| God is a comedian playing to an audience who are just too afraid to laugh.
This life, this body, is a joke. Attractive. Ugly. Big. Small. Just words.
Who are we, in this life?
Are we our physical bodies, or transcendant to that? Are body and mind concepts only truly realized through their relation to other bodies, other minds?
Is it my size, or yours, that makes me "fat"?
Or "thin".
Am I "dark" skinned because you are "light", would I be "light" skinned if you were "dark"?
I'm not into normativity. I don't judge. I don't compare. People are what and who they are, no more, no less.
The body is only flesh.
When we get beyond these primal associations we find something more fulfilling.
A REAL LIFE.
I'm sure this isn't what you were expecting to read.
But hey, I'm not here seeking acceptance. I'm here seeking submissive/slave men and women for service in a poly household. Everything else about me is unimportant.
I watch. I listen. I see the world as it truly is.
My home is a haven in a place that is often superficial, plastic, and contrived.
I'm tired of fakeup, dye, and clothing strategically placed to make women look like prostitutes. If these things make you feel empowered, move on. I'm not into plastic empowerment.
I'm into disempowerment.
Because it is only by taking the power away from our created beliefs that we are able to simply BE.
For the rest of you, here is everything you need to know about me:
I'm 31 years old. I live in Ontario Canada. I have green eyes and black hair. I am "ambiguously brown". I'm five foot ten. My measurements are 43-35-38. 38DD. My sub is 5'9". He weighs 130. He's very thin.
Neither one of us really cares about the gender of the people we surround ourselves with, or sleep with, provided there is a connection. |
