Always Gratitude First: and attitude second...LOL!

9-13-26

Just a shout-out to the world. Occasionally on this blog I may complain (or whine) a lot about my clients but when push comes to shove, all in all, I'm very grateful to be a practicing M4M massage therapist all these years and grateful for all the wonderful clients I've worked on and the many almost magical experiences I've had in healing and touching thousands of men (and some women). I've learned so so much from servicing the rich tapestry of humans with my hands and my body. And lucky for all that the extremely variety of my experiences have taught me about the power of bodywork to effect people's lives for the better--like nothing else really. Amen. And YAY ME! : ).

9/11 25 y.o. anniversary has come and gone. God Bless the victims, families, first responders, and all the heroes that assisted on this tragic day. So the mayor declared a "day of memorial" but I guess I missed something as I looked down upon East 6 Street and and observed a vast array of party-goers, drag queens and miscellaneous people seeming to celebrate everywhere outside on the street below my roof. I had to fight the urge to throw piss on them all: meanwhile behind me there was a boisterous "tiny alley party" going on--rife with screaming females next to the rear parking lot of the infamous Brant museum. Thankfully that insanity only lasted for about an hour or so. I don't understand the celebratory mood that encapsulated the night. Maybe I'm old fashioned. For me, there were tears, prayers and a sense of unreality as I reflected the drastic changes that engulfed NYC and Ameri(k)a from that day forward. Accept, pray and move on.

My best man (and former roomie) "W" gave me a great lesson in nunchucks last night. So much fun: I love practicing to dance music! Hope I don't break any fingers. I find these weapons to be extremely empowering and a great way to release anger, especially when I'm triggered by people (loud screaming women in particular). I don't understand why so many females feel the need to scream when communicating with other females: all the while being completely unmindful of how disturbing they sound.Then we have the "talking loudly on the cell phone" contingent of both younger and surprisingly older men. These freaks just come across as simple/simply assholes to me when talking loudly on their phones and to the air in public. People don't seem to understand that noise is a form of pollution, IMHO. But then Friday nights will always be releasing nights on the big city (and almost everywhere in the world I suppose: except for some Siberian shamanic villages on the cold steppes of Russian Asia). Serenity prayer here.

Yesterday took the ferry to Rockaway and the ocean was beautiful. Today I was lucky to work on a sublime, younger male client who happened to be a triathlon athlete. What a body. Needless to say I gave my all (though it's never enough LOL--now I think I need a nap (smile). The morning began with some queen calling from N.J. who wanted to be fisted. A-hem. Turned him down. I just couldn't deliver. Blocked him. That's not a part of my practice, never has been and never will be no matter how big the tip. I'm a lightworker, not a dark worker. 

I will be performing, (reading poetry and possibly singing) come the 22nd of this month at 11BC garden as part of the L.U.N.G.S. festival. I'm in the process of beginning to record an audiobook of my "FABULOUS FAGGOTRY: a short story collection of  of whores, horror and spiritual beings." Wish me luck. I've given up on the Digital Kindle thing. All online promotion (in the infamous META universe) involves a minimum investment of $300 to $500 dollars; until the artist (or masseur, writer, etc) to get the alleged algorithm to recognise and "spider" potential readers (or massage clients) on its own. I would love to give up the black hole of monthly advertising on Masseurfinder and Rent Masseur: not to mention selling/streaming my CD "OCEAN VISIONS" and of course my FF collection of short stories (see above) and my novel COMFORT. It's interesting that today online "Payola" (or throwing money at radio stations to tempt them into playing artists' music) is the whole story now if you want any kind of payback from your art. I have friends who swear using A.I. makes this all very possible individually and then I have friends who swear A.I. and the whole online selling thing is the Devil's Work. Not sure where I stand but I do know that self-promotion of M4M massage services in the current, contemporary very-homophobic business environment is rife with sabotage even there is a super-abundance of male clients who would LOVE to be spidered and have that kind of algorithm reach out to the directly on an automated level. Oh well. Subtlety is called for I supposed.

Come for a great massage! I won't be here forever.

best Steve

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