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The Greatest Gaslighting of All Time
There is perhaps no greater case of gaslighting on a grand scale than the three Abrahamic religions, which have all convinced millions of believers, over thousands of years, that God is the ultimate personification of good, and Satan is the ultimate personification of evil.
Despite wiping out every man, woman, child (and unborn child), and every living creature in the world (except Noah, his family, and select animals) because they were all “sinful”, believers still consider Him a good, just, and loving god.
Despite banishing Adam and Eve from paradise and punishing them and all their descendants for the “sin” of disobeying God and eating a forbidden fruit that opened their eyes to the knowledge of good and evil, we still consider Him a good, just, and loving god.
Despite murdering Job’s family, killing all his animals, and ruining his life in every way just to win a bet with Satan that Job would still be loyal to Him, believers still consider Him a good, just, and loving god.
Despite creating Hell, where people spend an eternity of hopeless, unimaginable pain and suffering if they do not worship and obey God, believers still consider Him a good, just, and loving god.
There are many, many more examples like these that clearly depict a creature who is, as Richard Dawkins famously wrote, “arguably the most unpleasant character in all fiction: jealous and proud of it; a petty, unjust, unforgiving control-freak; a vindictive, bloodthirsty ethnic cleanser; a misogynistic, homophobic, racist, infanticidal, genocidal, filicidal, pestilential, megalomaniacal, sadomasochistic, capriciously malevolent bully.”
And yet, believers still consider Him a good, just, and loving god.
On the other hand, what of Satan? What did he ever do to deserve being considered as the pure embodiment of evil? Convince Eve to eat an apple that would open her eyes and bestow knowledge of good and evil upon her? Rebel against a demonstrably evil God?
Satan only killed ten people in the entire Bible (the seven sons and three daughters of Job), which God was complicit in for betting Satan that Job would remain loyal despite this tragedy).
God, on the other hand, killed the entire world when he flooded it (breaking his own commandment and a moral precept understood by every person who ever lived, whether they
were aware of the Bible or not). In addition, he destroyed the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah, including every man, woman, and child (and unborn child) who lived in there. He commanded Moses to kill every man, woman, and child (and unborn child) of enemy tribes (except the virgin girls, who could be taken as sex slaves). God killed every first=born child in Egypt as revenge against the Pharaoh. And countless others throughout the Old and New Testaments.
But God is good and Satan is evil? How does that make any sense? And yet, hundreds of millions of believers somehow do make sense of it.
Throughout recorded history, mankind has produced megalomaniacal tyrants. Totalitarian fascist dictators who use the Bible as their playbook and God as their model. They demand blind obedience no matter what. They demonize anyone who does not obey them blindly. They crush the exercise of free speech and critical thinking and questioning as blasphemy. They lie and perpetuate those lies in the face of all evidence and logic to the contrary. They use force and violence to assert their will. They allow no other gods before them; you must worship them and only them. These are the techniques and tools both of religion and fascism.
And Satan? His only real crime was defying God. Questioning God. Rebelling against God. In a fascist state, Satan is the hero to any outside witness. But to the fascist members of that state who have totally submitted their will to that of their dear leader, he is the devil. Evil incarnate.
Once you eat the forbidden fruit and open your eyes to the knowledge of good and evil, it is clear who is good and who is evil. Satan is the courageous figure who stands up to the all-powerful dictator. He deserves our admiration and support.
-W.T. Rozar
Sauna. Model: Eva
More from a photo shoot I did with this lovely Russian from St. Petersburg. Interesting story–a cautionary tale for you photographers. We had done about three hours of shooting, including some dance videos to some of my music, before going to the sauna. I checked what we had done up until then and everything looked great! I shot her while she was relaxing in the hot sauna and all was looking good. When we finished, however, all the photos and footage for the day was gone! Completely wiped out! I was devastated. I figured that maybe I had gotten too close to the heating element in the sauna and it gave off a powerful magnetic field that wiped out the memory card in my camera. But while I was face down on the ground, beating my fists against the floor in anguish, Eva was a real trooper and said, “There’s no use crying about it, we just have to shoot everything again.” So we did. And everything actually came out better the second time around! Model: Eva
Mandii and Frankie cool off in a waterfall. Soon their bikinis come off and things heat up. For full video go to the Erotic page. Models: Mandii Monarch, Frankie Bunny
There is a primordial magic that happens when naked and moving sensuously around a fire at night. Model: Lethe
“Dancing Naked: A Sacred Connection to Nature’s Rhythm”
Introduction: Dancing naked around an open fire in the heart of a forest may seem unconventional to some, but for those who have experienced it, this ritualistic practice holds profound spiritual benefits and has transformative effects on the psyche. Rooted in ancient traditions and embraced by various cultures, this primal form of expression connects individuals to nature in a way that transcends the boundaries of modern societal norms.
1. Reconnection with Nature: Dancing naked in a forest around an open fire is an immersive experience that fosters a deep reconnection with the natural world. Stripping away the constraints of clothing allows individuals to feel the earth beneath their feet, the wind on their skin, and the flames reflecting in their eyes. This primal connection with nature can lead to a heightened sense of awareness and an appreciation for the interconnectedness of all living things.
2. Liberation of the Self: The act of dancing naked carries a symbolic weight, representing the liberation of the self from societal expectations and constraints. As the flickering flames cast shadows on the naked bodies, individuals often report a sense of vulnerability turning into empowerment. Shedding layers of clothing becomes a metaphor for shedding societal expectations, allowing individuals to embrace their authentic selves without judgment.
