from loosing 21grammes. What?! Oh let me explain this. Depression can lead to death. And death can lead you to loosing 21grammes. Well, after seeing the movie 21grams, I realized, after loads of research, that what the writer said is true: We loose 21gram when we die... Is that the weight of the Soul? Not so heavy afterall... *sigh*

I took stock of the bad things that I do, I realized that I don't have any "real" secret(s). And I dread a man/woman with no "real" secret. So therefore, I dread myself. I hate Fear. So I've decided to do some things and have a few "real" secret to myself, so that I can be normal like everybody. So when anyone ask me, Do you have a secret? I can say, "who doesn't?". Isn't that response so hot?! So therefore, I shall clothe myself with some "real" secrets and become more unNaked. And I think am going to love this new found secret-keeping thingy. Am so excited!

Maybe I should join the Secret Service... Not so hot a secret to keep... Oh I can be making out with some hot Secret Service babe... *sigh* just thinking loud...

I think I have one or two, but I can't remember them. I have to think about it. So peeps, how many secret(s) do you have?

P.S. Tinkerbell wants some love. I have a backyard growing with those things, don't know what to do with them. But she specifically exempted me, the Love Gardener... sad innit? So, who need/want some. Will send you a bouquet... in multiple colours...

Update
Just to cater to my Ego, I took the test (saw it at Idemili's blog). This is the result *sigh* (the successful part is not true... yet)

The Playboy
Random Gentle Sex Master (RGSMm)

Clean. Smooth. Successful. You're The Playboy.

You're spontaneous, and your energy is highly contagious. Guys therefore find you fun to be around, and girls find you compelling. You have lots of sex, and you manage it all without seeming cheap or being hurtful. Well done. You probably know karate, too.

Your exact opposite:
The Mixed Messenger

Deliberate Brutal Love Dreamer

It's obvious to us, and probably everyone else, that you're after physical rather than emotional relationships, but you're straight up with potential partners. And if a girl you want isn't into something casual, it's no big deal. You move on. BEFORE sleeping with her. Usually. At least you try to. Such control is rare.

If you're feeling unfulfilled, maybe you should raise your standards. New conquests will only be satisfying if there's a possibility of rejection.

ALWAYS AVOID: The Priss

CONSIDER: The Dirty Little Secret, The Nurse

Link: The 32-Type Dating Test by OkCupid - Free Online Dating.
My profile name: unNaked

Broken Record

2007-03-29T02:30:00.000-07:00

It is hard to keep a connection going especially when we live in a disconnected connected world. Many has enjoyed the sweet melody spun out from various connection strings, some of us are enjoying it, while for some of us, well, it is a case of listening to the sound from a broken record... It is SHIT! And it goes like this...

How many times do we have to try
How many times do we have to cry
Staying up all night trying to figure it out
How did this flame got burned out
Why do we argue and always shout
Making all those sweet feelings go south
How many times many times do we have to feel this pain
It is like a game with no gain
We've played it out so many time
And at every time it is never fine
Why do we feel like a broken record that can never play right
Leaving us broken hearted with sleepless night

We are left with questions why
Why did all those moment fly
What exactly didn't we try
Now the well of love is all dry
All gone to our eyes as tears when we cry
Does it matter if we feel all vulnerable
We can cater to us and make it all memorable
We can create a future that is all favourable
Lets carry on carry on because we have to be fine
We've played it out so many time
But this time it taste like bad wine
Why do we feel like a broken record that can never play right
Leaving us broken hearted with sleepless night.

Run Rat Run

2007-03-26T03:53:00.000-07:00

I dey fear some kin things oh. Things like rat, snake, and a woman's wrath, but certainly not bats like my dear Vera. No, not bats. I remember some years back on my way back home from slushing with a friend, and just very close to my house (in warri), I saw something moving in the grasses nearby, I thought to myself: "that's peculiar". So I paused. Lo and behold, a snake! A big ass one for that matter! The highness immediately clear from my eye, and na so I cut out (for those who don't know what that is, ask my dear sister waffarian). Somethings and the unNaked Soul don't just mix.

Just yesterday, I was on my way to get some grub. I was waltzing on my street minding my own business like I don't give a shit (Tu baba... lol). Na so one bizi bodi rat just jump on the pavement twaa! One mind told me to pause, the other said run. I obeyed the former. And before I go say "who go buy bread" the bastard the size of a rabbit started approaching me, apparently in fear. Me sef dey fear. Two fear come jam, confusion come start. I ran to the left, the idiot did the same. I say shuuoo. I ran to the right, the cocky bastard did the same. See me trouble oh! Na so I accelerate to the extreme right, ran past the obviously over fed rat who is already on my left, and dashed like a Hermes on an errand for Zeus.

There are somethings I just don't want to come in contact with or experience. If you think say you strong pass me, call me on this number and I go give you address to an event where dem dey give award to people wey strong pass unNaked Soul. No laughing oh, am unNakedly serious.

Serenade for a lady

2007-03-23T04:32:00.000-07:00

This post is inspired by a woman, for a woman, and by a woman's man... you know who you are *wink*

This is for the lady that lives in the west
whose lifestyle doesn't blend with the rest
Take your hands off your face and place it on your waist
Raise your hip to the left
bend your lips and do the nasty grin
Snap your right finger and do the tap tap
'cause right now you're about to start a journey to the top top

Don't let the honey of life to pass you by
'cause honey, it's yours till you say goodbye
Even though when situation seem out of control
it's no reason to seat at the back row
Snap your fingers and do the tap tap
It's a recipe for the journey to the top top

I know it might seem a cliche to say everything will be alright
especially when everything don't seem so bright
But remember, it's just a phase
even though e be like say you wan dey crase
All you have to do is press erase
then take it back and press play
Never dwell in your mistakes
or drown in the spit of these fakes
'cause they'll do whatever it takes just to make you break
Please wake up to the snap of the finger doing tap tap
or you can dream of the journey to the top top

oh baby I know it's about time
to realize that life doesn't have to taste like lime
'cause you can dine and order for the finest wine
tap tap to the top top

-unNaked Soul

Revosexual

2007-03-22T01:58:00.000-07:00

This is a continuation from my previous post. And I should say this again, it's high time I get the Oscar of sleepless-night-with-no-life discoveries and contributions to humanity a.k.a Nobel Prize. I can see my self shinning my 27 to the whole world in Geneva or Antwerp or wereva dem dey hold that bizzybodi event.

