Princess Arabia

I respect your views on the matter but just so you realize, and to maybe open your mind a bit, IT'S ALL TRANSACTIONAL. No one loves or wants to be intimate with someone that doesn't provide some need to them on a personal level. Would you go love and be intimate with a rotten teeth, smelly, convicted thief, who just cursed your mom out and raped your little sister. The reason that person became a 'loved one" to begin with was precisely because of transactions. Suited and fitted to the consumer. Please think about that and really understand what's being said here and it's not an excuse to justify adult work - just something to ponder on. Life is a transaction. You are here because YOU are getting some value here, that's a transaction. You want sex with a specific type of person - that's an unspoken transaction with that person. Adult industry just makes the transaction seem more direct.

You sure that's the reason and not that the illusion is a bit lagging. Body actually woke up when the alarm went off but the person only perceived it later. Meaning, the body heard the alarm clock, it woke up but the observer (you, which isn't really there, perceives all these happenings in a time lag after it all happened and thinks the body woke up before the alarm when it woke up exactly when it went off but you are the one 'late'. Interesting to think about. Just another clue in this mysterious existence.

lol, I'd rather write about my cat - professionally anyway. I find that stuff so mundane now, it's like whatever.

Nothing can be done, without it being an illusion, about something that's not actually happening. Simply put. All you're describing there is not actually happening. It only appears to be happening to an observer. I'm not saying the body doesn't seem to speak or move or things aren't happening; what I'm saying is, it's not to or by anyone. So, the need for something to be done is subjective and subject/object related. There's none. It's all happening and appearing to itself by itself as energy in flow. The work being done on oneself is also the energy being the old self and transforming into the new. It's just seem to be different and appears different. It is also the tools used in the transformation; it is the practices and the processes. It's you and it's me. It's everything. It's done.

I'm kind of dwindling down now a bit and not so much like I used to but as far as how I would find work it would be in the casino night life or word of mouth or other girls or just meeting guys in general. It varies. No one way. Of course it fluctuates. I don't charge by the hour. I charge by the client.

I also for 5yrs straight, once a year, serviced the Police convention when they came into town. Yes, these were police officers and sergeants. They had a convention every year and for 5yrs they asked me to come back and entertained them. Won't get into the details but it was a party-type situation with booze and liquor in the main room and they all had their own private separate rooms. The main room even had female police officers and judges. They had strippers in the main room for entertainment for like an hour and then I would mingle with them all and stayed till dawn and did whatever. Made like $4,000 one three night trip. Never had intercourse. Teacher's conventions too, fire fighter's conventions, insurance agents conventions, boat shows, wine and beer tasting shows, all types of conventions plus just regular type dates with regular men and even couples doing anything under the sun; different strokes for different folks. So, saying you're an escort or working girl doesn't necessarily equate to a man cumming in some pussy. I had more sex non-working than I did working. Matter of fact, that's why I hooked up on the side because I wasn't having sex and it felt impersonal. The regular guys, only two or three of them for the duration, compensated for intimacy. They all knew what I did, I even lived with one for a few years and no, they weren't pimps. None of that here. I'm just showing how just mentioning escort is just not enough to firm an opinion about this work. It depends on the type of escort and the kind of work involved.

I remember I had a journal here just for a short while when I would talk about my work as an escort and even showed pictures of myself on the job. The reason I did it was to show the vast areas this work can entail and what a woman can get paid for. Once I was in a bar while getting paid to just sit there and flirt with men. I didn't even have to get up from my seat, just smile twiddle my hair and look sexy. Another time I made Thanksgiving dinner for my client while on a 3day resort. Both were married. That's why I didn't show their faces and also I didn't have sex with either and neither came or had an orgasm. Sexual stuff yes but no intercourse and the main thing on the date was having my company and providing a service that didn't require cumming in a pussy. I have many stories like that even though regular stuff too. It's very diverse what this field entails and it varies and ranges from very low-end to very high-end. The lower the end is the more work and less $$ and usually more on the single scale and the higher end is less work and more $$ and more on the married and relationship scale but not necessarily the case in either category. The flirt guy saved himself for his wife and the other guy well, cumming isn't a priority for him he aims to please. Get your facts straight. Many nomal things happen too like just normal sex stuff but i'm saying it's not all an escort does or what is even required to be one and even if you want to use the word prostitution. A prostitute can be a prostitute without even having sexual intercourse.

