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Sprachgitter - the title of a book by Paul Celan and a poem in reply by Ingeborg Bachmann. People still argue about the meaning of those two works. To me, it is clear Bachmann with her poem saw language as a barrier to true understanding between people - that we too often get bogged down in preconceived meanings of words and that we do not hear what the other is trying to say for the words they use to express themselves. So language itself is the bars of the prison which separate us from each other.
I see that in people's profiles here. Each trying to convey in words what they feel - and others not hearing them for the words they choose. Words become the "prison bars" which separate us.
My thought on that is - let's talk and try to work through the words to see if can come truly to understand one another. See what we are REALLY all about - without the posturing, without preconceived notions of definitions of what constitutes a Dom or Master or submissive or slave. Let us not get bogged down in definitions that others have created - let's create our OWN definitions - make it all mean something to US.
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And there is something I don't understand - people who come on to this website and say I'm just here to learn and to understand. And when you contact them, they don't reply. I don't get that. Just call me "Puzzled in Northern Virginia". If those of you who do that can explain your actions, please do....
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