Anyways, today am adding a new word to the lifestyle dictionary, and as you must done know already, the word is "REVOSEXUAL"

A Revosexual is a modern man or woman with sexual or lifestyle attributed to my fantasies or commonly attributed to inspire folks who write for magazines such as Vogue, GQ, Playboy, and 69 ways of KamaSutra (don't go searching for it oh, it just jumped right out of my head.. he he he). These people believe that the best way to get engaged is by intuition and intelligence. They are so evolved that they have everything at the tip of their game. They've revolutionize the norm and do not conform to it, and will not settle for it. They believe that the missionary style is a sick joke by a tired retard and will only use it in a funkified manner that will make a Retrosexuals puke with disgust.

And I know very very very few Revosexuals... they run things... things don't run them... by their ways you shall know... its the unNaked thang *wink*

Retrosexual

2007-03-21T02:31:00.000-07:00

Early this morning, 1:20am to be precise, I was watching Mint on some Naija TV channel that I can't seem see the name (weird). Anyways, the show is about giving away some cool dollars to whoever call to answer some in-your-face questions with some funny accent babes (one of 'em is a cute lepa shandy and her name's Tandy)... Anyway, that's not the gist.

I have found a new word for those of us who still cling to the old ways of expressing themselves sexually, either via dating or shagging. The word as you must done guess by now is "Retrosexual" (it is not in the dico so I should get a Nobel Prize *he he he*)

A Retrosexual is a modern man or woman with sexual or lifestyle attributed to my great-great-great-grand forefathers or commonly attributed to "old school" folks. These people still believes that the best way to get engaged is by following a culture centric process or still think anything other than the missionary style is a free first class ticket to foolishness. They maintain a lifestyle you can only find in "Tales by moonlight" or in "Things fall apart" (For those of use who are not familiar with these two references, please seek google)

I know a few Retrosexual babes and guys... a few blogger are as well... yes, you know thyself... I can tell by the way you blog regardless of the fronting... don't worry, I won't expose you *wink*

Another Personality Thingy

2007-03-15T07:29:00.000-07:00

I got this just a few hours ago and I thought I should share it. Have fun... yours truely is a bloody MOUSE... quite describes me sha... warahell!!! lol

January 01 - 09 ~ Dog
January 10 - 24 ~ Mouse
January 25 - 31 ~ Lion
February 01 - 05 ~ Cat
February 06 - 14 ~ Dove
February 15 - 21 ~ Turtle
February 22 - 28 ~ Panther
March 01 - 12 ~ Monkey
March 13 - 15 ~ Lion
March 16 - 23 ~ Mouse
March 24 - 31 ~ Cat
April 01 - 03 ~ Dog
April 04 - 14 ~ Panther
April 15 - 26 ~ Mouse
April 27 - 30 ~ Turtle
May 01 - 13 ~ Monkey
May 14 - 21 ~ Dove
May 22 - 31 ~ Lion
June 01 - 03 ~ Mouse
June 04 - 14 ~ Turtle
June 15 - 20 ~ Dog
June 21 - 24 ~ Monkey
June 25 - 30 ~ Cat
July 01 - 09 ~ Mouse
July 10 - 15 ~ Dog
July 16 - 26 ~ Dove
July 27 - 31 ~ Cat
August 01 - 15 ~ Monkey
August 16 - 25 ~ Mouse
August 26 - 31 ~ Turtle
September 01 - 14 ~ Dove
September 15 - 27 ~ Cat
September 28 - 30 ~ Dog
October 01 - 15 ~ Monkey
October 16 - 27 ~ Turtle
October 28 - 31 ~ Panther
November 01 - 16 ~ Lion
November 17 - 30 ~ Cat
December 01 - 16 ~ Dog
December 17 - 25 ~ Monkey
December 26 - 31 ~ Dove

If you are a Dog : A very loyal and sweet person. Your loyalty can never be doubted. You are quite honest and sincere when it comes to your attitude towards working. You are a very simple person, indeed. Absolutely hassle free, humble and down-to-earth! ! That explains the reason why your friends cling on to you! You have a good taste for clothes. If your wardrobe is not updated with what is trendy, you sure are depressed. Popular and easy-going. You have a little group of dignified friends, all of them being quality-personified .

If you are a Mouse : Always up to some sort of a mischief! The mischievous gleam in your eyes is what makes you so cute and attractive to everyone. You are an extremely fun-to-be-with kind of person. No wonder people seek for your company and look forward to include you for all get-together' s. However, you are sensitive which is a drawback. People need to select their words while talking to you. If someone tries to fiddle around and play with words while dealing with you, it is enough to invite your wrath. God bless the person then!

If you are a Lion: Quite contradictory to your name, you are a peace loving person. You best try to avoid a situation wherein you are required to fight. An outdoor person, you dislike sitting at one place for a long duration. You are a born leader, and have it in you how to tactfully derive work from people. You love being loved, and when you receive your share of limelight from someone, you are all theirs!!!! Well, well... hence some people could even take an advantage, flatter you to the maximum and get their work done. So be careful.....

