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Back Cover Synopsis

Title> Magnetic Prosperity: The dawn of dreams

Self-empowerment/Motivational/Spiritual/Universal Law/Mindfulness/Pop Culture

You have in your hands…

a visceral word-map detailing the drive down the haloed highway of Divine empowerment. It’s a map for self-discovery, via awakening to your true identity as a light being in a human suit. Sounds far-out. But it’s not. It’s exactly what the doctor ordered.

Draw the curtains, let the sunshine warm your pillows. Stretch. Smile. Settle in. This spellbinding stack of pages is an educational excursion that will amaze & rephrase. It will provide you with sound palpable ideologies that will prompt you to reinvent your living experience most advantageously.

Amplifying the heartbeat of faith by sharpening the believing skill like an Emperor’s hallowed sword, we will be paving the way for dreams, adventure & the magic of manifestation to take place. This read is fascinating, fortunate, free-flowing, fun, & lavishly entertaining. It will not only inspire you to grow a pair of wings but a pair of balls too. Turn up the volume, you’ve landed on a station that’s about to get really interesting.

You will feast on the Author’s endearing talent & entrancing flow. The amusing brat-worthy testimonials alone will give you reason to stick around to find out what happens next. The honorable mentions, tributes & dedications at the end of each chapter will prompt you to feel fundamentally included. You know, that feeling ya have… when you’re watching a fantastic movie where everything is serendipitously tied into one big fat feel-good story.

Universal Law, multiple sacred sciences, & Divine doctrines are blended skillfully here. Current fresh pop culture trends & stats are explained & explored that shed diamond light on the dark dots that speckle our rather unique world today. The Intel disclosed will significantly modify the way you view life & learning, change & growth, history & habits.

To be a master manifestor livin’ dreams into reality Magnifying Prosperity everywhere we go, is the name of the game. It is the nexus of our existence here on this beautiful Planet we decorate & dwell. This book will define that & supercharge it. 

Show up. Be present. Let your soul be fed & your spirit glow. Let your heart be stretched open wider & allow your mind & body to join forces to serve your highest good. Let’s resolve to be our best selves today. Live… like it’s everyone’s birthday. Laugh… like you’re 3 sheets to the wind on a row boat in your neighbor’s backyard singin’ songs! lol 

It’s official. Now is the time… join the crusade… to vibrate higher!

—JZapp

Circa• 21st Century

 

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Autumn 2017

Magnetic Prosperity

The dawn of dreams

Jenay D Zapparelli

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Believing in your Dreamz: A commentary

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Anyone can write a book.

Whatever that book may be… it has to be believed in. If the Author doesn’t believe in the book, it will get lost in the sauce, get the shaft, & most likely be archived on a dusty shelf some place. That said, authoring a book & then standing behind it, takes a bit of brawn, a bit of courage, a bit of belief, & a bit of serious faith, especially when the content of the book was built from your own core convictions. In this case, the required level of faith is much more significant.

I can’t hide behind an imaginative fictional story I made up. Instead, it’s raw, real, authentic & uncensored, like when a person wear’s their heart on their sleeve sorta thing. I’m putting myself out there so to speak. It takes a bit more bravery & just a dash more dignity. It’s like when a comic jumps on stage for her debut & thinks: “But what if no one laughs?!” And then against all odds, she’s puts ’em all in stitches & makes ’em pee their pants. I won’t make ya pee your pants. But I will shmooze ya with good humor & wild oats. But hey, if ya wanna pee your pants, it’s all you, bra…

I am a one man band that uses all readily available tools to publish my work independently. Self publishing is widely accessible & user-friendly in our current culture. It looks like a bunch of people do it all the time, & somehow it looks easy & effortless. Well, it’s certainly not. It’s a thorough undertaking that must be meticulously crafted & flawlessly executed, & that takes a conscious awareness & core commitment that is unprecedented. Just sayin’…

I’m not trying to boast. I’m not here to conquer, compare or compete. I’m sure there is something for everyone out there in the great mega-verse melting pot of vast sprawling publications. As an Author with a mission, & a message, I’d like to acknowledge how  we are now spotting the map quite generously these days. There’s also quite an emergence of those of us rockin’ enterprises such as seminars, retreats, programs, plans, workshops, cruises, classes, speaker forums, & live symposiums that are extensions of our books.

