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The Culture that has been here all the time

When I was introduced to BDSM relationships, I realized they had existed probably for all of human history. Religion and Western Culture distort this and BDSM itself greatly, and if anything, an incredible hypocrisy is always present. Using codes and euphemisms, even denial can mask the fact that many people thrive within this often unrecognized subculture. For example, my wife had all the earmarks of a pleasure slave and was generally devoted and submissive to me. In times of marital friction, I often heard the words from a counselor, "She just wants you to love her." "Love her," I thought I was, and now I know without a doubt I need to be a Dominant, not some preconceived idea that we are to live as equals: we are not only one can be a Dom and one a sub at a time, but, it is perfectly fine if switching is desired at least now and then.
3 days ago. Sunday, June 21, 2026 at 8:37 AM

Something propels all of us in some way. No, not a vehicle, more like a dream, a hope, or a vision. This energy is in us, whether we feel it directly or not. I have often wondered what my subconscious mind is up to. Why? because I see I have done something, gone somewhere, or acted in a way I hadn't expected. Let me illustrate with an example or two.

You who read my blog regularly know I reenergized my artist alter ego, what you can not know besides my engaging in working on paintings is that I started upgrading materials, even though I had plenty to work with. This action revealed two things to me: art materials draw my attention to that technologically, and items become my treasure. The whole experience is my joy because it engages my mind and my actions.

Let me take you back some months when my wife was still living, and I was her only caregiver. I was under stress, in need of help, and filled with a type of loneliness. I knew surfing the internet was risky, but it seemed to be my only option for alternatives and solutions. The benign way to describe it was that I was taken advantage of, and I believe I allowed it. Yet it met none of my needs except one: I had someone to communicate with, even if they were bogus.

So here I am this morning thinking about all this, and I am doing it without the luxury of a trusted partner, companion, or lover. I hope my subconscious mind gives me a clue as to where we are going.

 

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