If you are a Cat : An extremely lovable, adorable person, sometimes shy, with a passion for quick wit. At times, you prefer quietness. You love exploring various things and going into depth of each thing. Under normal circumstances you're cool but when given a reason to, you are like a volcano waiting to erupt. You're a fashion bird. People look forward to you as an icon associated with fashion. Basically, you mingle along freely but don't like talking much to strangers. People feel very easy in your company. You observe care in choosing your friends.

If you are a Turtle : You are near to perfect and nice at heart. The examples of your kindness are always circulated in groups of people. You, too, love peace. You wouldn't like to retaliate even to a person who is in the wrong. You are loved due to this. You do not wish to talk behind one's back. People love the way you always treat them. You can give, give and give love, and the best part is that you do not expect it back in return. You are generous enough. Seeing things in a practical light is what remains the best trait of you guys.

If you are a Dove : You symbolize a very happy-go-lucky approach in life. Whatever the surroundings may be, grim or cheerful, you remain unaffected. In fact, you spread cheer wherever you go. You are the leader of your group of friends and good at consoling people in their times of need. You dislike hypocrisy and tend to shirk away from hypocrites. They can never be in your good books, no matter what. You are very methodical and organized in your work. No amount of mess, hence, can ever encompass you. Beware, it is easy for you to fall in love....

If you are a Panther : You are mysterious. You are someone who can handle pressure with ease, and can handle any atmosphere without going berserk. You can be mean at times, and love to gossip with your selected group. Very prim and proper. You like all situations and things to be in the way you desire, which, sometimes is not possible. As a result, you may lose out in some relationships. But otherwise, you love to help people out from difficult and tight spots when they really need you.

If you are a Monkey : Very impatient and hyper!!! You want things to be done as quick as possible. At heart, you are quite simple and love if you are the center of attraction. That way, you people are unique. You would like to keep yourself safe from all the angles. Shall your name be dragged or featured in any sort of a controversy, you then go all panicky. Therefore, you take your precautions from the very beginning. When you foresee anything wrong, your sixth sense is what saves you from falling in traps. Quite a money minded bunch you people are!!

Pink Crisis

2007-03-14T06:41:00.000-07:00

Please everybody that has come in contact with my blog, I really need your help. This is one of the many times I shall be needing your help in matters that affect my unNaked Life. This is very serious and I wish to know the extent (in terms of damage if there is) of this new found characteristics of unNaked Soul.

Just last week, it happened. And I thought to myself, maybe its just a simple mistaken technicolorties... A glitch in my Color Processing Module. But alas! Just three days ago, it happened again. And again. And again. Oh My God! What am I going to do? Please somebody help me. AM IN LOVE WITH PINK! bbbbwwwwwwwaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!

Just this morning, I turned IM text color to PINK, and my IM color theme to PINK. And to make matter worse, I got a hard on just thinking of PINK or seeing the color PINK... An NO! I ain't gay... Am so straight that if my shit touches you, you'll cum... am straight like that ladies.

But what is the reason for this new found love for PINK? and so strong that I get a hard on? Any color therapist in blogville? HELP!

The Legend of SAD

2007-03-12T07:22:00.000-07:00

Have you ever imagined why in the old days, and even today, you find that many men and women do crazy shit just to have a male child? I've read and seen many marriages brake up due to the fact that there was no male issue to bind them. This happens especially in Africa & Asia.

Now make una listen wellu well. Abegii oh, make una listen wellu well. LOL

The Legend of Sons And Daughters

In the human subconscious mind (in the depths of your soul), holds the blueprints of creation, survival, and replenishment. I once read that the greatest and most precious secret in life is hidden inside of man. Hmm, no wonder all of creation is battling to either enslave or save man. And the Continuation is in the hands of the two genders that make up man, else the secret will be lost forever... a SAD twist.

Daughters are the keeper of the gate. The ones that open the gate for another life form to come into our existence. They are the Bearer of Continuum, without which, existence as we know it will slowly but sure end. Their male offspring can only refer to her male companion's father as their true grandfather, but never her own father. She as a doorway breaks the direct linage of her father to her offspring and offers the baton to her companion's father (If she bears a son). Meaning that, if they believe in reincarnation or a comeback, they cannot come through their daughter's offspring. Daughters can refer to both their maternal & paternal grandparents and their true grandparents (It is of no consequence).

Sons are the keeper of the line. The ones with the ticket for rebound. They are the bearer of the baton of continuum, without which, existence as we know it will slowly but sure end. Their male offspring through their female companion keeps the line in check (and straight), and for generation after generation, if this line is kept straight, it gives him a chance to comeback within that line if he believes in reincarnation or a comeback. Their male offspring can only refer to their father as his true grandfather and not their companion's father. Because their companion has passed the baton to his father.

Have you ever heard what LINE Jesus of Nazareth came from? the LINE of David. And If your read your bible better than I do, you'll see how the LINE was traced... and guess what? They were all direct line of the SONS of SONS of SONS of SONS of.... of David... no mention of Daughters.... down to Joseph. Read Genesis and see the genealogy trace of people, what was mentioned were the LINE of SONS, and not of DAUGHTERS.

Why do you think many cultures die to have male offspring? Many royal line cut off due to no 'true' heir to the throne. Many families broken due to inability to produce a male offspring. Strong men fall because they know subconsciously that their COMEBACK ticket has been denied of them. Daughters require no specific LINE to comeback... the choice is usually theirs, either to come from the offspring of their Son or of their Daughter.

And guess what? Most culture blame the Bearer of Continuum... SAD

If you have any question, please ask. And hey, I didn't read this anywhere, It just came WABAAAM! Just one of the many unNaked Sounds I hear when am alone.

