DomJohn10

Hmm, you mean you actually find all this incidental stuff interesting?  Want to affect reality?  I'm open to suggestions for future journal topics.

The Importance of Faith

I promise you that this will be a frivolous entry.  I lie.

What is faith?  Faith, I believe, is like a box of presents you cannot open.  Why?  Because the wrapping itself is faith, not the contents.  See, it’s a trick.  You think the point of it is what’s inside.  It’s not.  In fact, you are already looking at it, but you are not seeing it.  When you open it, you destroy the faith.  As long as the presents remain unopened, the faith is intact.  But, what’s the point of a box of presents you cannot open?  Well, that depends.  On what?  On what it is you are after.  So then, what am I after?  Am I after the objects inside the box?  Or … could I possibly be after the wrapped box itself?  That’s silly, why would I possibly be after such sham?  That’s because it’s not a sham.  What?  Read on.

What is faith when applied to D/s?  What are we all looking for here?  Well, depending on your role, and your specific individual pursuits, you are after someone who can give you what you want.  Hmm, you are telling me that I am after what I want … clever.  No, silly, I’m not rephrasing the question, I’m actually telling you that you want the right person to give you the things you want.  Hmm, this doesn’t seem to make it any clearer.  Ok, trying a different tact, what are you looking for in a Dominant?  Are you looking for whipping? humiliation? or bondage?  How will you go about obtaining what you want?  Do you request whipping or humiliation?  And once you get your whipping, would you be satisfied?  No, I doubt that you’ll be satisfied.  Because it’s not getting whipped that’s the point, it’s the person delivering the whipping.  So then, WHAT is this ‘person’ delivering the whipping?  He is the wrapping.  His dominance is the wrapping.  The contents (whipping, humiliation, bondage) of the presents are actually quite secondary to the wrapping.  AND, like the wrapping, the character of the dominance might seem secondary to the present itself, but it is actually the very substance that makes the contents special.  You want the present, any present that your special someone gives you, not a present somebody else gives you.  It's not the gift that matters, but the person giving it, the person giving it GIVES meaning to the gift.  If you don’t believe me, go and buy yourself your own presents, or, even better, go whip yourself.

You need faith to obtain and maintain the dominance.  It’s because, you see, dominance is actually a very fragile thing.  Uh-huh, like a mountain flower (don’t ask which specific species).  By questioning, testing, or challenging the various aspects of a Dominant’s dominance, you actually destroy it (I know, I know, you just want to make sure that he’s the right one).  But by opening the present and obtaining the contents, you destroy the present itself.  Because you see, D/s is not about whipping, bondage, or humiliation.  It’s about Dominance and submission.  And they both are very subjective, non-concrete things which are easily taken apart.  And after you’ve taken them apart, you find that, like IKEA furniture, you don’t see a cabinet, instead you just see a lot of components scattered about on the floor of your lounge room.

Dominance is like a fully assembled IKEA cabinet, the whole point of a cabinet is the empty space inside it, not the solid boundaries that define it.  Since it's really his dominance that matters, not the whipping, bondage, or humiliation, even when he decides to give no whipping, bondage, or humiliation, you have still received, for it's his presence that is the gift.  You are looking at the gift itself, though you may not see it.

Hence, learn to understand what faith means, D/s is a present best left unopened.  Oh, btw, faith is not as simple or easy as ‘faith’ duh.  Oh no, it’s hard, DAMN hard.  It means shutting up when you want to speak, speaking when you want to shut up, and discrimination to determine the correct time to apply the correct one, saying “sorry” when you feel it’s not your fault, and, always believing that your Dominant is right (yes, OMFG) or have only the best intentions, no matter how flawed or at fault he seemed to be.  The deeper your faith, the more competent a submissive you can be.  Faith … releases … your … submission.

Let"s see, how does this journal thing work?  Ok then, time to say something, why do I consider myself a Dominant?  Hmm indeed. 

Let's first talk about why I don't have to consider myself a Dominant.  Well, firstly, I'm just a guy.  Dominants don't have degrees or qualifications.  Hence there's no necessity of proof.  Hence anyone can declare themselves Dominants.  That, of course, suggests that the practice of declaring oneself a Dominant approaches the degree of ludicrousness of that in declaring oneself pompous.