Everybody claims to have the answer. Everybody’s got the secret formula. Everybody’s got the trendy assessment or clever fix. Everybody’s got the perfect route to freedom & fortune. Everybody’s a coach, mentor & motivational leader. Everybody’s got that thing that everybody else wants. And believe me, I think that this wildly exuberant display of global self expression is glorious. Furthermore, freedom of the press, speech, & religion via the First Amendment is also glorious.

I’m all for these inspiring schools of thought & brands of armchair philosophy, hard core study or just plain depth of life experience. But, there is so many of these self proclaimed gurus now-a-days. We are popping up everywhere it seems, with a website & a buy now button. I’m guilty. We all seem to want to give sage advice, teach tight programs & strategic success plans. It can indeed be over whelming. Instead of seeing that one shiny gem, it blends all together instead like a big fat blinding blob.

Reaching people is an Author’s forte, & making a positive difference with every page turned, is the dream realized. We write because it is our passion. We write because we feel there is a need in our community for what we have to say. Folks are always striving to be better people in some way. People are always looking for improvements & ways to make their lives easier, brighter, balanced, healthy, wealthy, enjoyable, organized, & efficient with more time & less stress & worry.

I’ve stood in long lines to catch sum of those good rays, from all the greats. My bookshelves are buckling & my folders, favorites, & emails are madly multiplicitous with said self-proclaimed gurus. I’m a fan. I’m super supportive of all these self liberating trains to paradise, for sure. Choo! Choo! All aboard! And as much as I do indeed support everybody else’s dreams, I am here today to specifically endorse mine.

So then, before you hop any other train, wait right here first & let me show you something that may be a better deal. Allow me to buff out the blurr & hone in on my little shiny book gem. Not to toot my own horn, but, the new book I’m about to launch just may well be all you need to move forward on any path of personal of development. Brace yourself… here comes that special author belief thing I mentioned earlier… 🙂

>>>>>The principles in the book ooze enthusiasm for life lived in thee most advantageous way. With unhindered advancement, uninhibited character, & unbridled energy, said Author (me)… will bedazzle you with her flow. And, I am not just saying that cause I’m her. 🙂 The reader will benefit thereof, instantly… without having to make a commitment to a project, program, schedule, timetable, or special engagement, & without having to purchase a ticket for a show, take off, attend some pricey weekend retreat or sign up for a webinar yay long & with yay one-time-fee. Not to mention, said reader will be entertained the whole way through with comic relief that is woven right in so silky smooth… like Fluff-a Nutt-a Butt-a & a brotha from anotha motha…

I’m not gonna give my book away for free. My TM teacher back in the 90s, told us that he was charging each of us a fee for the program, because he believed that if ya invest in something, you will be more likely to pay attention, take it seriously, & thus take advantage of it. Turned out to be true. As a result, I diligently learned the skill of Transcendental Meditation effectively at that time. I practice it to this day. I’d say that it was worth every penny. That said, the cost of my book will be reasonable & better yet, like you scored it on the buried discount rack in the far corner of Books-a-million on a rainy day with a scone & cinnamon latte in hand.

I’m writing this little briefing to invite people in. If you are pretty much alone in the world like me, weird things go through your mind like, what if no one shows up? What if no one cares? Not having a significant other, parents, brothers, sisters, cousins, kids or a close circuit of local friends & family that you know for sure will be there indefinitely to support you… kinda feels a little risky to say the least. And no… I don’t belong to a Church. And no.. that’s not what I need or something. Love when people say that. Anyway, basically… I have nothing to lose, everything to gain, & I would be a damn hypocrite, if I didn’t move forward on my path fearlessly despite the whistling tumble weed.