Lets go to Heaven

2007-03-06T03:33:00.000-08:00

This whole existence shit is politics and mind games
Cos if it isin't, then everybody's got to go to heaven

Creation is just the result of someone's maturbation
and religion is just covering or trying to understand the guilt
and if am wrong, then everybody's got to go to heaven

If beauty lies in the the eyes of the beholder
then ulgyliness lies in the nakedness of the beholder
ask any question about it, and everybody's got to go to heaven

Explain to me why a perfect world called eden is hidden
cos if it isn't, then everybody's got to go to heaven

In the absence of God is the presence of god
Cos if it isin't, then everybody's got to go to heaven

Why is it that sometimes when we push the buzzer we don't get the buzz back?
and if I'm wrong, then everybody's got to go to heaven

I need someone to explain to me why Jesus was murdered by the other
in order for there to be order
Cos if no one can, then everybody's got to go to heaven

We know Religion warfare is not fair but yet we partake in this game
of whose imaginary friend is the biggest and the fairest
Cos if I'm wrong, then everybody's got to go to heaven

See children crying and dying, yet people are buying and dining
Cos if am lying, then everybody's got to go to heaven

Please someone explain to me how the serpent got into the garden to tempt with that which is exempted right there in the garden of the Almightand how mighty is serpent which tempt the image of the Almight?
Cos if you can't, then everybody's got to go to heaven

Now, it beats me to wonder many things. How can you explain this, that the All Wise agreed(?) to war against it creation just to prove a point (What point?). That he's greater? Has is not occur to anyone that the fact the the All Wise created that which is challenging the All Wise is enough proof? Why suffer many generations to hell when all of this could have ended with just a word?

Please tell me all this happening is a sort of Training Camp for something you and I don't know, and that everything is a game... Cos if it isn't, then everybody's got to go to heaven.

Some Weddings are made of these

2007-03-06T03:24:00.000-08:00

Have you ever thought about this for a moment? Imagine at a wedding ritual:

Presiding Officer: Dear Lord(?), we are gathered here today to witness the joing of X & O in holy(?) matrimony yada yada yada... If you have any vows please do recite them...

Groom: (thots/action: balls sweating. is this neccessary?)

Bride: (thots: You berra have something nice to say, else...)

Groom: uhm... O, bla bla bla bla (after sipping enough champagne or paraga - as the case may be - the night before, while thinking of the nasty fuck he had during his B-Eve his pallies organized for him)

Bride: (smiling like a lottery winner, and nodding like agama lizard wey fall from 10 storey building)

Bride: X... bla bla bla (sweet words just to make her chief brides maid burst a boob and die with envy) (Thots: bitch, why did you think I choose you as my chief brides maid? To of course ridicule your single ass with a grand celebration, and remind you that I beat your sorry ass to 'legal' screwing)

Parents of X & O: (smiling sheepishly like an olopa who has been tipped with N100, while looking to see if their invited guest whose kid hasn't gotten the ring yet ain't dozing away)

Presiding Officer: Repeat after me... For berra, For woss...

Bride: (thots: akoba! you dey swear for us ni? it berra not get woss...) For berra, For woss...

Groom: (thots: MFK! wo woman, you berra pray it doesn't woss, cos I won't hesitate to pimp you or take you do owo. the choice is yours) For berra, For woss..

Presiding Officer: For Risha, For Pora

Bride: (thots: you berra stay rich. bo ya lo mo. Jide, Emeka, and Umar dey on queue.) For Risha, For Pora (Ewo! Remain small I for talk say For Recharge, For Bora)

Groom: (thots: omo, hope you add prayer join that your yan?) For Risha, For Pora

Presiding Officer: In siknes, In Hellt...

Bride: (thots: Yeee! I forget to do HIV test this morning sha! What if this MFK has gone to ko gbo gbo jagbajantis from lastnight? shit, I forgot to use CD with richard last night. put you shit together girl!) In siknes, In Hellt...

Groom: (thots: wait oh! shei, I used a CD last night? oh gbosa! was too drunk to remember... I think I used...) In Siknes, In hellt...

Presiding Officer: Till death do us part...

Bride: (thots: abi na swear? na by force?) Till death do us part...

Groom: (thots: so convenient for you to say abi... well patapata, I go take fulltime aristo degree with honours) Till death do us part...

Presiding Officer: If there is anyone here who would not want these two couples to be joined togther, please speak now or forever hold your peace... (MFK, they were not invited)

Bride: (thots/action: heart beating fast... what is this man waiting for now? why is he asking such a stupid question sef? *hiss*)

Groom: (thots/action: heart beating fast... I hope dem girls gorked my vacation in sokoto story?)

Presiding Officer: By the one thing one thing one thing, I now pronouced you man and wife... you may kiss the bride

Both: (LTAO! Only if this guy know wetin we don do, he for talk say, you may shag the bride... in public... ignorance is bliss!)

LMAO! unNaked must be going WACKO! LOL! But seriously, I wanna know: Why is it that when we naija peeps get to the 'you may kiss the bride' part, dem go dey do like say dem no sabi kiss, weras, we sabi straff pass rabbit on heat? Oh! You no want make you poosie or momsie burst a vessel? well, you have a point... NOT!!! But heck, I love knowing that people are getting married, even though I've never been to a wedding before... I only see people doing it on TV...

unNaked soul, Over & Out...

V Virus

2007-03-01T11:54:00.000-08:00

It has come to common knowledge that there is a virus on the loose in blogville. As a marraof fact, this virus has a name. For complexity sakes, the name of the virus can be derived from Virus Extraodinaire Running Amuck. Now let me analyze this virus so that when you come across it, you can detect it and use any antivirus (horny to be precise) of your choice to tackle it.

