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  <updated>2008-12-02T07:27:54Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:draxxe:1650</id>
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    <title>Feelings</title>
    <published>2008-12-02T07:27:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-02T07:27:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I sit here at another cross roads, wondering what to do. &lt;br /&gt;I know what loss is far more than joy. &lt;br /&gt;I have lost so many times trying to start a new life. &lt;br /&gt;Some things remain the same, I am always called a fool. &lt;br /&gt;I have been told that I am never satisfied with anything. &lt;br /&gt;I have been told that I allow too much to slide. &lt;br /&gt;I have been told that I expect unrealistic things, and so on. &lt;br /&gt;I never say anything in return, to all of the things I am told. &lt;br /&gt;I do feel love and pain, sorrow and joy. &lt;br /&gt;I do need companionship, and friends, a purpose and hobbies. &lt;br /&gt;I am a Man as well as a Master.&lt;br /&gt;Why can no one see the real me.&lt;br /&gt;The romantic, sensitive, loving, caring, me.&lt;br /&gt;Am I not allowed these feelings because of who I am.&lt;br /&gt;Must I forbid the slightest pleasure in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I was asked tonight what would make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;It Dumb founded me to answer of uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;So to everyone, who asked me what would make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;I want a slave that is committed to me completely.&lt;br /&gt;One that wakes up thinking about me and goes to bed to dream of me.&lt;br /&gt;One that choices not to live without being at my feet.&lt;br /&gt;One that puts my desire and my happiness first.&lt;br /&gt;One that I can trust and honor as my property.&lt;br /&gt;One that knows that my honor is who I am.&lt;br /&gt;One that accepts me for me and helps me grow.&lt;br /&gt;I want a slave who is true of mine and spirit and soul.&lt;br /&gt;This is what would make me happy.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:draxxe:1461</id>
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    <title>Alive</title>
    <published>2007-11-24T05:29:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-24T05:29:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well i am still alive, trying to get my buisness off its feet on onto its legs. distant at best with the current events that has caused me a few set backs.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:draxxe:1248</id>
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    <title>Mentoring list</title>
    <published>2006-07-21T11:26:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-21T11:26:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Its funny I have come across something similar to that of a dear friend of mine to make a list of my goals and to increase the goal as one is achieved. Currently am looking to improve everything in my life now that i am getting back  on my feet.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:draxxe:896</id>
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    <title>Who am I</title>
    <published>2004-09-17T11:33:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-17T11:33:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I know alot of people keep asking me who I am, I am a 28 year old white male stand 5'7" 135lbs, with glasses. But there is something deeper that not many will ever see. There is a passion burning so deep inside of me that it is all consuming. This passion is that of a Dominant. I was raised in a house as a child, Old Guard slave. My mother who was Dominant in nature, sent me to live with a man. I was taught honor, respect, integrity, codes, and protocol. I learned a way of life i was pulled to the side and told i was Dominant, this entailed learning everything of the house i was in from a slave, Master, and teacher point of view. At a young age i was living at nudist camps and parties. When i was a teen my step dad went to prison for the lifestyle the family was in. I moved with my mother to Tennessee were the lifestyle just seemed to follow. It was different there, being treated as a toy from anyone who came to see my mother. This caused me to rebel and get kicked out, I lived about a year and a half on the streets got picked up by the law and sent to juvenile hall for how my life was, i made the mistake of trusting a shrink. So i was punished for telling what my life entailed. I slowly built a life for my self when i met my ex wife KIM, she was submissive to the point of a true slave. and i loved teaching her what i knew and could never bring my self to tell her why i knew it. I will just shrug off that question when it came up. I accepted her into my bed and after a cpl years i married her. we have two sons together and they are my life. In an attempt to better my self I bought a home at the age of 22. with the home came more bills and things we had to have so In an attempt to stabilize this I joined the USAR. While away at basic and ait to become a MP she didn't pay the bills and when i got back i lost my job they said i was a 3 day no call at the time i didn't know that was illegal. this sent me into a down ward spiral. i was forced to file bankruptcy and try to start over so i entered actice duty US-Army. I went off to reclassification and my PCS to Fort Bragg, while i was at Fort Bragg, my wife had listened to the other house wives who enjoyed drama, she lied to me.. I was discharged from the army in 2002 for spine damage. When i got out I tried to trust again but could not seeing more and more lies coming from her. so i filed divorce. I moved to Indiana to start my life over..&lt;br /&gt;and this is where i am now in my life.</content>
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    <title>Hello</title>
    <published>2004-07-31T18:16:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-31T18:16:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok i have been getting so many telling me they would like me to post here so HI</content>
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