My #1 fan has paws & a tail & if Miss Moose the cat could talk & type, she would be my advocate & agent, I’m quite sure. Special thanks to all my wonderful colleagues & sweetheart clientele at the restaurant, for being so interested & supportive of the fierce creative endeavor I’ve embarked upon with untamed spirit. And to all my friends, fam & loyal fans spread out across the miles, who continue to read, give feedback & show love… your presence is Golden

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This new much anticipated book I’m about to launch, is about living your dreams & manifesting prosperous winnings every moment of every day from here on out… from the inside out. So if that is what I set out to do, than by God, Sally… I’m gonna do it! No matter what the little cretin nitpicking voices yip yap inside my head… the thick brawn of this Author… will believe & achieve with sure SUCCESS. I won’t accept anything less at this point. You are either in it to win it, or not in it at all, in my view.

That said, you are invited to join me on the crusade to vibrate at a higher frequency, be best versions, & live life to the fullest. All ya have ta do, is grab your copy as soon as it pops on the scene.

And, to all those who are ready to win it!
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Sneak Peak: Back Cover Synopsis

Keep watch. Wait for it. It’s…

COMING SOON!

Autumn 2017

Magnetic Prosperity

The dawn of dreams

Jenay D Zapparelli

 

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Phases

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We all go through phases: the ebb & flow of humanhood. Ups, downs, highs, lows, in’s, out’s, smiles, frowns. There is a time & a season for all things under the sun. No matter how cheap, fleeting, undeniably rash… these phases may appear to be at times… they are true to our nature, at the very core of our DNA strands & thus very notable indeed.

We are endowed with human tendencies that are riddled with fancy cologies & conditions & isms. We are a breed of people that yes… innately have a lush fondness for things BUT… also indefinitely harbor a rather intense disdain for things. We have moods & attitudes; raging hormones & health conditions; standpoints & viewpoints; beliefs & standards. Often, we wake up not only on the wrong side of the bed, but face down on the floor board next to it.

I am compelled to say: we humans are just birthed with a sense of juxtaposition toward our fellow man & numerous thankless things, at that. We like to fight, argue, pick on each other, scrap, spat, spar, tussle, bicker & rumble. We enjoy healthy competition, formidable opposition, a dispute, a good debate, a daring challenge.

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I feel good about the idea though, that we all experience this very same feature, because it’s a joining commonality. Human hood is strewn with beautiful blending energies of similarity & oneness through our shared common differences. And, this appears to be the great paradox of the 3-dimensional realm.

That said, let us celebrate our feuding qualities & conflicting characteristics. Let’s be grateful for our enemies & oppositions… for they neutralize the air of extremity, balance the high tide of compulsion, secure the grounding cord of our convictions & bless us with the kind of challenges that either prove our theories further or force us to reevaluate deeper… tighten our game so to speak. At best, even inspire us to be better individuals.

“Anything that annoys you, is teaching you patience. Anything that angers you, is teaching you forgiveness & compassion. Anyone who leaves you, is teaching you how to stand on your own two feet. Anything that has power over you, is teaching you how to take that power back. Anything you hate, is teaching you unconditional love. Anything you fear, is teaching you the courage to overcome it. Anything you can’t control, is teaching you how to let go.” –The Law Of Attraction Videos

Keep your friends close; keep your enemies closer. Be vigilant. Observe. Learn the lessons that are indeed offered & revealed via opposition. Sight the signs, spot the symbols, coincidences, messages, red flags & green lights. Any one or thing that may appear to be said “enemy” is only just the Universe declaring a friendly voice of either reason or validation; &/or also providing us with the possibility of another better more beneficial path. A redirect, if you will. An escape route you may or may not have known you needed.

On many occasions, said enemy has only really appeared before you on the screen of your experience to give your chosen position a healthy test that essentially questions your faith, & dedication, thus determining how sturdy it really is. Then you may make adjustments &/or improvements accordingly depending on how well you fare.

The devil’s advocate is actually a sheep dressed in wolf’s clothes. Our only battle we ever have is with our ability to speak our truth, know ourselves, love unconditionally, & then go forth to live our dreams with no regrets. The only war we are engaged in, is the war with self-doubt, fear, scarcity, lack & limitation.

