.so... horses are sadomasochistic? asked the jockey... you whip them on the ***... and then they gallop faster? hmm... p'eculiar.

ever rode a horse?
oh hell...
it's expensive in England,
but dirt cheap in Poland...
i rode a beauty
in pentkowice...
a beautiful mare...
she even decided to
gallop riding through
the woods...
the paradox comes with...
do you know how
to make a horse
turn, or ride in the direction
you want it to ride?
if you want to make the horse
turn left:
you tug at the reins
with your left arm...
and then dig with your right
foot on the stirrup with
your right heel...
so you're basically enforcing
the horse to look left
tightening the reins
and subsequently
the curb strap...
using your left hand,
while digging into the torso /
rib cage using your right
leg's heel...
and subsequently
the opposite for turning
right...
     **** me... having to pet
cats is so liberating...
no leash... nothing...
just a comfort of ignoring
an animate object...
   i can forget them...
and when they want
to be remembered they
just make themselves aware...
purr, intimidating you
for a petting...
and then snuggle into
a corner of the sofa
and fall asleep...
i grew up, raised around dogs...
but cats?
          i just like having
them, but subsequently
not giving a **** about having
them...
  it's like... i trust them,
in responding to the fact
that i feed them.
- but with horses?
left is also right,
  left at the head,
right at the torso...
or it's right at the head,
and left at the torso...
pulling the reins to the left,
and then the heel digging
into the torso on the right
side of the body...
and if you want
to gallop?
       you dig both heels
into the torso simultaneously.