My name is TIFFANY. I'm 37 years old, and married with kids.

I am a Minister with the Church of Body Modification, a member of the Stay Classy Suspension Team, a Licensed Private Investigator #24291, and an amateur photographer.

I've been on IAM since 2002, previously as "Shaman."


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Fear, the seed of obidience
3/18/2003 | 2 comments

Perhaps fear made you go backwards, when you should have gone forwards. Fear exists only in the mind. Fear can be harnessed, used as the fuel to make us better people. I fear things just like everyone else. But unlike everyone else, I don't let my fears dictate my path. I acknowledge the fear, look at it, and study it as an astronomer would study the stars from so far away.

I do not fear the changes that I smell on the wind.

Feeling Sappy - I love this song
3/17/2003 | 2 comments

The Downeaster "Alexa"
by Billy Joel

Well I'm on the Downeaster "Alexa"
And I'm cruising through Rock Island Sound
I have chaartered a course to the Vineyard
But tonight I am Nantucket bound

We took on diesel back in Montauk yesterday
And left this morning fromhe bell in Gardner's Bay
Like all the locals here I've had to sell my home
Too proud to leave I worked my fingers to the bone

So I could own my Downeaster "Alexa"
And I go where the ocean is deep
There are giants out there in the canyons
And a good captain can't fall asleep

I've got bills to pay and children who need clothes
I know there's fish out there but where God only knows
They say these waters aren't what they used to be
But I've got people back on land who count on me

So if you see my Downeaster "Alexa"
And if you work with the rod and the reel
Tell my wife I am trolling Atlantis
And I still have my hands on the wheel

Now I drive my Downeaster "Alexa"
More and more miles from shore every year
Since they told me I can't sell no stripers
And there's no luck in swordfishing here

I was a bayman like my father was before
Can't make a living as a bayman anymore
There ain't much future for a man who works the sea
But there ain't no island left for islanders like me

Blah blah blah - Randomness
3/17/2003 | 0 comments

Back arched in passion,
over and over.
Sweet kisses and nibbles,
there and there.
No boundries of bodies,
hours and hours.

Back arched in pain,
over and over.
The child's head is crowning,
slowly, slowly.
Your worried, loving face and tears,
falling, falling.

New Polls
3/16/2003 | 3 comments

Okay, here's the latest topic of discussion. How many sexual partners are too many? How many have YOU had? I put up a pair of polls. Go ahead and comment in the Anon. Forum too. Or comment here. This should be interesting...

Home is Where the Heart Is
3/16/2003 | 2 comments

Dream update.

Home is not with my parents. Home is not innoscence. Home is not with God, the spirits, or with Aliens. Home is an honesty within myself. It is the pursuit of my own dreams for my own reasons. Home is the realization that happiness and contentment are not the same thing. Home is on the horizon, where the sun rises. Home is in that spiritual twilight between sleep and awake.

Postcard Exchange (34320 posts)


703 headshots.

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