Neither naive, nor yet worldly, I exist.
Between two sides of reality, with life at the reigns, there is only time to fully figure in where I shall finally set my heels. I stopped letting life drag me along, enough of a time ago, that I gave in to inner contemplation, to listen to whose voice it was in my ears.
I know whom it is which owns me.
Some time ago, I swallowed a piece of... something. It grew, inside me, until I'd realized it to have been wings. Spread from the heart of life's mysterious wonders, Her wings are a part of my body. Through my words, I show her, each and every day, how very much more-happily I live life, with her nearby, as she may be.
Life is a peculiar thing.
It needles and nags at us, to let go of our fears, in some respects, and it begs that we fear the whys we do not understand. I am one of those silly little buggers who decided early in life to learn what I did not understand, and to love the knowledge I gleaned.
Through many paths walked in life, no one other path has led me as straight and narrow as that of submission. Most would not think it, to see me, where I stand each five days, of seven. Where I dance, for the world to see it, and where I smile, that if I do so, often enough, perhaps in time, it will come about that I have reached the other end of the world.
I'm one of those who'll tell you... to know me, come by my blog. Read me. Listen to me. Hear me through the words, therein. I'll chatter through mail; I have no problems with doing so. But... you've a better chance at knowing me, as I come to know you.
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My Ideal Person:
My ideal person is my Mirror, my Heart, my Soul. She leads me, and protects me. She raises me up, and settles me down. She is this purely delicious woman, whose lips render me quivering, and leave me shivering, all in the want for more.
I am owned, by heart and by throat. Never saw it coming, yet I am never one to complain, as most well know.
If I stick around in Alt, y'all will see more. If not, this is the update that is necessary.
My Mirror holds possession over everything that is me. As it should be.
I am loved. I am safe. I am wanted. I am home.
I am Safe.
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