Surfing ,Pacific Coast Highway, and Jesus Christ.

God works in mysterious ways and it is about time once again I testify to His greatness and living miracles. I don’t have it all together. For certain I have been struggling with life in a very personal way as well as being totally aghast at the current events that have just about overwhelmed the populace. I don’t believe I would be alive today if not for Christ Jesus and his ministry. Whoa! right there you say? I’m out of here. Don’t need any washed up surfer/punkrocker/veteran telling me about God, you say. Come on man, hear me out. First lets get into the way back machine.Set the dial to 1974,Sherman. Yeah,man! That”s me all right! (funny looking pants, I know. They were called flairs. Got them at a place named Sears Roebuck) A whole lot of firsts going on here, first drink of beer, smoking my first joint and having my first gander at pornography (yeah,Playboy magazine) Well now these activities took time to wreck my life, almost 40 years. So what the freak does this have to do with the price of a dub sack in L.A you ask? Just setting the tempo, G-Money, now chill as a good recounting and testimony take time, like the Meistro’s former favorite alcoholic beverage Makers Mark, it takes years to reach maturity.Now Sherman, hit that dial again and set it for 20013!
Perhaps you have been following me blog, mate and you know I have been in recovery for just about two years now. Having been devastated and enlightened all at once in a series of events surrounding an infamous pornography performer and yours truly. So yeah here we are in May 2013, yeah, that is a smart phone and yes I know, what is left of my hair is 80% gray and No, we cant go back to 1974. Yeah Yea, I know I looked much better and so did you and yes that is a “smart” phone so rest assured you are in 2013 presently. So check it out as I had gotten clean and wishing to help my dear Mary, I found my way to an organization named Treasures ( they help woman exit the sex trade) and received an invite to their annual Gala fundraiser. Yes I did kick down, Ok, I’m not that big of a kook. So when are you gonna get to the God part Ger-I? you ask. Hey relax Stevo, I’m working on it.

So the church I attend (Venice Church) has a series of sermons on God calling believers to have faith, specifically to stay when things get tough or dicey and conversely to go (as in on a mission or ministry or serve in some capacity). Well back to the sobriety thing.I have been struggling mightily to stay clean, meetings and prayer etc. So to get out of my head, I decide to go surfing. As I am watching the waves at a nice right hand point break, that begins with the 12th letter of the English alphabet,still contemplating just giving in to temptation, I pray that the Lord will give me a way out of the temptation STAY. In about 5 or 10 minutes two good surfer buddies, Brock and Greg pull up in a pick up truck and spot me while yukking it up. Hey, Ger-I good to see ya, man. suit up, and get out there dude! As you can see I made it out to the surf and had a blast for a few hours.
Prayer one answered.BOOM just like that.
So I’m motoring down Pacific Coast Highway (PCH) listening to a Christian Radio station rocking to Casting Crowns,and Boom! I see her, she is 20 if she is a day Jumping up and down on PCH well endowed to say the very least,jiggling like a jello all over, wearing short shorts,a halter top and nothing else. She holds a sign that reads, “NEED JUMP” Having been shot, stabbed and robbed before, I immediately think set up. There is a thug lurking just behind the wall or in the car with malevolent intent. I blast past, however I hear a tiny voice getting louder saying, “GO see about it.” Flipping a U turn I drive back a 1/4 north and already there is a pick up truck ( no, it is not my buddies) with two fiends just itching to do some dirt slowing up, leering at her. The way a wolf leers at a lost ewe. I pull into the dirt lot and she runs up to the window panting , “Thanks” as she is out of breath. Look, Sherm, I’m not going to lie to you, this girl is super fine man but I contain myself and ask, “What is going on? She explains she needs a jump, as the battery dead. I look over the 2012 BMW 3 series and notice the AZ plates, suitcases and piled up clothes as well as scan for the lurker. Well turns out no thug is plotting a crime. She is alone. Check it G $, I’ve been to the rodeo several times over ok? I rapidly sus out she is a working girl, stripping in a club and all the other vice that goes along with that activity. So we get to talking, talking about surfing, about my daughter,how I got clean,and life in general.I drop the Treasures recovery outfit too, as she is telling me about her Aderal use and she says she only takes a half a pill when she is stripping to cope. No it i s not prescribed. I tell her I understand. I know she uses everything under the sun but I’m just attempting to engage in motivational interviewing. Oh did I tell yeah I’m at UCLA learning addiction therapy? No? (another story for another time, homie). Well we got the car started,just as an ubiquitous L.A roach Coach arrived, so I buy her a sandwich, gave her my card, and the Treasures info. Before departing, I asked her if she had ever heard of Jesus. “Yes, but I’m spiritual but not religious.” She said. “Well darling, I say as she giggles at me calling her darling. “Jesus is the most spir-it-tual fellow that ever walked the earth. He died a horrible death in testement to his faith.”Taking her hand in mine I pray the Lord will look over her. In parting she said, Thanks , you didn’t even try to sex me up like all the other men”