Volatile when responding to blog post
Has attributes related to counting dracula in sesame street
Engages in aggressive take over of any file with extention .bf
Has a fetish for attacking folders that has a shoe file
Stores self in your history so you cannot possibly delete, and will do a come back on you
Has a G.U.Y firmware labeled Horn to tha NY in the boot(y) sector.
Networks with the Russian KGB
Not a stranger in Moscow unlike MJ
Deep cover collabo with a victim under operation tminxamebo 007 to solve a mystery XYZ

I'll keep you in touch with more information as it reaches our GPS Virus Tracking System. Best way to ward this virus off is to.... oops, sorry, incoming distress call from our satelite station... will get back to you (if we survive the first wave)... *wink*

unNaked Wiring

2007-02-26T03:13:00.000-08:00

Everyone gives up at one point or the other in their life, but there's one giving up everyone share and must do... The Ghost.
-unNaked Soul

There's a lot a glass of vitamin extract or a bottle of ragolis water can do to your way of thinking oh. Well, yesterday after having these, the voices(?) in my head started the following conversation:

Voice 1: unNaked Soul, you are basically wired(?) to be a catalyst.

Voice 2: Me ke? A Catalyst?

Voice 1: Yes. But before you go into a Gbingbingbin fit (can you remember gbigbingbin from those yoruba movies way back? that mfk cracks me up. LOL... Sorry to digress), let me explain to you. You unNaked, is wired(?) to enhance/accelerate the situations you find yourself. Situations which include people, place, or thing, basically the noun of your immediate environment. Everyone you come in contact with, you sort of flow with them, of which you actually don't get caught up in the process, but simply flow."

(hmmm... Glo with the Flow... Hey those MFK at Globacom should come and pay me for this phrase oh! - sorry to digress... again)

voice 2: Are you for real?

Voice 1: kponzu! I'm giving you WAEC expo and you are gorking, asking me JAMB question... be asking question like EFCC now... *hiss*

I think Voice 2 pissed Voice 1 off, and the conversation sha ended. But it got me thinking sha. Can you see what I'm seeing? To a certain degree, I agree to ignore the mockery or utter ignorance of Voice 2 and accept the wisdom of Voice 1. In my experience in life, I have noticed that I don't get involved with certain processes, but I know I play the part that I am suppose to. I wanted to ask Voice 1 some questions, but I think the yeye fowl is on vacation in Canada... Hey's who's got a light? I wan see wetin this teesha write for blackboard.

The only time you settle down is when you're dead, and until then you'll keep jumping around like a flea on weed.
-unNaked Soul

Which baby are you?

2007-02-25T08:48:00.000-08:00

Had this for a while and I wish to share with you.. Yours truely is August *wink*

January
Pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Sensitive. Down-to-Earth. Stubborn. Repost this in 5 mins and you will meet someone new in 8 days that will perfectly balance your personality.

February
Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexiest out of everyone. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Horny. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizing dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.

March
Attractive personality. Sexy, Affectionate, Shy and Reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Great kisser. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Observant and assesses others.

April
Suave and compromising. Funny and humorous. Stubborn. Very talkative. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal. Does work well with others. Very confidant. Sensitive. Positive Attitude. Thinking generous. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Able to cheer everyone up and/or make them laugh. Able to motivate oneself and others. Understanding. Fun to be around. Outgoing. Hyper. Bubbly personality. Secretive. Boy/girl crazy. Loves sports, music, leisure and traveling. Systematic. Hot but has brains.

May
Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Shy towards opposite sex. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High-spirited.

June
You've got the best personality and are an absolute pleasure to be around. You love to make new friends and be outgoing. You are a great flirt and more than likely have an a very attractive partner. a wicked hottie. It is also more than likely that you have a massive record collection. You have a great choice in films, and may one day become a famous actor/actress yourself - heck, you've got the looks for it!!!

July
Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. spazzy at times. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.

August
Outgoing personality. takes risks. feeds on attention. No self-control. Kind hearted. Self-confident. Loud and boisterous. VERY revengeful. Easy to get along with and talk to. Has an "every thing's peachy" attitude. Likes talking and singing. Loves music. Daydreamer. Easily distracted. Hates not being trusted. BIG imagination. Loves to be loved. Hates studying. in need of "that someone". Longs for freedom. Rebellious when withheld or restricted. Lives by "no pain no gain" caring. Always a suspect. Playful. Mysterious. "charming" or "beautiful" to everyone. stubborn. curious. Independent. Strong willed. A fighter.

September
Active and dynamic. Decisive and haste but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Usually you have many friends. Enjoys to make love. Emotional. Stubborn. Hasty. Good memory. Moving, motivates oneself and others. Loves to travel and explore. Sometimes sexy in a way that only their lover can understand.

October
Loves to chat. Loves those who love them. Loves to takes things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Brave and fearless. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care to control emotions. Unpredictable. Extremely smart, but definitely the hottest AND sexiest of them all.

November
Trustworthy and loyal. Very passionate and dangerous. Wild at times. Knows how to have fun. Sexy and mysterious. Everyone is drawn towards your inner and outer beauty and independent personality. Playful, but secretive. Very emotional and temperamental sometimes. Meets new people easily and very social in a group. Fearless and independent. Can hold their own. Stands out in a crowd. Essentially very smart. Usually, the greatest men are born in this month. If you ever begin a relationship with someone from this month, hold on to them because their one of a kind.

December
This straight-up means you are the most good-looking person possible... Better than all of these other months! Loyal and generous. Patriotic. Competitive in everything. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Easy to talk to, though hard to understand. Thinks far with vision, yet complicated to know. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having lots of ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Has that someone always on his/her mind. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Abiding. Able to show character. One guy/girl kind of person. Loveable. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves music. Pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Sensitive.

