A quote: We didn't see the seven mountains ahead of us. We didn't see how they are always ahead, always calling us, always reminding us that there are more things to be done, dreams to be realized, joys to be rediscovered, promises made before birth to be fulfilled, beauty to be incarnated, and love embodied. We didnt notice how they hinted that nothing is ever finished, that struggles are never truly concluded, that sometimes we have to re-dream our lives, and that life can always be used to create new light. This is the song of the circling spirit, for all of us who never see the seven mountains of our secret destiny, who never see that beyond the chaos there can always be a new sunlight.
Ben Okri
The above quote can mean different things to different people. It is interesting to see how others interpret it.
I seek a relationship, one that melds Ds with life and all that life is. Kids, jobs, friends, family.
I am all the things everyone else is on here...haha...intelligent, funny, kind, harsh, experienced, handsome, professional career, smart...oh wait..that is the same as intelligent...did I say handsome? ok..very handsome...haha
I am often asked what is my favorite activity. In all honesty, I dont have one. While I enjoy a lot of the basics - bondage, spanking, anal, humiliation etc - what I really enjoy is control. It is this exchange, the transfer of her will to My will which makes me tick. Once achieved, I am pretty open to limits. I respect hard limits one might have, and each is different, and like to push the soft limits to discover what works and what doesnt, for both of us. Would I like someone with no limits? yes that would be nice, the ultimate test of trust, but unlikely to be practical. I am capable of inflicting pain, I am capable of being sadistic, but I would not describe myself as a sadist. I have proven equally capable of being very un-sadist-like in a relationship. Whatever we do, I wish intensity.
My ultimate friend would be one who is as intelligent, or more, as me, laughs a lot, is independent, has a career, but craves to be controlled and to please her One. The form of that pleasure is for us to define. Well, more Me than you, but you know what I mean!
I would prefer local since I want real, but have come to recognize that limiting the search to geographic, age, or whatever is missing the point. she may be anyone anywhere. So I remain open to chatting with anyone to see what might come of it. Unfortunately, many of you ladies have many criteria which you use to filter, which I sortof understand given the amount of email you receive, but recognize that I am a pretty special person who you really should spend a small amount of your time to get to know.
I am not a big fan of checklists, but here is a "list" of the elements I seek:
- honesty - she trusts me to never lie to me and we know each other such that a lie is never necessary
- integrity - her word is her bond. she stands for what she believes in without question.
- humour - laughter is the key to a good life. she is able to laugh, especially at my humour.
- structure - not micro, but she needs structure in her life, in our life, to make us stronger.
- trust - the building block of everything else that follows. she is open to trusting, wants to trust, and when she does is never doubting.
- communication - open, honest, even direct communication is all important. she does not hide here feelings. she can never disappoint.
A little something to stimulate thought:
666 is no longer alone,
He's getting out the marrow in your back bone,
And the seven trumpets blowing sweet rock and roll,
Gonna' blow right down inside your soul,
Pythagoras with the looking-glass, reflecting the full moon,
In blood, he's writing the lyrics of a brand new tune,
And its hey babe, with your guardian eyes so blue,
Hey my baby, don't you know our love is true,
I've been so far from here,
Far from your loving arms,
Now I'm back again, and baby its going to work out fine.
Can't you feel our souls ignite
Shedding ever changing colours, in the darkness of the fading light.
Like the river joins the ocean, as the germ in a seed grows
We have finally been freed to get back home. |