BTW Sherman where in the world did you get those flair pants?

Sometimes God asks you to stay, sometimes he asks you to go.
http://gerilewis.wordpress.com/2011/09/27/pornography-and-the-harm-it-causes/

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http://www.venicechurch.com/touching-base/online-sermons.html

The continuing story of Mary and I, the dehumanization and brutality of the pornography industry part #7

Allow me, to hold the door, that’s it step inside, that is %100 leather. As a matter of fact this is a Lincoln LS Towncar.  Relax, just ask me anything  if you feel the need.  I’ll start the car.  Smooth ride for sure, the best. We will be taking a trip back home and this my dear reader as you’ve already learned is no ordinary tale of love and romance.

Pure unabashed excitement coursing  throughout my entire being I put the receiver to my ear.  I’ve never been as shy or nervous as I am now. I try my best to be nonchalant, cavalier even.  A dead give away. Even hundreds of miles away through a telephone call she knew. “Dont be nervous.” Her raspy somewhat nasal voice surprised me. “So what are you up to?” Her dialect, a sing -song California Valley Girl , instantly eased my apprehension, being a So-Cal beach native. I felt at home, safe.  Hey I’m sorry we have to go all the way back.  It is a long trip, so just sit back. fix yourself a drink, take your shoes off. We have a long way to travel. Let me ask you a question as it is such a long ride. Do you believe in destiny? Karma,? God, or a universal love? You don’t have to answer now. Just let that thought sink in and marinate on it, ok.

G.H Bush is President of the United States .  All male military personal in my unit,view pornographic material as it is endemic, impossible to escape.  My first encounter with Mary. I was enamored with this on-screen vixen. She was everywhere. Playboy, Hustler, other skin rags she was in all of those. I’m not going to lie. I wished to have sex with her and I imagined, yes fantasized about her.  I had a brilliant idea , I would create a piece of functional art with her images ( photos) adorned in the piece! I devised a technique using resins to create this work of erotic art.  When finished,a lot of soldiers and civilians really liked it. I was surprised. Perhaps a year passed. The art object gathered dust and I lost much interest in Mary.

Mary was at the forefront of the first wave of mainstream acceptability of pornography. A  pornographic superstar. She was the  most infamous XXX film actress at the time.  Well at least I thought so and so did many other men and some women.

Flipping through a local newspaper, a strip club advertised Mary would be appearing at such and such time, such and such date. I decided to attend. I brought the creation with me. The joint was mobbed, sold out. Inside about 150 males crowded around the strip runway, chanting screaming  and yelling in anticipation of Mary taking the stage. As she began her strip tease, the crowd erupted in a fervor, tossing money.  A pro’s pro, Mary milked the crowd, building the show to a frenzy. Mary was electricity  defined. Her naked body swayed and enticed, seductively. She worked all the stripping prerequisites and some. Sparks leapt from her finger tips and flashed about the room, it was not the suspended sparkle ball and white-hot colored lighting. The light emanated from her. An energy. She glistened sweat, her painted fingernails and makeup, flawless. Her smile captivating and alluring. Her eyes flashed but didn’t really see us. She oozed what Hollywood calls star power.  It’s her. I thought to myself.  Our eyes met  for a nano-second at best.   After her show, signing autographs, I asked her to sign the creation. Signing the art piece, I asked her something. The instant she replied, I knew she was a fraud but not as you are thinking. I can’t reveal how I knew or her identity could be easily discerned. A one minute encounter at best. Just another customer. A sap, a chump as it was called decades before. to be continued….