Living 360

2007-02-23T10:33:00.000-08:00

Over the last few years, I have been placed in situations that I regard as too tight for me. I remember someone telling me that "You have to be serious with life, you have to be this and that..." A rich dude with everything going for him, a dream house in Lekki, a multimillion dollar(?)/naira(?) firm, flashy ride, nice life, a fmily... the Nigerian dream. But am just too involved with myself to start worrying about the Nigerian dream. I just want to LIVE.

As scary as it may seem, I have a strong feeling that is like my last time on planet earth. I don't want to come back, so I don't look forward to having children (yea, shoot me, and am serious), am not keen on it. Male children are like your comeback ticket, and Female children are like Doorway (I'll expand on this in another post). So since this is my last incarnation(?), I just want to live. If I have to work, I want to get paid having fun; Traveling the world, meeting people, watching movies, tasting food, learning & understand different cultures, have a partner who loves sex as much as I do, and sees life from a God's Perspective (GP).

I'm tired of materialism, YES I want money, clothes, shelter, etc, but I don't want them to tie me down. I want these things to worship me and not the reverse. I don't want to pile up millions somewhere, but I want to have something (fun too) that can generate the millions, and share them with those I love and care for. I want to visit every major city in world in my 'sane city' list.

Am loosing my mind now. Society pressure. Friend cirlce. Internal processes. These 'things' are making loose my mind everytime am alone. Then last night, I said to myself, "UnNaked Soul, you have until you reach 34 (if you live to see it) to make me LIVE. I want to explore every corner of the earth. Everything you need is within your reach, GRAB IT!" Then I woke up. So now, am living my last time on earth. No attachment to anything but the need to be fufilled...

$100 Question

2007-02-21T03:12:00.000-08:00

The first person to get this answer correctly will get a gift voucher, cash, dinner or the equivalent of $100 by 1st March 2007 (and am sex serious - I don't joke with my love making, ask her and she'll tell you *wink*). So back to the deal and think carefully:

Question:
You are determined to become a pilot. Now, you went for an interview that will grant you into Pilot school, and you were asked this:

“5yrs from now, you would be on a ship that is heading the wrong course, and as Captain of the ship, you have the right coordinates, and you know that turning left would place the ship on the right course, where would you tell the navigator to steer?”

How to make Love

2007-02-19T00:17:00.000-08:00

Good day ladies and gentle of our esteemed domicile aka blogville. Take a look outside your window (not the Microsoft one oh) and tell me, isn't it just a perfect day to make love? uhm? Just the right kind that won't hurt your stomach but will get you smiling like a thousand sunset. Well, as much as some of us won't agree, I'll like to teach you noble ones how to make unNaked Love *wink*

Are we ready? Before we proceed, we need to get certain things ready. Here are the list:

2 ounce of desire
4 arms of embrace
2 mouth full of kisses
1 greased funnel
1 pestle
2 eggs
2 cups of milk
1000 unspoken lyrics
2 orgasmic nuts
A dozen roses and a partridge in a pear tree

Now follow my instructions carefully, paragraph by paragraph.

Mix in a bowl of confession the two ounce of desire, and stir gently. Stir until evenly mixed. Align two arm of embrace with the other two arm of embrace and lock gentle until perfectly locked. Tighten up if necessary depending on the outcome of stirred desire.

Mix 2 mouth full of kisses together with the already stirred desire and mix firmly with four arm of embrace for effective result. Add the two cup of milk by squeezing gently. Continue adding until desired result is reached (Use a mouth full kiss for effective result). Make sure the two egg is not broken in the process because this will ruin the whole process.

Repeat paragraph two until volcanic gyrism (desire becomes unbearably hot). For a better outcome (my opinion) before mixing in the greased funnel using the pestle, you can use 1 mouth full kiss to grease the pestle or make more greased the greased funnel with 1 mouth full kiss before proceeding to the next paragraph. Use a 1000 unspoken lyrics within the process explained in paragraph one through to this one until completely exhausted.

Use pestle to stir the mix gently inside the greased funnel (Pound when/If necessary). Do this until you can't no more.

Put resulting mix in an oven and set at 69 degrees (don't ask why). Set at desired time, and wait until you hear a beep. Take out and break both eggs, and add the 2 orgasmic nuts as garnishing.

Congratulations! You have made the Perfect Love Cake (PLC). Smile and clap for yourself.

Now, who wants to make the next round of love with me?

Too Little. Too Much

2007-02-19T00:01:00.000-08:00

I just (11:49pm, 19th Feb. 2007) got back from 2 bottles of Hennessey VS & VSOP and a call from "the one" and as a matter of fact ("the one" just called in again). So Now this is 7:15am (20th Feb. 2007)...

Well before 11:49pm (19th Feb. 2007) a friend of mine BA used my phone to make a call to someone, and she asked the someone to call her back. Then after they yarned for a while, she switched off my phone. And I asked "why did you switch off my phone?" and she replied by saying "I don't want the caller to call back..." I asked "why?" and she said "oh, am tired of receiving calls hence the reason why all my phones are off"

Then I asked "Is it a case of too little attention is getting too much, or too much being too overwhelming?" her response was something that got me laughing anyways.

I always wondered, right, why is it that when women get too much attention they say it is too much, and when they get too little, they want to pull your soul out of its chamber? How can the line of attention be clearly defined without actually crossing it. I, completely unNaked Soul, LOOOOOOOOVES attention, especially when it is coming from the right channel.

I am saying this from experience (self and otherwise) and I really want to know "When is little too little and much too much?"