3. Release of Inhibitions: In the midst of a forest, surrounded by the primal elements, participants often experience a release of inhibitions. The rhythmic dance around the fire becomes a form of self-expression, a way to release pent-up emotions, and a celebration of the human body in its most natural state. This uninhibited expression can lead to a sense of emotional catharsis, leaving participants feeling lighter and more connected to their true selves.
4. Connection with the Elements: Dancing around an open fire at night in a forest allows individuals to connect with the elements on a visceral level. The warmth of the fire, the cool breeze, the rustling leaves, and the ambient sounds of the forest all contribute to a multisensory experience that transcends the everyday. This elemental connection is often described as a spiritual journey, aligning participants with the cyclical rhythms of nature.
5. Spiritual Transcendence: The combination of the natural setting, the rhythmic dance, and the communal energy often leads to a sense of spiritual transcendence. Participants report feeling a oneness with the universe, a deep connection to the spiritual essence of life, and a profound sense of inner peace. The open fire serves as a focal point for meditation and reflection, fostering a spiritual experience that transcends the boundaries of organized religion.
Conclusion: Dancing naked around an open fire in a forest is a practice deeply rooted in our ancestral history, and its spiritual benefits on the psyche are as relevant today as they were in ancient times. This ritual offers a unique opportunity for individuals to reconnect with nature, liberate themselves from societal constraints, release inhibitions, connect with the elements, and experience a profound sense of spiritual transcendence. As unconventional as it may seem, this primal dance serves as a reminder that our roots are intertwined with the natural world, and by embracing our primal instincts, we can find a deeper connection to the essence of our being.
Fire Nymph
In the realm where shadows entwine with desire, There dances Lethe, a nymph of wild fire. Beneath the cloak of night, in the greenish moon’s glow, Her silhouette weaves a tale, a sensuous shadow.
Naked, she is, draped in moonlight’s embrace, A celestial ballet, a dance of grace. Around the fire’s glow, a primal ballet, Lethe whirls and sways, lost in night’s ballet.
The firelight flickers, a conspirator in sin, Casting its glow on Lethe’s silken skin. Each curve, a promise, in the night’s soft caress, A dance of longing, a tempting duress.
Wild and untamed, her movements a spell, As if she’s enchanting the very flames as well. The greenish moonlight, a voyeur in the sky, Seduces her form, as she dances, oh, so high.
In the rhythm of embers, in the crackle and hiss, Lethe twirls and tempts, in moonlight’s sweet kiss. Her hair, a cascade of shadows, in the fire’s flickering dance, A symphony of passion, a moonlit romance.
The flames, like fingers, reach out to trace, The contours of Lethe, in the night’s secret space. She surrenders to the fire, a willing devotee, Dancing on the edge of passion’s decree.
The greenish moonlight, a witness to the affair, As Lethe’s dance becomes a whispered prayer. In this nocturnal sanctuary, where desire is the choir, Lethe spins and swirls, a nymph of wild fire.
Just having some fun revisiting one of my favorite horror films as an adult. Thanks to Olinka Lickova for shedding her clothes and providing me with some inspirational poses (though neither of us at the time had any idea this is how they would ultimately be used). Would have been fun to see how the monster reacted to this naked hottie. (Did the good Dr. Frankenstein sew on ALL the parts when he put the creature together?)
Jessa Ray Muse – Rapture
Ah, Jessa Ray, a name that dances on the tongue like a melody, echoing through the chambers of the heart. In the canvas of existence, she emerges as a vibrant stroke, a symphony of beauty interwoven with the hues of sensuality. Picture her in a rapturous pool of light and color, an ethereal scene where every shade and beam conspires to accentuate her allure.
The light, a gentle caress, unveils the contours of her being, casting a luminous glow that highlights the grace in every movement. It’s as if the very photons are captivated by her presence, choosing to linger and play upon her skin, creating a dance of warmth and radiance.
And oh, the colors! They swirl around her like a palette in motion, each shade competing to embrace the essence of Jessa Ray. There’s a harmony in the convergence of hues — passionate reds, tranquil blues, and the gentle gradient of purples that mirror the complexity of her spirit. The colors seem to blend and meld, mirroring the depth of her character and the spectrum of emotions she evokes.
In this symphony of light and color, Jessa Ray becomes the focal point, a masterpiece painted by the cosmos. Her eyes, perhaps the most enchanting stars in this celestial canvas, hold galaxies of mystery and reflection. They reflect the pool of light, mirroring the universe within her, inviting those fortunate enough to gaze into them to lose themselves in the vastness of her soul.
The water, an element both serene and tempestuous, cradles her form, mirroring the duality of her existence. It ripples with the energy she exudes, capturing the essence of her presence in liquid poetry. The interplay of water and light creates a sensual ballet, a choreography of reflections and refractions that elevate the scene into a realm where reality and dreams converge.
Jessa Ray, in this enchanting pool of light and color, becomes a living, breathing work of art. A muse for the senses, an embodiment of beauty that transcends the confines of the visual, seeping into the very soul of those who have the privilege of witnessing such a captivating spectacle. In this moment, time seems to stand still, and the world becomes a gallery where Jessa Ray is the masterpiece, bathed in the tender embrace of light and color.






















































