It’s probably then a good idea to suit up with the gear of FAITH & be armed with the sword & shield of

KNOWING. Ideally, we should position our minds to disbelieve in any false idea of an evil militia outside of ourselves seeking to attack our best interest & highest good with bad news. There is no bad news. Only good news. Fling up the antenna & perceive the real deal: the only “enemy” is within. Period.

When life hands ya lemons, don’t just make lemonade… make lemon meringue pie, lemon cake, lemon cookies, Lemon snow cones, lemon drop shots, plant lemon trees & then go back & set up a stand & make more lemonade for the whole darn neighborhood! Be triumphant today. Respond, react, cope, accordingly. Our true point of power is within our ability to handle life. It’s not what happens to us, it is indeed how we respond to it… & how we handle it. Handle it graciously & gracefully, no matter what happens. The rewards will be generous & handsomely distributed to the “good sport.”

Don’t be a sore loser or a poor me Polly, a violent Valerie, road-rage Ronnie, Angry Allen or Betsy blamer. Rise to the occasion, don’t just bite the bullet, but chew it like Bubble Yum, blow a nice big bubble & then decide to take antagonism &/or defeat out for ice cream on a sunny day 🙂

 

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The Book of Beautiful Feelings: a patriotic peek

Chapter Eight: POP CULTURE

American holidays 

Let’s bow our heads and take a moment to visualize the great American flag strung way up high in mid-air, above all the buzz, just free in the breeze. It’s quite a sight, and such a rich symbol of strength, triumph, and achievement.

Many warm thanks and praise to our soldiers and troops present and past. If it wasn’t for their valiant sacrifices, we would not have the precious privileges that our special beloved nation affords us so freely. United we stand, divided we fall; American military muscle gives us reason to stand proud and tall.

Big city to small town USA… multiple faces and multiple races gather far and wide. American freedom and liberty are so wildly celebrated on the Fourth of July by all its respective beneficiaries. Better known as “Independence Day” and rightfully so, it is America’s birthday, the day we honor our land of the free and home of the brave. Flags fly everywhere, to salute our nation’s good people, heroes, and rich history. Patriotism is on full blast.

The star-spangled fever everyone seems to have, is contagious. Camp trips, picnics, parks, festivals, concerts, sports games, and BBQs. Parties, clubs, beaches, pools, amusement parks, reunions, and gatherings…all with one last thing on their mind. All going out with a bam boom bang! The beloved classic all-American grand finale event: the firework display! oooo……ahhhh….

To me, fireworks splash huge extravagant colors in the sky in order to exclaim our nation’s united enthusiasm for who we are and what we stand for. Fireworks are the sparkler candles on the big fat birthday cake of our freedom. It is certainly a very meaningful annual celebration, which is inclusive of all American people, despite our differences. It’s a birthday celebration we are all invited to. On July Fourth, if you get the chance to fly in an aircraft across the states low enough in the sky, I bet you can see the plumes of pretty sparkly colors spouting out from all over the continent. Yay U.S.A.!

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America the Beautiful

Beads of jewel, fire & sharp gem sparks that infuse the empty blue dusk sky. An open horizon stretching with skylines of grey & pastel watercolor just quiet above the main street hustle. Little birds play. Pigeons paint the park. Trees rustle up high. The American flag is streaming live & proud.

Today is the 241st anniversary of our nation’s formal founding. The name America, though, is much older, dating back at least 510 years. America was named after Italian navigator Amerigo Vespucci (1454-1512.) And although history has it’s disputes over original settlers, land, & territory… I think it is safe to say that we celebrate on July 4th as a united community of all breeds, colors & creeds.

We are a giant fondue pot of blended personalities, views, beliefs, & cultures. We are free to express & experience life to the fullest here. Our human rights are protected. The Amendments protect & serve us. We are certainly blessed to have this land we call: Home… & also so very blessed to have each other in it. Happy birthday, United States of America.

We salute You!

