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‘The Friend Zone’, The Benefits, and the line between them; a perspective blog by Khalilah Yasmin

Can the opposite sex be just platonic friends? Friends with Benefits; does it ever work unless those benefits are health and dental?

Friends: Strictly Platonic, Non-Sexual without any hidden agendas

We all have opinions on this topic but the discussion I had last night altered my perspective permanently. I was in discussion with a male whom declared without any doubt that women can be just friends with men, but there is no man that has that same regard for a woman he most likely is attracted to. He stated that a man that is friends with a woman will play the role, hoping the opportunity arises one day that he can sleep with her or have something more. While this conversation was geared towards the male being the ‘actor’ in this instance, it does not say that women do not pretend on occasion as well. The point he made was that women are capable of having platonic feelings with the opposite sex and that men cannot.  An anonymous Twitter follower responded to my post with this: “There often is an unspoken love that is understood yet to never be acted upon”.

Walking along the tightrope called temptation meets with a certain dopamine fix, psychologically that is.

I have platonic ‘friends’ whom I have never been romantically interested in yet I believed held me at the same level until studying some research on the topic and conducting a few experiments since last night.  Have I been naïve this whole time?

How possible is it to graduate from friends, to friends with benefits without someone falling in love and therefore complicating things?  ‘Friends with Benefits’ a tiring charade which means one person is saying “I’m allowing you to use me for sex while I hope that one day you’ll feel the same way I do”. One could say ‘platonic’ friendship is the same way.

In a perfect world, people would skip the bull sh*t and be honest about their intentions from the beginning. Instead there are some that would rather play a role and get upset when their expectations ultimately fail. An honest enemy wins over a fraudulent friend. When people don’t get what they want, often times they become cruel and vindictive to someone whom was kind and sincere.

Want to know if ‘Sally’ or ‘Michael’ is being honest when they say they only want to be your friend?  I dare you to go to your phone right now and send them a text message professing your feelings for them or a desire to engage in intercourse at the next opportunity. A platonic friend without a hidden agenda will politely turn you down.

I was asked to do this test last night. All my male friends failed except one.

BE HONEST. Don’t like the truth? On to the next… ONE(s)

Can You Say He’s Just a FRIEND????

‘Sexy Sax Man’; Sergio Flores! Interview by Khalilah-Yasmin

I’ve been honored to meet and become acquainted with the talented Sergio Flores whom most know as his performing alter ego of ‘Sexy Sax Man’. He’s quickly become an internet sensation with the accumulation of viral video postings and performances. Beyond the music prodigy that he is, he’s also one of the most genuine humans I have ever encountered.

The obvious question is why did you begin the alter ego of ‘Sexy Sax Man’? He’s intriguing, comical, and brings a lot of energy to any crowd. Did you consider all these things when you began this career?
“No. there wasn’t much thought involved. Sexy Sax Man is kind of my alter ego. It’s just the way I am.  Not much was put into the thought process. “
You’re an extremely talented self taught musician.  How many instruments do you play?
“ Well I play a lot of instruments but I pride myself in being able to make any instrument sound musical. “
What is your most memorable Sax-O-Gram experience? Any Good/Bad?
“When I ‘sax o gramed’ Neil Young. Being able to chill with Neil Young and talk about life and music. That was definitely a highlight of 2011!”

I love seeing how you interact with your fans by posting pictures, videos, and often artwork created by your large following. Does the following motivate you?
“Yes! Definitely! It’s very inspiring. I’m very thankful to have people that give me good vibes and motivation. It’s awesome!”

You’ve been to and met some amazing people and places. When you began the Sax-O-Grams, did you know how popular they would become?
“No not at all. I hoped that this would be something that people would like but I had no idea they would embrace it like they have. “

Who would you like to Sax-O-Gram if you could choose anyone that you haven’t yet?
“ I really want to punk Kanye West because I think he deserves it. But I don’t know how he would react if I hopped on stage; like if he would he would try to beat me down. And then I would beat him down and then I would go to jail. So I have to think about it.  I want to give to him a taste of his own medicine,” Sergio laughs.
Ever play your instruments on dates for the ladies?  Have you ever used your talents to seduce or is that not your thing?