Just you saying this is whack. How do you know this. My job requires me to be sociable. How can you be more sociable than someone whose living requires them to be sociable. You're speculating a lot.

Anyone can make irrational decisions when they have a little money including going to get married to a female they barely know.

OK, for the record, i'm an escort and been for quite some time (over10 yrs) Just so you know. Single clients in this field is rare but I won't argue with you here on this issue. Single guys sees escorts, not saying they don't, but it's not the majority. In fact, the majority are married surpass even guys in relationships and even long-term relationships. Even a guy I would guess is single, turned out to be married. I once dated a guy who seemed kind of gay, turned out he was married to a woman. Most older single men are widowers and if they're pass a certain age and don't want marriage anymore.

Common good is relative. That CEO might be able to do his work better now that he's had some release or relief with an escort that his wife wasn't providing and if it's the Ceo of a product you purchase and use that's of value to you, then yes it was for the common good. Your mind is very limited here and you have no idea why people may use escorts who uses escorts and the value it has on society in many different ways that your limited mind can't even begin to understand. Everything you've said here is pretty much describing escort work as a man cumming and ejaculating in some pussy and how it's easy to do when in fact, it's usually the least common reason why men sees escorts. The ejaculation and cumming part is usually the bonus and the dessert. Some don't even care if they cum at all. The reason why this field is so diverse in what goes on is because it's clients are from all walks of life and in every category imaginable. Cut the crap about it's horny men looking to ejaculate. HORNY MEN LOOKING TO EJACULATE GO DO PICK-UP. In my years of doing this work, I think i've seen one single guy, exaggeration, of course, but it's so few I can't even remember any.

Excellent!

NO, IT'S THE MAJORITY. Hush, if you don't know much about this field. I've read all your comments in this thread and it's obvious you're speaking from speculations, you're assuming most of what you say and have no clue about this field in general. Just about everything that most people assume about this field is FALSE. So much so, that I roll my eyes every time I hear them. @aurumknows what he's saying here, and you're contradicting him like you've been some type of escort or something.

I guess if Leo lived in Jerusalem it would seem more fitting. Shows how we have categorized and labeled and disowned. It's all Divine or none of it is. Go live life and live wherever the hell you want; not because one seem more spiritual than the next. The Divine is also in Las Vegas. Matter of fact it's the go-go dancer twerking in the champagne room as we speak and also the guy getting a hard on and jerking off. Free your mind.

Love this remark. Only a God could say something like that.

Funniest comment.

