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i respectfully ask that You please bear with me as i attempt to reformulate this profile which was created over 2 years ago while i was moving through the grieving process over the loss of my late Master, Francis. i have no real recall of placing the profile nor the reasons why i'd answered questions without having any real comprehension of what i was doing at the time. i will always keep the memories of the wonderful years that my late Master and i shared close to my heart, but i have been true to myself in the one respect that holds so much meaning for me and which has led me to finding the One Whom has earned my ultimate trust, and Whom i will honor and respect with a devotion that is unquestionably faithful in its intensity. my photographs are up-to-date as well as many of the pertinent questions designated on this profile. For T/those W/who have questioned in the past whether this one is a submissive or a slave; the truth is that i have never lived as a submissive. i have lived 30 plus years as a real-time slave who served her Masters faithfully, loyally, respectfully, lovingly. True....i do have a tendency for speaking out more frankly since i have been without a Master until this point for over 2 years time...but for Those of You Who found this one a bit abrasive at given times, i offer my most humble apologies. i would ask that You keep in mind that i was deeply wounded and adversely affected by the traumatic events which took place and i had little or no responsibility at the time for the way i'd acted....and i am, as always, most respectfully....ero
Please look at all of my photos before making any judgment as to the state of mind that One might assume that i hold at the present time. Contrary to the idea that i may still be mourning, i am much more emotionally stable. Thank You...ero
Mail: 17 pages of e-mail have the tendency of this one to open the site, look at all of it accumulating, and close it without reading any of it. It's too overwhelming to deal with at the moment but hopefully i will be able to respond to them little by little. i'm sorry..the lack of response is not intentional, merely exhaustive.
Added Note:
i would ask that A/anyone W/who wishes to speak with me please make a request to do so in pm chat? This in not to be rude in any way, but i find it very upsetting when i am challenged to close down messages which cover the messenger in which i am attempting to type. It is truly frustrating when O/one receives part of a sentence which should have appeared in A/another's pm box. Thank Y/you in advance for respecting this request....Most respectfully, ero
i intend to be a friend to any sub or slave in this room (Unowned...) and will extend that hand in courtesy and mutual respect. Either extend the hand of friendship as well or withhold any comments please.
And now one more request? Please do not e-mail me requesting that i be your "Domme" or "Mistress" because there is not one iota of that tendency in my personality. If you e-mail me with requests to stomp you with my high heels or throw you around or any other bizarre request that should never be posed to one such as i, i will not deign to acknowledge you with the courtesy of a response. This is never meant to be unkind, simply read my profile please and understand that i am simply not of that nature. Thank you in advance.....ero
Real Name:
Gloria
NICKNAME: ero
STATUS: Widowed (2x)
Hobbies:
The Arts, theater, music, astrology, philosophy, languages, reading, philanthropy, mythology, gardening and houseplants, gourmet cooking and creative writing.
Latest News:
"Know Thyself"...Epictetus...Socrates
Mentors and Guides: Marcus Aurelius, Plato, Spinoza, Ellis, Frankl, Nietzsche and THE HIGHER AUTHORITY.
Favorite Quote: Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so you must know pain.
Kahlil Gibran
He who has a WHY to live can bear with any HOW. Viktor Frankl
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Tattoo Madness and Cosmetic Controversy
Yesterday, it appears that 3 different subs took a look at my profile and then opened a conversation in the room aimed to denigrate tattoos in order to sway Dominants into looking at the subject in a controversial light. my tattoos are not in any way dictated by a Master or Dominant, nor were they put on my body with the intention of memorializing any individual. They are connected in a rather unique story in my life and i am very proud to bear them, see them as nothing but beauty in an artform, and a testament to subjection to pain. T/those who find them distasteful have a right to T/their opinion as i have a right to my own.