           “I probably used them to seduce once or twice. But I don’t do it intentionally. I don’t think about it. But I’ve definitely used my powers.”

One thing you’d like everyone to know about you:

“ I want people to know that I am an artist to the fullest and that music is my life and my passion. I am a free spirit that just wants to share my positive energy with the world.”

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“Cruise” Written By Khalilah-Yasmin

Reminiscent; of a moment only you can enable me to relive,
Encrypted; yet unlocked the ‘Davinci Code’ in my heart so that I would let you live.
And you do… As if it was restructured with new cells to be powered by you.
A new shape, a new hue, your presence alone has me moved.
Outside and beside of myself; my smiling reflection confused,
Because we’re afraid of being misused, you’re un-accused.
My heart beats your rhythm; my soul sings your blues.
There’s no other YOUS, nothing even close,
You’ve been in my life for three months but I FEEL you the most.
Questioning destiny’s possibilities as I raise to a toast,
A new me has emerged; should I hold back or am I supposed—-
To. Love. You.

A chemistry I’m sure I won’t find anywhere else,
When you’re inside of me; I’m inside of myself.
You’re the fire to my fire, the water to my well,
I’m standing on two feet while flying, yet I know that I fell.

This is just a promise to love you with only this moment’s expectation,
A love letter in song; with no return address,
Just a “For Your Information”.

My heart beats your rhythm; my soul sings your blues,
You’re the smoke to my blunt; and I just want to ‘Cruise’…

You are responsible for your progress and happiness. No one else is.
People whom claim they’re ‘tired’ of something (circumstance, relationship, location); yet make no efforts to change it, aren’t really tired.

Dear Khalilah,

I’m not an expert on relationships, love, or life; but I do know this; we only live once. And from experience I learned that I may not have been tired of something I claimed I was tired of. I did not change it. I stayed hoping it would change on its own. We as individuals often do not realize how powerful we are in our own lives. Every day is a new beginning. Sure you may not be able to walk out of the job you hate tomorrow. But what’s the point in complaining about the job if you do not intend to look for another or find ways to qualify yourself for the position. Want to be happy? Plan for it. Want to move to another place because where you live is too cold, too hot, too awesome for you? Plan for it. Nothing will happen if you simply sit in place complaining about it. YOU ARE IN CONTROL OF YOUR LIFE AND EVERY DECISION. Wherever you are, whomever you are with, at some point was a decision you said “YES” to.

There was a story someone told me once when I claimed I was tired of something and didn’t change it. I will do my best to recant it. It’s called….
“The Dog and the Nail”.

There was a man named ‘Adam’ walking down a street and approached a house where he saw a man named ‘John’ and his dog sitting on a porch. John’s dog was squirming around on the porch while crying in what seemed like horrendous pain.
1 day passed. Nothing changed. 2 days passed. Still howling. 3 days. 5 days. 1 week. 2 weeks. 1 month. Still howling, with no signs of stopping.
Adam was concerned for the dog so he approached the porch and asked John what was wrong with him and why he was crying out.

“He is sitting on a nail” – John stated.

Adam baffled looked at the dog and said, “Well then why doesn’t he just move?”.

“When it really hurts, and he’s really tired of the nail, he will”

People whom claim they’re ‘tired’ of something (circumstance, relationship, location); yet make no efforts to change it, aren’t really tired.

Tired yet?

“Child’s Play” © Khalilah-Yasmin 2011

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I want to play with his toys and add myself to his collection,
Alter his erogenous zones; the reaction and stimulation to his erection.
His eyes like the ocean; deep, blue, and wet;
Piercing through my innocence and his I promise to protect.
I’m a flavor he has never had; a tunnel he has never dug,
My imagination foreshadows naked bliss when he pulls me into hug.

