So I want to everyone to know that i decided to start over on Humblr since Tumblr will be dead in the next few hours for me. So the new Humblr is “porn oriented” but yeah i also talk and post pictures of naturism and nude art. So if you are looking for something interesting and different from me then check me out here: email@example.com
So what is changing?
Posts that contain adult content will no longer be allowed on Tumblr, and we’ve updated our Community Guidelines to reflect this policy change. We recognize Tumblr is also a place to speak freely about topics like art, sex positivity, your relationships, your sexuality, and your personal journey. We want to make sure that we continue to foster this type of diversity of expression in the community, so our new policy strives to strike a balance.
Why are we doing this?
It is our continued, humble aspiration that Tumblr be a safe place for creative expression, self-discovery, and a deep sense of community. As Tumblr continues to grow and evolve, and our understanding of our impact on our world becomes clearer, we have a responsibility to consider that impact across different age groups, demographics, cultures, and mindsets. We spent considerable time weighing the pros and cons of expression in the community that includes adult content. In doing so, it became clear that without this content we have the opportunity to create a place where more people feel comfortable expressing themselves.
Bottom line: There are no shortage of sites on the internet that feature adult content. We will leave it to them and focus our efforts on creating the most welcoming environment possible for our community.
So what’s next?
Starting December 17, 2018, we will begin enforcing this new policy. Community members with content that is no longer permitted on Tumblr will get a heads up from us in advance and steps they can take to appeal or preserve their content outside the community if they so choose. All changes won’t happen overnight as something of this complexity takes time.
Another thing, filtering this type of content versus say, a political protest with nudity or the statue of David, is not simple at scale. We’re relying on automated tools to identify adult content and humans to help train and keep our systems in check. We know there will be mistakes, but we’ve done our best to create and enforce a policy that acknowledges the breadth of expression we see in the community.
Most importantly, we’re going to be as transparent as possible with you about the decisions we’re making and resources available to you, including more detailed information, product enhancements, and more content moderators to interface directly with the community and content.
Like you, we love Tumblr and what it’s come to mean for millions of people around the world. Our actions are out of love and hope for our community. We won’t always get this right, especially in the beginning, but we are determined to make your experience a positive one.
So my tumblr will probably be deleted as well.
So yesterday I happened to stumble across the naturist Tumblr account of a gay Desi/East Indian man. So I looked at his pictures for a bit and then, as I closed out the tab I thought about something. For all of my time as a naturist I had never seen a nude picture of a Native American Male. And so thus my search began. It was like looking for something that did not exist. I had to use search terms related to porn in order to find any images whatsoever, and that took nearly a hour after combing through a lot of garbage. And this was all I could find:
I find it very disturbing that I couldn’t even find a good picture of a nude Native American Male or even just a Native American’s penis. And I had to doubt the veracity of a number of pictures I did see. A lot of the pictures were of white people claiming to have some kind of Native American heritage. But very few true Native American men.
Now i did find a number of nude Native American Women, mostly porn and a few amateur nudes. But nothing artistic or even well made. It was like Native Americans don’t exist in naturism or in nude art. Its like they barely exist at all. It frightened me a lot.
I started thinking about my own existence in this country. As a light skinned black man I never doubted my place in this country, I never doubted my existence. I am a American and a black male and I never doubted or worried that my existence as a race would ever end in this country. But this search made me realize just how tenuous and in some ways risky my existence is. In fifty years most blacks could disappear due to interracial marriage or our own stupidity as a minority in this country. I finally began to understand how the Native American must feel. To exist, yet not exist. To have the only people to lay claim to your entire race are people who can only say they have a ancestor that goes back at least 100 years or more, and they really don’t even look like you at all.
In 100 years there may be mostly brown people in this country and white people and black people will be a very small minority. It’s a sobering thought. I understand why Native Americans cling to the land, and generally refuse to marry outside of their own people. Their very existence is on the line and they do not want to be reduced to just a few pictures and descendants.
But in the end I guess I still have to question my own existence, or better yet our existence as a race, as a people, as a nation. Is it better to be just another American, or a American with a hyphen?
truly a sad day
The link to the article above will give a more in depth look into Stan Lee’s life and legacy. I will be writing about what is comics meant to me.
As a kid (who am I kidding, I still do) I used to collect comic books.
Long before I new about comic shops, our local newsstand store would put aside my comics of the week to purchase.