The Gba'in of unNaked Soul

2007-02-15T00:29:00.000-08:00

I don't know if anyone has encountered this kind of situation before. As annoying as it seem, I try to understand the motive behind or the ka-ta-gi-rin (driving force) behind it. Now before you ask "what is he talking about?", here it is:

About 14months ago, I was doing my usual strolling around my estate (you know those times boredom creeps on you like a blow job at 2:51am, but not as sensual), minding my business, wondering why I wasn't made as a celestial being like the stars or moon instead of a freaking human needing to worry about even the slightest wink from a sexy sister. Anyways, this guy (about 14-17yrs... men, age is an asshole... forgive my ijesha) walked up to me and...

guy: Good evening bros

unNaked: Hey, how are you?

guy: Am, fine bros

unNaked: o-k-a-y. (wondering if I knew him somewhere, but the ice cream I was eating no gree me think properly)

guy: sorry oh bros, I need your help.

unNaked: *thinking* Oh no. help ke. ok, lets hearrit.

guy: Please, I just got admission into school, and I was asked to pay N5,000. My uncle told me to come and see him, but I didn't meet him at home, and registration is closing tomorrow. If there's anything you can help me with, I'll be grateful. I have only N1,000 and am looking for N4,000. I just came back from school and I have nothing left.

unNaked: uhm. what school is that? (Mr. worry worry, mind your business next time)

guy: OSU (Ogun State University)

unNaked: (after a short pause) Well, sorry oh, I can't really be of much help oh as much as I wish to help. But here (going through the change I have left after buying ice cream) is N650 I think, see what your uncle can raise you with ok.

guy: thank you bros, thank you.

unNaked: no wahala.

That was episode one of The gba'in of unNaked Soul... Can you believe that about 17days ago on my way back from work, the imp walked up to me again, obviously forgotten he has met me before (thank God I can remember everyone I have Funked or Fucked in my life regardless of when or where) and...

guy: good evening bros.

unNaked: (was on the phone about to end a conversation)

guy: (waited until i was through) good evening bros.

unNaked: hey, how now.

guy: fine. please bros, I came to see my friend (not uncle?) and he I didn't meet him at home. I want to pay for my examination fee of N5,000 (again!) and I have only N1,000 (again!!). I have being waiting from my friend since morning and I dey wonder if you can help me with money for my examination, I need only N4,000 (again!!!)...

unNaked: (In my head I was like Olosi Muthafuka) really? And do you know me?

guy: no bros, but...

unNaked: so why are you talking to me?

guy: I just saw you and I believe you can help me...

unNaked: do I look like GOD to you... nonsense!

That was episode one of The gba'in of unNaked Soul gone wrong. Just this morning, I saw the same imp chatting a woman on my street, And in my head I was like, sneaky bastard! but unlucky for the bugger, the woman jabo'd him sha. I wanted to tell him that if I see him around here again that I'll get him arrested, but a voice asked... why?

This is just one of my many experiences with story tellers...

SEX AND THE FIRST LETTER OF YOUR NAME

2007-02-08T07:28:00.000-08:00

I found this piece during digging at the internet mine some few months back, so I decided to share it with you... It's hilarious and might get you saying "oh my goodness!"

I checked yours baby, and it was uhm uhm uhm *wink* lol

According to studies, the first letter of your first name reveals your sexual identity. What do you think? Ladies your answers to what he’s really like has been solved! Fellas she been to quiet and want know more your answers will be solved. And just for starters start with yourself and tell me what you think on wall if its right about you or not and you see how useful this is!

A

You are romantic when you want to be, but you are interested in action. You mean business. With you, what you see what you get. You have no patience for flirting and can't be bothered with someone who is trying to be coy, cute demure, and subtly enticing. You are an up front person. When comes to sex, its action that counts not obscure hints. Your mate's physical attractiveness is important to you. You find the chase and challenge of the "hunt" invigorating. You are passionate and more adventurous than you appear however, you do not go around advertising these qualities. Your physical needs are your primary concern.

B

You give off vibes of lazy sensuality. You enjoy being romanced, wined and dined. You are very happy to receive gifts as an expression of the affection your lover. You want to be pamper and know how to pamper your mate. You are private in your expression of endearments and particularly when it comes to lovemaking. You will hold off until everything meets your approval. You can control your appetite and abstain from sex if need to be. You require new sensations and experiences. You are willing to experiment.

C

You are very social individual, and it is important to you have a relationship. You require closeness and togetherness. You must be able to talk to you sex partner before, during and after, You want your object of your affection to be socially acceptable and good looking. You see your lover as a friend and companion. You are very sexual and sensual, needing someone to appreciate and almost worship you . When this cannot be achieved, you have the ability to go for long periods without sexual activity. You are an expert at controlling your desires and doing without.

D

Once you get in your head that you want someone you move full steam ahead in pursuit. You do not give up you quest easily. You are nurturing and caring. If someone has a problem, this turns you on. You are highly sexual, passionate, loyal intense in your involvement, sometimes possessiveness and jealous. Sex to you is pleasure to be enjoyed. You are stimulated by eccentric and unusual, having a free and open spirit.

E

Your greatest need is to talk. If your date is not a good listener, you have trouble relating. a person must be intellectually stimulating or you are not interested sexually. You need a friend for a lover and a companion for a bedmate . You hate disharmony and disruption, but you do enjoy a good argument once in a while it seems to stir things up. You flirt alot, for the challenge is more important than the sexual act for you, but once you give your heart away, you are uncompromisingly loyal. When you don't have a good lover to fall asleep with you, you will fall asleep with a good book. (Sometimes, in fact you prefer a good book.)

F

You are idealistic and romantic, putting your lover on a pedestal. You look for the very best mate you can find. You are a flirt, yet once committed, you very loyal. You are sensuous, sexual, and privately passionate. Publicly, you can be showy extravagant, and gallant. You are born romantic. Dramatic love scenes are your favorite fantasy pastime. You can be very generous lover.

