On Mon, 11 Nov 2013 13:25:29 -0700, HMS Victor Victorian
<victorvictorian@hushunomail.com> wrote:
>Dear Friends,
>
>Recently and once more there has been some discussion as to what true
>Boy Lovers are, and what the benefits of being a true Boy Lover might
>be. We do not lack for individuals who have forceful opinions on the
>subject of what true boy love is, and conversely what constitutes boy
>abuse. Other than noting it, I won't engage this argument here.
>
>However, as to the perceived benefits of being a true Boy Lover,
>however that might be defined, there is more hesitancy and confusion
>across a broad spectrum. Some claim the experience is joyful and
>fearful and sinister experience. Believing that I know something
>about this aspect of the debate, particularly considering recent
>events, I would like to comment.
>
>And I'd like to comment in a rather unconventional manner.
>
>I've written a poem, you see. At first I thought to knock off a few
>clever lines if I could and be done with it. So I began to scratch
>and scribble out prose, but as I wrote, I was surprised to find that
>my passion drew from that ragged prose verse instead.
>
>I can tell you that, at least for this novice poet, having never
>attempted poetry before and knowing hardly anything about it, the
>craft is exceedingly time consuming, intricate and often frustrating.
>not, I humbly ask your forbearance and the forgiveness!
>
>So, with apologies dispensed, I herewith present it to you for comment
>deter you.
>
>It is titled, "A Place in the Parlour."
>
>Most Sincerely,
>HMS Victor Victorian
>God Save the Queen.
>God Bless the Prince of Wales.
>God Preserve the Windsors.
>Rule Britannia!
Hey Double V,
That was a sweet story. The message was quite poignant. You
beautifully described the greatest fears of all boylovers.
Let me share a story with you.
You may recall Mac, one of my loved boys who is head over heels in
love with T-Bone. They have both visited the group and The Fort while
on vacation with me.
Mac was on vacation with me a bit over a year ago. We were having one
of our patented deep conversations. Mac was 18 then. He asked me,
during the course of our conversation what my biggest fear was. I told
him that my biggest fear was to be housed in an old folks home where I
would never again hear the laughing of children. Mac promised me that
he would visit me if I ever neded up in a nursing home and bring his
kids to visit me. I appreciated the notion, but then Mac did something
extraordinary. He had been thinking about what I'd said, about being
old and alone. He went to a nursing home near where he worked and sat
down among a group of retirees who were sitting on the front porch.
They were amazed and astounded that there was a handsome young man
sitting there talking to them. Mac got to know the gentlemen and
discovered that there was one in particular who never got visits from
family. Mac adopted him and they became friends. More than that, it
became a deep and meaningful relationship. The man flourished and his
health improved. When Mac sought permission from his children to take
him off premises to do stuff together, another miracle happened. His
children were shamed or guilted into visiting their father. He had
visitors every week and just recently he moved in with his daughter's
family. And yes, Mac still sees him when he is home from University.
My message to you VV, is that you need not live in fear. You will do
nothing to harm a child. Go out an be amongst them. If only to watch
them. You may be too shy to strike up a conversation with a boy, but
that doesn't mean a boy won't try to befriend you. A smile is a
powerful thing.
Much love and admiration to you,
Doc
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