Imagine that.  Hello E/everyone, Pompous here.

Now why would anyone want to freely declare that of themselves? Ahh, it's because they are not declaring that of themselves.  You see, being a Dominant is not necessarily about being pompous.  In fact, being pompous might not make one a very convincing Dominant. 

So then, what are people declaring when they say that they are a Dominant?  The closest thing, I believe, that they are declaring of themselves is that "I am boss".  But what's the difference between "pompous" and "boss" I hear you ask, well I don't hear you ask, I merely imagine that you ask, because I ask, and hence, dear reader, so do you, because ... guess that, I'm the boss here.

So then, a guy meets a woman, and declares himself "boss".  What does that possibly mean?  Hmm, philosophical.  So many possible facets.  What did they say?  Ask a room with 10 people and get 11 opinions?  I would suspect that for many guys, being boss means getting cex.  And then, for some other guys, it can mean getting you to give them the particular cex they want, I'm not going to elaborate on that one.  That doesn't sound like many facets, in fact, it sounds suspiciously like just one facet.  Ahh, well, you see, there are many ways to have cex, starting with

- kneel bitch (y/n)

   - suck implement (y/n)

... as you can see, the permutations are already beginning to mount.  So then, enough about the 11 ways of having cex that 10 guys can have with a given woman. 

Time for a paradigm shift.  What do I mean when I'm "boss"?  Hmm, self-exploration in progress ... I think ... when I see myself as "boss" ... I like getting things my way.  But wait! isn't that just a roundabout way of saying you get your own cex?  Well, you know, sometimes, it may not be about cex.  Then what else can it possibly be?  Well, it can be about calling me "Sir" without fail for each response (perhaps only for 1 hour if it's too taxing), or it can be about asking about my day, and cooing at me, massaging my shoulders perhaps, even washing the dishes (yes, even that!).  So you see, getting things my way can mean so much, or sometimes, so little, but, cutting to the chase, what does "my way" mean, I mean, really.  I think, as a (self-declared) Dominant, "my way" really just means coming home after a long hard day, tossing my hat and coat on the hanger, loosening my tie, and being myself, you know, getting my way, relaxing and shit, being able to enjoy myself and forgetting about stuff.

What's so bossy about forgetting about stuff?  Well, it's kinda like a haircut.  You know when you get a haircut, sometimes it's just absolutely perfect, and at other times, something's just not right, but it's a bit late now because you don't have enough hair left to fix it?  Yeah, exactly like that.  Life outcomes are unreplicable.  Hence, that feeling I'm talking about, either I'm getting it, or I'm not, just like a haircut.  So, you mean being "boss" is like a perfect haircut?  Yes, of course, wouldn't you want a perfect haircut too?  And so what does a less than perfect haircut do to you?  You?  By you you mean me yes?  Yes.  Wait, why am I talking to myself?  Anyway, back to the haircut, it really depends on how less-than-perfect it turns out to be.  I mean, expecting a perfect haircut every time is just not realistic even from the very same maestro who gave you your perfect haircut some time ago.  Then again, it is also quite possible for hair to be crudely savaged.  That's where it gets complex.  Let's just say, I like a good haircut, cuz it makes me feel sexy and confident.  AND I get a bit tense each time I'm forced to re-visit a hairdresser who's savaged my hair even once.  You mean you aren't?  Oh wow, you sound like you're just awesome.  I'm not awesome though, just great.  So, can you relax knowing that there's a 20% chance of savaged hair today?  You can?  Hats off to you my friend.  Wait, am I talking to myself again?  Does that mean I just took my hat off for nobody?  I'm nobody?  How many hats am I wearing?

Lastly, why is he just rambling on and not staying focussed?  I mean, it's not even systematic, it's like he's just kidding around.  You're right.  I mean, I'm right (yes of course, I'm always right), there really is no point to writing this entry.  It's because, dear reader, if I were to stay focussed and give you a dissertation, I might just well not write anything, because this is only supposed to be primarily enjoyable to myself, you are rather inconsequential I'm afraid.  No, I'm not even really that afraid.