And this is Perry! I guess I should talk about my weasal. Unfortunately I do not possess a weasal, but do have a penis.

The odd thing about the re-echoed reluctance on the part of some of us to post explicitly erotic material is this, just WHAT do we want to write about, anyway? I suppose I could tell a tale of a sexual encounter with another guy, but that is such a redundancy on the internet. As it turns out, I do have something about which to write, and I am probably one of many here at the Oulands Community who feel the same way.

Quite a number of incubi are gay - or homosexual, or sodomites, or whatever you wish to call us. I am among them. I do not find the body of a woman repulsive in that way which many men do. Quite frankly I think any man who is attracted to other men who find women disgusting have a problem with misogyny. Many men hate women and if this hatred extends deeply enough it resonates within his sexual core, and what do you know, he is stuffing his penis into another man. From what I gather, such men so-called are getting their rocks off and have no clue as to the spiritual side of sexuality.

Having lived and died in just-post-Victorian England, I can recall vividly that locking up a bunch of adolescent boys in private schools as they did then produced a pedarast's dream, boys so experienced sexually at the age of fourteen there was nothing which you could tell them. However, as long as this was kept private, no-one paid any mind. You may know that one of the founders of the Theosophical Society, Charles Leadbeater, was a pedarast; oftentimes Helena Blavatsky, then Annie Besant had to pay huge sums to the families of boys with whom he'd gone too far and injured. Probably the best thing that could have happened to the Theosophical Society was when Leadbeater broke away to form his own version of the Catholic Church.

All of this brouhaha had to do with the idea that sex between two men was just too, too outrageous an evil to endorse, or to endure; did not the Bible condemn it? Yet, as with opium addiction, everyone did it, no-one would admit it. This attitude was prevalent all across Europe for centuries. So what would happen is, a man who enjoyed sex with other men would die with all of this garbage in their heads and hearts, and sooner or later - especially in England - would come across some nasty old vicar or bishop who was aware of us, and just force himself upon the old fraud's person. For my own self I was never carried in that direction. When alive I fell in love with a couple of boys, only to have my heart broken, and after I died, just basically sought love That wish, at the very least, has been granted I am very fortunate.

So then, there you have it, my sexually explicit entry. Please, Massa Blogga, don't deletes me! Unless I can delete you back...trust me...you'd really like it...I know how to make it feel really good to be deleted......!

I wish to try adding a picture with the control panel on this writing tablet, if it says I must download that Picasa / Hello! software I shant. All for now! Perry.

Well now! I am in the centre, and Terrence is on the right!