 

JZapp

Circa2017

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You talkin’ to me?

d010645ad0741cfc29b67f86b71b1f07Im gonna go ahead & out myself. People don’t know it. But, I am actually an undercover Boss. I sit on billions. I am an heir to old money & fortune with a family stamp that could & would have anyone’s head spinning. The mob used to be a real thing. Not just a depiction in the movies. My Grandmothers real Godfather was a well known infamous organized criminal with serious street cred & a valid license to kill. The mafiosos were never a joke. They kinda were the real deal. And, I am a living heiress to their legacy. I am 100% Nahb-la-dawn. Napolitano is my heritage & I am proud of who I came from. And despite the common trendy craze for Sicilians…we are the true dominant brand of Italiano. Don’t get it twisted.

My late father had our house wallpapered with gangsta pride growin’ up. I kid you not.godfather

Not only are we a lovely clean shot between the eyes if need be… but we definitely are the true love makers & heartbreakers of all time. We are the perfect blend of pasta, passion, prayer, pinot & payment. I am either paying you or you are paying me, I am either feeding you or you are feeding me. I am either praying for you or you are praying for me, I am either pleasuring you…or you are pleasuring me & there is no in between area of lack or limitation involved. Both people in the equation are beneficiaries. Both bonded by blood, booze, broads or bank accounts. Both ever sure of their standing. Why? Cause…”I said so.”ac2e4968e9974ef54359c34533f6c06c

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Na, just playin. I am just a little ole me, folks. Well…

And, even though I have many given talents that seem to reveal on any given day…I will remain modest & anonymous. I might gift you some day. Heck, I might be gifting you now with these words.

By no means am I a follower. I am a dreamer at worst, a superhero at best. I will take you places you’ve never been before. I will broaden your horizons. I will make you blush— crush—- & flush out all your demons. Prance around in the middle of the nite with a fly feathered hat & a cigar smoke halo. And there is no tellin what time it is, cause it is always wine-thirty & beer o’clock…& it is always…. time to shine.

We can shine together. Free-style.

Despite edgy appearances…Snoop D-O-Double-G has a golden ticket…believe me. He’s in the Vortex with a capital V…as are many others, friends…

Pay attention.

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  1. a mass of whirling fluid or air, especially a whirlpool or whirlwind.

     

    voa-43dmainWith regard to “Ester Hick’s & the channeled “Abraham’s teachings” : The vortex is Abraham’s term for alignment to Source energy>>>

    The vortex is Abraham’s term for alignment to Source energy.  (Or whatever you call Universe, God, All That Is, etc.)

    Being in the vortex means you’re at one with who you really are, you’re feeling fab, and in vibrational alignment to your desires.  It’s represented by feelings like enthusiasm, inspiration, passion, joy, and appreciation.

     

    Being out of the vortex means you’re energetically kinked, not letting in the good stuff you’ve been calling in.  It often feels frustrated, hopeless, fearful, or angry.

    Need I say more?

    I think that about does it.  I must recommend that you stay tuned for more juicy juice. This shizz-azz-le has only just begun. The jump off is officially up in the air. 24 Karat Magic actually…is in the air 🙂 Watch, listen, learn, dream, fantasize, energize, supersize, materialize, micacle-ize-the-magic-here.

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A story about Jack

20150316_174643I had a friend once, he lived in a beautiful loft-like high-rise condo up 15 stories or so…right smack front & center of the beach. Beachfront as they say. Myrtle Beach to be exact. “Dirty Myrtle” as they call it. The gritty Southern twang version of a “what stays in Vegas” underbelly. Myrtle Beach: the Jersey Shore of the South…lol.

3 whole Bike Weeks, an Inlet Coast that stays speckled with local live music venues & Sunday Funday is always spilling well over into the weekdays. Jet skis & jello shots, party boats & casino floats, clambakes & bonfires, DJ’s & dancefloors, fireworks & hot tubs, water slides & wet tee shirt contests…light that underbelly right up in flames. Not to mention the neon girls wearing thong bikini’s strollin’ the strip, flyin’ by on skateboards jiggle jagglin’ what the good Lord gave ’em. It all makes for some saucy people watching. Yessiree-bob…..

