Saturday, April 2, 2011

Pictures: Remembering Bodisama On The Anniversary Of His Passing

My Fellow Inmates,

Although the mighty shall always inevitably fall, its important that their stories, their memories, and sadly, sometimes their cautionary tales, be remembered...

For They touched many, and some of us shall never forget...





James Hatton was a pioneer, an amazing kinkster, and one hell of a feisty bastard... His words, not mine ;)

He could make you feel like an owned object, playing on the edge of wavering consent, to this side of mentally broken and beyond...

If you were deemed worthy enough to be paid attention to, James was and amazing friend, confidant,co-conspirator, shoulder, rock, and more...

He dug in deep, made you care for him no matter how feisty he got. On those days he was on the warpath you knew to just stand aside and watch from the sidelines...

And if ever his anger was directed at you... My God... he could set your soul ablaze and then piss on the ashes simply because it amused him...

...And after all was good, later on, if you would bring it up, his answer was always the same...

"Eh, I'm an Asshole"

Well Sir, to this day you are still one of the most amazing Assholes I have ever met in my life, no matter how stormy the seas became between us, you still took the time to come see me to solve it all out and cuddle one last time before you left us...

You were left with too many dangling strings of your own, between Bostoncuir, and TiedupUK... you were not going to do the same to me...

Damn you, a year later you can still make me cry...

James was an amazing man, who lived hard, played hard, and died by his own rules. I can't imagine he would have wanted it any other way...


































James never took himself seriously. Rubberfreak tells a great story about being with James at a point that someone asked him "Who are you."

Causing James to reply, "You don't know who I am? I'm a fucking Rockstar."
James would always say "Its Hard Being Brittney.", and at the time of our falling out I was altering a picture (in my limited knowledge and software at the time) to create him a shirt, as a gift, that said the same...

I never finished that picture, and its been on my hard-drive since...

So I shall leave you with it... slightly altered today to be fitting... but yet still left unfinished, as I feel a lot of business with James was...







With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

What Ever You Do Don't Scream Too Loud As Others Are Trying To Sleep.

~Rubberasylum

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