I'm not looking to make shit make sense because it doesn't. I'm not looking to get anything from spirituality because I can't. It's all empty. I'm not nihilistic. Quite the opposite. I don't care to change things. As far as I'm concerned, it's the ones doing spiritual work, practices and processes that are nihilistic. They're looking to change something looking for a better experience because they're not happy with how things are and think there must be more to life than this. In my book, that's nihilism - even though not really; just saying, if anything, to me, that's nihilistic. I'm not looking to fit anything into my world. Most are. I'm not denying the human genome or that humanity exists and all that. That's a word that came with a definition and meaning. Where does that fit into all this. As far as I'm concerned, I was taught everything I know whether it be through direct experience or by someone else through whatever medium. Intuition is a different thing, that cannot be taught it's innate. I go by intuition a lot; doesn't mean it's true or false or right or wrong. I try not to label things in that way. I don't care about truth because I don't know what falsehood is. I care about what is; and as far as I'm concerned, that's true. Whatever is, must be true by definition. I don't follow the herd. I'm a bit radical in thinking and I can see through life's bullshit. Yes, bullshit. Life is bullshit itself. There's none. It's all a play of energy. I've gone full circle. I see that there's nothing to see or get. I've seen, but not with the eyes, how it's the most marvelous, indescribable, most everything one can imagine at the top of the describable list of awesomeness and greatness that I can't even put into words. Don't get me wrong, don't think I'm saying what you're thinking I'm saying. What this is is too up there for me to even put in a box or label. Too great for me to even try and figure out. I will not taint it by trying to think I can even figure it out. I don't want to "flaw" it. I'm having fun with it. It's the most unimaginable thing there is. I'm getting goose bumps by even writing this post. I feel unworthy to even be trying to figure out life. Not in the sense of human's feelings of unworthiness but unworthy in the sense of "how dare me". What do I have at my disposal to even be attempting this feat. I'll be using what life gave me to try to figure out life - how paradoxical and ironic is that; not sure of the use of words there but that's what came out and I don't care to change it if those are the wrong words; see, that's what's true - using wrong words if that's the case. What's true is what is, not what could be, some "what if's", what I'd like to be or become or see or feel or imagine. In a sense, that's also true. I love this stuff so much, I can't even write in a journal much about anything else. I tried but couldn't. Not enough there to write home to mom about. I'll save the other stuff for casual conversations, responses and comments. As far as I'm concerned this is all tied in. It's all the same stuff just in boxes and categories and labels; just as how there's one forum with different sub-topics. I'll just stick to this being my forum and write about sub-topics underneath this. Literally THIS. I see no major difference in relationships/sex/politics/health/self-improvement/etc, and this. It's all this. All one fucking thing. It all ties in. This is political, sexual, controversial, and every topic under the sun. I see no separation. I'm not the crab being pulled into the pot. I'm not the one to be coming out the pot and be dragged down by the other crabs to stay drowned. I see I'm in water, I see that I'm a fish, I see that everything and everything is literally everything. I see there's no escaping this. I see I'm a prisoner and I see I'm free. I see that I'm a slave and the slave master. I see I'm literally every fucking thing. I see that I'm not seeing shit, i see that seeing is a scam. I see that the senses mean Jack shit. I see that I'm not an I and that there's no me. Not in the sense of non-duality's bullshit but literally no one there. I see that knowing is bullshit and feelings are bullshit and cravings and desires are bullshit. I see that the world is bullshit. I see the unseeable. I'm just bullshitting myself. I see infinity. I see the Absolute wonder in everything. I see that I'm curious. I see that all is a bullshit scam and that it's all reflective of nothing. I see that fear is so I can live. I see that life is non-existent. I see that non-existence is all there fucking is. The absence of fucking it all. I see that's all there is and I see that this is the most divine, untouchable, inescapable non thing there is. I see that it doesn't really matter because there is no because. Jesus Christ, this is just so fucking awesome. This forum has made me see all that. This forum is infinity and I've been bathing and basking as infinity the whole time without realizing it. Until now. This is everything. There's nothing but everything and that's seen. It's seen that nothing, literally nothing, can be seen.....IF WE JUST STOP LOOKING.

NOTHING IS WHAT'S REAL. It's Absolute. Infinite.

Nothing's real; like literally. No pun intended.

Do you see how this shit never ends and nobody getting anywhere. Where is there to go when everything is everything. I sit in awe and wonder how life was able to pull this shit off. I'm just in the middle of this drama too. There's no one, but I'm typing away. Then I die and rot in a grave; but then we say death is a concept and there's no one to die. This is some weird shit and people are here just typing away, so it seems, as if something is really happening. What are we awakening to. The alarm clock and back to bed? I wonder what tomorrow brings. Oh no, i forgot, there's no tomorrow only the present moment. Good nite!!

I doubt that's what he was saying. He seems to be more respectful than that. Ewww.

There's no one here. Life is talking to itself. Hi life.

"What is left after no self" is the question. The self didn't just automatically become a no self. There was never any there already. Embody? Integrate? Small self? Lived experience, even ego, all illusory. All the dream. I mean, I agree with you but only as the dream. We can talk dream stuff if you like but why not just wake up to nothing, speaking as nothing to nothing. It is already, but it's fooling itself.

There is already no self and no such thing as next but only for the "me" and the sense of separation. So, there's some traces of that illusory sense there even though not really because it's not really there. It's tricky. No steps to follow and embodying is a thing for the separate self. Your whole sentence suggests there's a sense of self there.

I did.