http://gerilewis.wordpress.com/2012/01/16/the-continuing-story-of-mary-and-i-the-dehumanization-and-brutality-of-the-pornography-industry-part-8/

 

http://gerilewis.wordpress.com/2011/10/25/the-continuing-tale-of-mary-the-brutality-and-dehuminization-of-the-pornography-industry-part-4/

The continuing tale of “Mary”, the brutality and dehuminization of pornography. part #2

Why do I continue to write about “Mary”, I ask myself. For certain it is painful and I often cry while writing this blog. I honestly feel I owe it to Mary to tell what she is afraid and ashamed to do herself, to let you know of her pain and guilt, the destruction to her humanity and soul. I wish this to never happen to another woman ever and if this sad little blog raises some sort of awareness, than my experience has not gone for not. Many of you have read my previous blog concerning my shocking and sobering experience with an infamous pornography “entertainer”. http://gerilewis.wordpress.com/2011/07/01/pornography-the-ugly-truth/

I cannot reveal her name as of date and don’t know if I ever will be able to do so. Several of you have asked for an update as to the plight of “Mary”. I am saddened to report that Mary has continued in a downward spiral of  delusional, irrational at times psychotic and dangerous behavior. Mary began to physically and verbally abuse me. Suffering from PTSD symptoms, I was unable to hold simple conversations without Mary loosing all self-control, a mere word such as overrated would send Mary into a tiraid of verbal abuse that escalated into physical attacks on me.

Mary’s self esteem is very very low or non-existent, often when I would bring up the subject of trying to get vocational rehabilitation or attending school Mary would become angry or desperate, saying the only thing she knows how to do is pornography and prostitution. Often pornography producers and  affiliated  predatory industry  vultures contact her to do abusive choking and SxM films. I point out that this type of “work” is killing her soul , body and spirit.

She is in denial of admitting to her shame and guilt at being in pornography and the embarrassment it brings her family but every so often she would breakdown and admit to the damage it has done her and her family.  She would often have flashbacks of being raped and/or making pornography. This would send her first into sweats and then she would suddenly become withdrawn and reclusive, locking herself in a separate bedroom for hours or days. Mary tries to assuage her pain of being brutalized, her conscience (involvement as a one time producer in pornography and exploiting other women for profit, her family’s embarrassment especially her teenage daughter’s growing realization of her mother’s business) by supporting charity groups and anti sexual slavery/abuse organizations. I try to get Mary into a rehabilitation clinic, she considers but ultimately refuses.

Mary’s usage of Valium and alcohol has also progressed to the extent that she cannot go through a day without either.She drinks from the moment she wakes untill she passes out from the combination of Valium and alcohol. Mary has resumed performing sex shows and prostitution on the internet . Mary is in a panic as her once over the top popularity is declining rapidly and she has had to reduce her fee to compete with the younger and more popular woman involved in the sex trade. She is considering returning to making dvds despite the danger of rampant STD and HIV (she was rumored to have contracted HIV but denied the accusation on line) to in the pornography industry,  return to stripping or both. Mary detest stripping as the customers touch her and suffering from agrophobia  she has to leave the home which compounds  the agrophobia disorder. Mary is also very paranoid for good reason as she has suffered from brutal attacks, rapes, druggings, and preditory stalkers. Mary has a permit to carry a concealed weapon in several states and is very proficient in marksmanship, having completed several weapons courses before the onset of her diseases.

to be continued……

http://gerilewis.wordpress.com/2011/10/17/the-continuing-tale-of-mary-the-brutality-and-dehuminization-of-pornography-part-2/