My pyramid

The way I see my life

Because it is my life

Is me on top of my singular pyramid

I am standing at the pinnacle

Arms outstretched

Lifting my eyes to the sky

Calling out

“I’m here, this is me!”

Under my pyramid is Mother Earth






All the things with which I would not exist had they not existed first….

Each point of the pyramid beneath me

Is each of my daughters

And the man I love

They are not beneath me per se

They are my strength

They are my reasons for living

They are what gives me direction and purpose

Within the pyramid is every belief, experience, understanding, interpretation of my entire life

Everything within is in flux

So the walls are a solid yet permeable material

While all is clearly visible within; nothing is tangible to anyone else

Because it is after all my life.


I’ve had dreams and visions of having my own little family since early childhood

I’ve prayed and envisioned a love like no other since my young teenage years

And yet here I stand 30 plus years later

Still here wondering, hoping, praying

Feeling no closer really

I was crying last night wondering if I would be better served just thinking of myself as triangle. It’s funny now thinking of it. I just don’t think I can let go of the one of the most powerful dreams that I’ve held for so very long.

I suppose maybe that could give way for new dreams. But who am I trying to kid here? I am hyper-sexual. Not that I am equating sex to love. That is absolutely not the case.

I don’t know really.


When I listened to a lot of love songs as a child I would not see them as men singing to me the girl but I would be the singer singing to my beloved. Songs like

Right Down the Line – Gerry Rafferty

They was how I wanted to feel for someone. That was how I primarily saw it and I never even questioned or understood how I was putting myself in the “male” perspective.

But love doesn’t have a perspective. Does it?


I have no idea what I’m doing here. Has anyone gotten that? I’m just plugging along still finding my way through whatever this journey is suppose to be.

I know I’ve been promised nothing and given much and I’m comparing myself to no one. Grateful for all I have and am and if at the end of it all I am indeed just a triangle. So be it. That will be more than ok too. Won’t it?



Technically a pyramid can be triangular. But this is all very metaphorical if that wasn’t quite obvious. Lol

Author: porngirl3

I have always enjoyed reading and writing. Maybe because I have always been on the quiet and reclusive side; which most people may not guess at first glance or if seeing me in a social setting, especially around people I am comfortable with but it’s also not something I have an issue with. I need solitude to recharge. Writing gives me the peace and time to renew that is offered to you for your enjoyment and pleasure as well. I hope. Lol

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