I couldn’t wait to read the next exciting adventures from Daredevil, Spiderman and the Fantastic Four. I got into the X-Men and the Avengers much later.
Of course, I was also a DC comic fan but there was something about the action in a Marvel comic.
Many, if not most of the Marvel characters were created or co-created by Stan Lee.
He had a vision and for the comic reader a connection to the sometimes human and damaged characters. For example, Peter…
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On Sunday I woke up to my back hurting. My guess is i slept wrong and that made it hurt. By Monday night i was hurting so bad that sitting on the toilet to use it hurt like hell and it made things complicated to say the least. Pain pills barely did anything. But I thought that maybe by Tuesday things would be a little bit better, it wasn’t. I decided i was going to go vote anyway. It took me a total of about 10 minutes to put my clothes on because of the pain. And at that point i was seriously questioning whether it was worth going through all that pain just to vote. But I went anyway.
The line wasn’t long so i didn’t have to stand and wait for very long. After that I came home, got naked again and laid down. The rest of the day i spent either sitting painfully or laying down trying to relieve some of the pain. So today i got up and went to the chiropractor. Suffice to say i feel a little better, but I know i will be going back tomorrow and the day after until the pain is gone. Then i have to figure out how to keep going every week on a limited budget.
For now i will be laying against a ice pack for about half a hour, on and off for the rest of the day. The chiropractor said it would help with the pain i still feel, so I am going to do it. Talk with you guys later.
I don’t know why its happening again but again small pains are making a come back in my life.
So once again i am wearing a jock strap due to slight pain in my right testicle again. And now my carpal tunnel is starting to act up again. Either i need to exercise more or old age is starting to rear its ugly head!
For right now I won’t be heading to the doctor about the testicular pain because i know the cause and i know there is not much that can be done. But if things get worse i will be heading to the doctor because i do not want to simply live with pain. For now i just need to be patient. Although i may have to go back on a diuretic in order to get the fluid on my right testicle to go away, which is what is causing the pain.
Well as far as the carpal tunnel is concerned, I may have to go out and buy a new brace for my wrist. I have at least of them now and none of the fit very well any more. Thankfully the brace is not expensive.
Well that’s it for now. I’ll update more in the future.
So yeah I have had a new Tumblr account for a while now and i did nothing with it until today. So basically its just going to be a sort of random thing where i reblog posts from other tumblrs or post things i find on the net. Whether it will be porn, naturism or just random crap I’ll be posting it there. So follow me on Tumblr if you wish:
P.S. Yeah the address for the tumblr is similar to the name of my wordpress blog, not much i can do about it.
I realize now that there are days where I am going to feel old. There are days where walking around the house in the nude isn’t enough. There are days where i am depressed and miserable, and there are days where i may be filled with joy. Welcome to living and getting old. In a few weeks i will be turning 41. Still single, still no wife, and still no kids. Some days i don’t know what I am going to do, and some days I am broke and have no idea what my next meal will be. But I am still here and that means something.
There’s a former call girl going by the name of Samantha X who claims that being a sex worker doesn’t make a woman a bad mother.
Also known as Amanda Goff, the 43-year-old shares two children with ex-husband, Sydney banker, David Basha. At the moment she is dating Channel Seven’s rising star Ryan Phelan, 42.
The former call girl has now lashed out on Instagram to define a “bad mother.”
“To any woman out there who thinks their job as a stripper/sex worker/dancer/porn Star makes you a “bad mother”—- NO,” she wrote.
“Abusing and killing your kids makes you a bad mother. Not providing for them.”
She has worked at New Idea, Prevention and InStyle, appeared on Seven’s Sunday Night program to promote her new book Hooked — Secrets of a High-Class Escort. Back in September 2014, she explained how boredom at work led to her transition from a divorced mum to a highly paid escort.
It turns out that she would stare out the window of her Sydney office at “the grey buildings” and “fantasize about drinking champagne in a hotel room with a man”. Then one day she decided to visit a bordello on her lunch break. Two days later, she was having sex for money.
The fatal experience with post-divorce dating disasters and romantic “let downs” also contributed to her decision to become a sex worker, she said at the time. However, just last month, Samantha X announced she was quitting the escort business.
She now lives in Sydney and has also revealed she was quitting her job to focus on running her escort agency, Samantha X Angels. “I never thought I’d be writing this, but life works in wonderfully surprising and mysterious ways!” she wrote on her blog.
I felt i had to post this.