I long to make LOVE, he stares in the midst of his crowd,
His voice of me is silent but his eyes on me are loud.
But alas he is forbidden, and my subconscious intent and lust must be hidden.
As I heave for his kiss upon his mouth and his ‘Vein Filled Bliss’.
Fantasizing myself into the depths of his blue ocean and his erection,
Cuming to his memory and careless thoughts without protection.
‘Shakespeare’s Two Headed Beast’- with a tiramisu complexion,
Wondering if he knows I’ve added him to my collection.

Like a child innocently eager to play with every single one of his toys,
Embracing him in fantasy is my reality, though he only likes boys.

“Breathless”

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I would rather ASK and know, than Wonder and be restless.

But I could not face myself if you moved on and I knew that I kept this…

…Connection between us, If you were my Mars I’d be your Venus,

Cause I FOUND myself in your inner and outerspace as you looked into mine,

I LOST myself in your eyes but you took my hand and told me I’d be fine.

As if we were lovers in another era in time, you were my Renaissance and I was your Medieval,

Your Music and Art filled my cathedrals, until your sword took my heart refusing retrieval.

But I know you’re not evil, because I felt your soul move its way through mine,

I lost myself in your eyes but you took my hand and told me I’d be fine.

And I am, I just want to know if our fairy tale spell wore off on you early,

Been afraid to ask, look weak by dropping my iron shield or be surly.

As if my heart was a virgin as it met with your eyes and jumped through my chest,

After tonight’s confession perhaps she will rest.

But will I, In this infinite world where I felt I finally had a lover who was a friend,

I’m going to ask you this letter and never ask you again.

Will I hear your voice when your ringer plays, Will I see you on our vacation days?

Will you be the Mars to my Venus, Will you look in my eyes so you can see that I mean this?

You were my Pharaoh and I was your Princess,

another world created the connection between us,

I would rather ask and know, than wonder and be restless,

But I could not face myself or my lungs for you made me Breathless.

“Bass”

© 2011

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It was a pleasant surprise when I looked in his eyes; unplanned and unexpected,

As if during his stare and clasp of the strings; we made love; ears unprotected.

Bass; the rhythm you feel deep in your core, falling in sync with your heart and altering its beat,

With my ears I saw him, with my eyes I decided to speak.

Me lost in the crowd yet seeing only TWO instruments on stage;

The one in his grasp and the one I’m sure slayed…

During persuasion by music, finesse, and effortless skill,

I found my motives being shifted without my free will.

As if during his stare and clasp of his strings;

The phallic symbol foreshadowed my moans and my screams.

I long for the beat; my sustenance and my addiction,

The BASS wanted to move me so I give it permission.

“Happily Apathetically Ever After”
Written By Khalilah-Yasmin © 2011

Open my legs to give you the highest form of pleasure found on this planet,
Open my body to allow you to consume it, until we can no longer stand it.

Open my hands to ensure you safe landing
Open my arms to place you in, above, and under my standing.

Apathetically jaded, in the absence of reason,
Emotionally masturbated to keep from joy’s grieving.
Leaving my heart in a place even I cannot find it,
Perhaps this time will keep Satan from attempting to blind it.
I was ready to love you even though I was afraid. I really wish you would have stayed.
You gave love and attention you paid. Forehead kisses and hugs gone away.
But hey, I didn’t have you anyway. In the seventh hour I gave my love to you.
I allowed your wings to pierce through my skin and within my hole you flew.
I was a fool in the seventh hour as I let you place your body inside of mine.
 
The numbing sensation over my whole body ensures this will be my last time.

Open my legs to give you the highest form of pleasure found on this planet,
Open my body to allow you to consume it, until we can no longer stand it.

Open your chest to kiss you on your heart,
Open your brain to place myself in your thought.

The love of family, friends, and strangers, chased now eludes me,
Even those of blood would rather confuse than consume me.

Apathetically jaded, because there’s a hole in my chest cavity where wind now blows,
Opened metaphorically transformed, and now I am CLOSED