G

You are fastidious, seeking perfection within yourself and your lover. You respond to a lover who is your intellectual equal or superior, and one who can enhance your status. You are sensuous and know how to reach the peak of erotic stimulation because you work at it meticulously. You can be extremely active sexually that is, when you find the time. Your duties and responsibilities take precedence over everything else. You may have difficulty getting emotionally close to a lover, but no trouble getting close sexually.

H

You seek an mate who can enhance your reputation and earning ability. You will be very generous to your lover once you have attained a commitment. Your gifts are actually an investment in your partner. Before the commitment, through, you tend to be frugal in your spending and dating habits and equally cautious in your sexual involvement.

I

You have a great need to be loved, and appreciated.... Even worshiped. You enjoy luxury, sensuality, and pleasures of the flesh. You look for lovers who know what they are doing. You are not interested in an amateur, unless that amateur wants a tutor. you are fussy and exacting about having your desires satisfied. You are willing to experiment and try new modes of sexual expression. You bore easily and thus require sexual adventure and change. You are more sensual than sexual, but you are sometimes downright lustful.

J

You can be very romantic, attached to the glamour of love. having a partner is of paramount importance to you. You are free in your expression of love and are willing to take chances, try new sexual experiences and partners, provided it's all in good taste. Brains turn you on. You must feel that your partner is intellectually stimulating, otherwise you will find it difficult to sustain the relationship. You require loving, cuddling, wining, and dining to know that you're being appreciated.

K

You are totally fucking marvelous!

L

You are very romantic, idealistic and somehow you believe that to love means to suffer. You wind up serving your mate or attracting people who have unseal troubles. You see yourself as your lover's savior. You are sincere, passionate, lustful, and dreamy. you can't help falling in love. You fantasize and get turned on by movies and magazines. You do not tell other of this secret life, nor of your sexual fantasies.

M

You are emotional and intense. when involved in a relationship, you throw your entire being into it. Nothing stops you; there are no holds barred. You are consuming and crave someone who is equally passionate and intense. you believe in total sexual freedom. you are willing to try anything and everything. Your supply of sexual energy is inexhaustible. You also enjoy mothering your mate.

N

You are crap in bed.

O

You are very interested in sexual activities yet secretive and shy about your desires. You can re-channel much of your sexual energy into making money and seeking power. You can easily have extended periods of celibacy. You are a passionate, compassionate, sexual lover, requiring the same qualities from your mate. Sex is serious business; thus you demand intensity diversity, and are willing to try anything or anyone. Sometimes your passionate turn to possessiveness, which must be kept in check.

P

You are very conscious of social proprieties. You wouldn't think of doing anything that might harm your image or reputation. Appearances count, therefore, you require a good-looking partner. You also require an intelligent partner. Oddly enough, you may view your partner as your enemy; a good fight stimulates those sex vibes. You are free of sexual hang-ups. You are willing to experiment and try new ways of doing things. You are very social sensual; you enjoy flirting and need a good deal of physical gratification

Q

You require constant activity and stimulation. You have tremendous physical energy. It is not easy for a partner to keep up with you, sexually otherwise. You are an enthusiastic lover tend to be attracted to people of other ethnic groups. You need romance, hearts and flowers, and lots of conversation to turn you on and keep you going.

R

You are an no-nonsense action oriented individual. You need someone who can keep pace with you and who is your intellectual equal the smarter the better. You are turned on more quickly by a great mind than by a great body. However, physical attractiveness is very important to you. You have to be proud of your partner. You are privately very sexy, but you do not bed, you are willing to serve as teacher. Sex is important; you can be very demanding playmate.

S

You are secretive, self-contained and shy. You are very sexy, sensual, and passionate, but you do not let on this. Only in the intimate privacy will this part of this nature real itself. When it gets down to the nitty-gritty, you are an expert. You know all the little tricks of the trade, can play any role or any game, and take your love life very seriously. You don’t fool around. You have the patience to wait for the right person to come along.

T

You are very sensitive, private, and sexually passive; you like a partner who take leads. Music, soft lights and romantic through turn you on. You fantasize, but do not tend to fall in and out of love easily. When in love, you are romantic, idealistic, mushy, and extremely intense. You enjoy having your senses and your feelings stimulated, titillated, and teased. You are a great flirt. You can make your relationships fit your dreams, oftentimes all in your own head.

U

You are enthusiastic and idealistic when in love. when not in love, you are in love with love, always looking for someone to adore. You see romance as a challenge. You are a roamer and need adventure, excitement and freedom. You deal in potential relationships. You enjoy giving gifts and enjoy seeing your mate looking good. Your sex life is strong and you desire instant gratification. You are willing to put your partner's pleasures above your own.

V

Your individualistic and need freedom, space, and excitement. You wait until you know someone well before committing yourself. Swing someone means psyching him/her tic. You feel a need to get into his head to see what makes him/her tick. You are attracted to eccentric types. Often there is an age difference between you and your lover. You respond to danger, thrills, and suspense. The gay scene turns you on, even though you yourself may not be a participant

W

You are very proud, determined and you refuse to take no for an answer when perusing love. Your ego is at stake. You are romantic, idealistic, and often in love with love itself, not seeing your partner as he or she really is. You feel deeply and throw all yourself into your relationships. Nothing is too good for your love. You enjoy playing love games.

X

You need constant stimulation because you bore quickly. You can handle more than one relationship at a time with ease. You can't shut off your mind. You talk while make love. You can have the greatest love affairs all by yourself, all in your head.

Y

You are sexual, sensual, and very independent. If you can't have it you way, you will forgo the whole thing. You want to control you sexual environment.

Z

You are very determine individual. You are unique when it comes to you to can play any role take lead and pursue happiness anywhere