Anyway, back to my friend’s beachfront condo…the heavy sliding glass hurricane-proof doors opened out to a balcony overlooking the sea…

The ocean waves crashed practically right down below us, depending on the swell. At night the moonlight was strewn across the ocean waves like a sea of sparkles right in clear view from the kitchen bar stools. He had wicker everywhere, only Pepsi, beer, butter & eggs in his fridge, Stoli Vanilla in the freezer next to sum frozen hot dogs & a cabinet full of Ramen noodles n dog food. He had all kinds of signs hung about, like “kiss me I’m Irish” & “Life is better at the beach”  & also probably upwards of 12 or 20 others, it was quite the collection.

He had a big ole white shag soft & fluffy throw rug by the sliding glass door that one could easily find very inviting. Then for the stoners & stragglers, there was the super comfy crash couch across from the vintage wooden cabinet jukebox that played retro fuzzy recordings of Bob Seger & Foreigner tunes.

I can still hear the waves crashing. It was the background music to life there. All day every day, you had a front row seat to Mother Nature’s bountiful display of Ohm ness…wasn’t I a lucky girl!

We lived together for a brief window of time. He was a good friend. One could say, I crashed at the crib for a bit, when I needed repose. He was my Angel then.

I stayed in the back room with the bunk beds, cause the master had the master. We were buds. And, I was blessed more than ever indeed, to be waking up every morning, to the cool breeze of the blue beach & the shiny sunshine bouncing off waves. Free of charge I might add, with my own key chain & only two daily chores: 1.) walk Rocky the dog. 2.) honor the OCD….lol.

Every morning I would skip down to the breakfast cafe, hop on deck with beachfront benches for some eggs & OJ, the sunrise & slow-motion Reggae. The scent of hot fresh coffee tangled so perfectly with the cool morning salt breeze, it was the sweetest nectar. After only just a few moments of staring out into the deep blue distance, I’d get the Pool-Jones. I would then pounce from the palm tree lined oasis to the pool patio where the 8 foot deep dive down into the gorgeous salt water pool was salacious. Such a sexy sidekick to the sandy dunes it sat right within.

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Yep, that’s right…the condo stood 15 stories up into the sky blue. 15 feet out was the ocean blue. Then 15 stories down was the saltwater pool blue. The perfect place to live. The seagulls were happy. So was I.

I stayed in bikini bottoms. Underwear wasn’t even in my vocab that summer. Tan lines shmanlines...topless it was, if I could help it! I was water-ready at all times & aqua bound most days & most nites even. It was great. Night swimming. Day swimming. Nite drinkin’. Day drinkin’. On a boat. In a pool. At a tiki bar. At the beach. On a balcony, deck or pier, on a towel or a dance floor. In the backseat of a car…oops, did I say that? Definitely, cruisin’ droptop style. And there sure ain’t nothin’ a little healthy Harley ride can’t fix. I hung out. Tough. It was fun. Fun in the sun!

So yea, let me tell ya the real reason I mentioned this cool venture I was blessed to partake of. It wasn’t to brag…lol. Well, maybe a little 🙂

The man I stayed with, we will call him Jack. Jack was a handsome man with a long dirty blonde ponytail, a quik wit & a dry sense of humor who wore surf tea shirts. He was smart, a business owner & kinda jaded by betrayals throughout his life. But he seemed content enough. Livin’ the dream, as they say.

Jack always told me that he didn’t want a girlfriend. He was married once & she took him for a ride, & now that he is older with a thriving little gig, Rocky the grey-bearded royal dog mut & the hottest crib ever (if ya ask me)….who needs the stress or complication of a relationship? …He would smirk & giggle.

“I do what I want, when I want, how I want, with whomever I want, & I don’t owe anyone anything other than a good time on occasion when duty calls…lol.”

“It works for me.” He used to say. “I have friends when I need em, I have the boys to help me run my business, I have a smart & beautiful daughter who is the apple of my eye…& most of all I have my best friend: Rocky the dog…a rescue &  love story like no other. Who needs a wife?”

Check it! The real ROCKY>>>

He’d say…”Companionship is great n all. Good sex is even better. Affection & tenderness is a nice treat once in a while. But this is the way I see it…. remember what Charlie Sheen said?”

And I would say…”What’s that Jack?”

And he said: “Well the courts were sentencing Sheen for using a prostitute & the judge asked him why a man like him would have to pay for sex. So Sheen reportedly replied: ‘I don’t pay them for sex. I pay them to leave!‘ Brilliant, I thought. I’ll– take– that!”

Jack said, “When I wake up in the morning & she is still there…I swat down the stack on the dresser & say: thanks, hon, bye bye now!”

I personally am not a real fan of Charlie Sheen. He’s definitely not your typical role model type. I giggled, but felt offended the first time I heard Jack say that. But, then…all of a sudden, boom! It all became clear. Even sexual deviants have wisdom on occasion, I guess.

So here is what dawned on me…

Let’s revisit the subject of “Prostitution.” I would like to redefine it.

There is a brand of dudes out & about in society, that due to damage, circumstance, profession, preference, age, maturity level, or just sheer independence or choice… that prefer to not have to be engaged or interested or at least, be obligated to be engaged or interested. They might fancy a lady but do not want the bells & whistles. Thee…” wham bam thank you, ma’am, keepin it simple plain Jane Jackson for a nite will suit me just fine“… guy. Yea, that guy

When the few hours are up & the rendezvous subsides, the out of service sign flips on. Jack says: “The action of payment is essentially just like Sheen said….a payment for leaving. The boundaries of a paid timeslot allow both parties to frolic about, be themselves & not have to be concerned with catering to the other outside of it. No expectations exist other than the payment & pleasure. It removes any & all stress, tension, attachment, or tangly emotional ties from the equation.

So…what does “paid to leave” mean actually? The female is getting paid, to essentially keep her feelings at bay. Makes sense, doesn’t it? Since woman are the softer brand of human…it is important for us to know if we do indeed have to practice self-discipline in an area that has always been challenging for us. Getting “paid to leave” gives us that clarity. It makes it perfectly clear that there will be: no strings; no expectations; no emotional ties; no lingering feelings, friendships, or familiarity. It is payment for a fantasy fulfilled without further depth.

68d26d5583d32650705ada54736250c2It is a Rent-a-Lover for a day, hour, or evening & then “clock out, baby, when the gig expires”…with no questions, no lip, no back talk.  No resistance. No drama. No adversity. No disagreement. No opposition. No explanations. No guilt. No apologies. No misunderstandings. No guessing games. We have sealed the deal, & now I am paying you….TO LEAVE. And… that very payment makes it much easier for us to put the kybosh on the crackin’ of the feelings vault, for sure.

It might seem callous or abrasive, but really it’s just rather blunt, is all. It cuts out the coy, beat around the bush demeanor & lays it all right out on the table to be signed by both parties. It’s a contract. It’s a deal. It’s an agreement. It’s fair.  It’s honest, upfront & transparent. It actually makes perfect sense for both sides.

If you are a woman & you can handle the detachment within this kind of sexual connection with a man, then go for it. You may just as well be in a similar position as said gentlemen & would just as well prefer to be “paid to leave.” It is a business agreement that can indeed suit both parties equally if both candidates are on the same page with equal intentions. Furthermore, treating each other with a mutual respect goes without saying.

Neither might have time for a relationship or what not. A woman’s worth is not devalued by the act of payment. the service rendered is actually not the sex, it is the casual non-commitment that goes with it. I can see how honorable it is in a way, that a man feels like it’s only right to compensate a lady for her time & attention if he wants no further commitment past that. He is just being fair, in my book…& honest & behaving accordingly. Props, there Jack…props!

Whereas the one nite stand guy that she met at the bar the other nite who calls her only for booty calls once a week n doesn’t even buy miss thang a candybar…is totally out of line & not acknowledging a woman’s true worth at all. If you pay us to keep it simple, we will. If you do not pay us to keep it simple, we might then end up feeling used, or mistreated if you do not engage, connect or show interest in furthering the relationship. That will create unnecessary static,  conflict & all kinds of issues that can indeed be avoided. if you prefer to have FWB relations only, then compensate accordingly. FWB might not cost you a commitment but it will cost you a fee. Just sayin’…

As long as everybody sticks to the game plan, no one gets hurt. Kinda like a bank robbery. lol. Catching feelings is a no-no in the case of FWB, & should be avoided at all costs, for then the game changes significantly & unless both people start to fall in love mutually, the contract becomes null & void, due to an accidental breach. Otherwise, if they both wanna move it to the next level…FWP (friends with potential) is the next natural move.

The minute the fee is lifted, is the moment two people have decided to go from FWB to FWP. (Friends with benefits to friends with potential) Which can happen.

We are all adults here.

Ladies…some advice: If you are into the NSA (no strings attached) & FWB Sugar Baby lifestyle, it’s all good. But my advice to you, is to find a man you like. Period. Anything less, will leave you feeling subpar. Don’t ever settle.

Gentlemen…If you are going to play with a girls heart…get out of the game.

You have two choices: A.) Be an eligible bachelor who is willing to be engaged & interested with an open heart… or B.) unleash the credit cards & remain anonymously the “Sugar Daddy.” Whatever you do…do not misrepresent yourself, please.

When you approach a hot dog stand…you don’t just stand there looking stupid & expect the food truck guy to guess what you want on your dog. You tell him.

So yea…don’t expect us to guess either. Women deserve to know your intentions. We deserve to know your level of commitment. FWB or FWP. You are either available or not. Indecision is slow poison. Hidden agendas are plain unfair. And, nobody deserves to be taunted with mixed signals. Period.

Jack would say…”watch out kid, for those landmines of red flags!” He often said that I needed to go to “Red Flag School” to learn to spot them better…lol! He said he had the skill to spot red flag city from a mile away. He was a good dude, a great advice giver, & ya know, for such a detached man, he had a very warm heart. I kinda miss that guy…

Let’s mull over some definitions, shall we?

FWB> Not emotionally available

FWP> Open Heart

FWB> Expects nothing other than that each will honor the mutually beneficial agreement with respect & honesty.

FWP> Means there are two open hearts laid out on a table & to go forth & tread lightly, is an understatement. Humans are sensitive creatures & emotions don’t discriminate. Catching feelings is always a delicate subject for a woman or a man.

With that said, it’s only fair gentlemen, to be honest & upfront to any woman crossing your pleasure path. Dig?

Must I repeat that? Cause it’s very simple. It is either black or it’s white in this case. Greyscale leaves too much static & fuzz on the screen of the imagination & leads to wasted time & heartache.

So…state your case. Behave accordingly. We are not a revolving door you can keep walking through over & over again. We are your walkway to satisfaction, freedom & fun, if you know how to communicate like a grown man.

Who likes to watch a black & white Tv with crummy reception? I myself prefer an HD flatscreen. So can you do a lady the service…of wheelin’ in the flatscreen por favor…? It’s a no-brainer really. See for yourself>>

You either take me out & show me a good time, pay my way, my bills, or drop a stack of Bens in my purse pocket…many-100-bills-bundle_77cd5d9b9ae7847a

OR> you choose to meet me halfway with availability, openness, care, consideration, interest, engagement, intimacy & true friendship…& your wallet too, I might add, for all the fun adventures we will end up having together…stock-vector-valentine-s-day-two-people-in-love-holding-hands-cartoon-children-s-drawing-style-series-see-more-68546989

You choose. I will respond.

But DO NOT. I repeat, do not…let us just guess which car you are driving. It’s annoying.

Round of applause for Jack & Charlie. Thanks for the insightfulness.

And thank you… J.L.C.— for being on the fence. It inspired this article.  🙂 (Don’t blush…it’s all good, honey)

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