To my way of looking at that conversation, in retrospect, i feel that S/some individuals should look deeper within T/themselves for the true answer to T/their opposition because the conversation bore no real evidence of sound reasoning for distaste. Moreso, it seemed more in the realm of a threat to T/them, whether it is because O/one could never bear the pain of having them applied, or O/one is unable to separate fantasy from reality in the sense that O/others may have been involved in A/another's past history. The same goes for cosmetics..one can wear them to enhance beauty or cover it up. There is at times a preference for au naturale, however, it makes no difference if one uses cosmetics or not. If one has no beauty inside...then no amount of cosmetic application will ever help her. |
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*is smiling* i am back again, and i had disabled my personal profile with good reason, and am now motivated toward attempting in some way or other to enlighten (certain) I/individuals on how i happen to view things here. This is a computer which doesn't feel, doesn't think, doesn't do anything beyond the control of the O/one operating it behind the screen. Words are certainly creating an association as O/one types them out, but they are only as effective as the definitions found for them in Webster's. Provided O/one consistently makes an effort to understand A/another here during repeated conversations, the words will not always convey the individual's intended meaning, which lends to a great deal of confusion. S/some will make very hasty judgements concerning O/others due to the lack of specific sounds which convey the true meaning of what O/one is expressing, and in essence draw conclusions based upon T/their misconceptions of how O/one actually happens to be. i have run into this problem many times during my conversations with O/others here. Sadly, many things are distorted, misunderstood, and taken out of context due to the failure of O/one not taking the time to clarify what A/another's actual meaning is. *sighs heavily* How can A/anyone simply assume that T/they "know" a person merely by speaking with T/them a handful of times here, or better...even less? Yes, it is true that there are connections made between people here on the internet which exemplify the positive communication skills so necessary to an online relationship which may or may not lead to real life encounters. Yet, in my humble opinion, the chances of doing so may well be much slimmer than i at first thought possible. For an advanced mode of communication, this is definitely proving to be the inferior choice. i personally advocate the return of a more archaic means of communication...the telephone. Alexander Graham Bell, i have the utmost respect for you, Sir. *grins* |
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i am of the understanding that M/most of Y/you are laboring under the impression that i have chosen this nickname because i am of the belief that my eyes appear to be "erotic"; and with good reason since that would be the first thing that O/one would imagine. Therefore, i will set the record straight once and for all and in doing so quell any assumptions and misconceptions about the thought that i would believe that my eyes in themselves have that element about them. *laughs softly* The reason that i chose this name is because of how i happen to view things, not simply concerning how my eyes appear to be. That would be a bit presumptious on my part since E/everyone has an opinion and that opinion may not hold true with M/many. i am a sensualist. i deal with the senses whether through visual stimuli, taste, touch, sound or smell. i perceive the world through the eyes of such a one and revel in that fact. Suffice it to say, i've given Y/you the explanation and have hopefully put an end to this confusion. Have a wonderful day and keep well......
Once again,
i am most respectfully....ero |
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This entry is not aimed at A/anyone but the ones for whom it is intended...(please forgive this entry for T/those of Y/you who are decent and honorable). "No criticism of other users,"...Please take note of this rule which appears right before your eyes HIGHLIGHTED IN RED as you open this site. i have received e-mails that are not only scathing in their content, but the derogatory remarks are uncalled for and totally unnecessary. If you are reading this note...then perhaps i will feel vindicated with its purpose. It seems that you are either feeling threatened with another's intelligence or you are feeling so inept within yourself that you lash out at anyone whom you feel may be above you, or who at least might be perceived as a threat to your own self-esteem. Leave me alone. If you have nothing better to do with your time, i suggest that you seek another source of amusement other than writing to me. To take any of your precious time away from your day to even write to me is an indication that you have nothing else in your life better to spend your valuable time on. If you persist in writing to me, i will have no option but to report your harassment. Good day....ero |
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i'm beginning to sound as if i have become a "Dear Abby" of sorts, *laughs* but i have been giving some good thought to some of the more important concerns which have come my way via e-mail, etc. A recent mailing was one which inspired some deliberation on my part as to whether i should respond with my own true feelings on the subject in question or whether i should leave well enough alone. *grins* Unfortunately i am one who never fails to take the plunge into the controversial...shame on me. The subject happens to be one which affects A/all of T/those W/who truly belong to the elite circle of what is known as BDSM. Within this circle there are two very distinct groups...T/those W/who lean more toward Domination and submission and T/those W/who lean toward the more passive/aggressive side of T/their physical nature...Sadism/masochism. T/those W/who fall somewhere in between may lay claim to one side or another or both. Yet, O/our lives A/all encompass a single truth in regard to what O/one must acknowledge in making the choice of finding fulfillment in following H/his or H/her own true nature. W/we tend to hide behind a "vanilla" existence in order to function in the mainstream of society, and S/some find this extremely hard to cope with. There is a tendency for "those" who choose not to understand, choose not to reflect upon its reality; to label U/us as "strange", "crazy", "psychotic", "sick", among various other undesirable pronouncements. Which leads me to my feeling on this subject which may or may not meet with O/one's own personal opinion. my belief is that should any of the "others" who create the labels which define U/us negatively sit down and truly turn the subject over in the recesses of their own minds; they would most likely find that to some degree, in some deep shadows of the unconscious, they themselves have leanings to one side or another, and either fear that those same labels will apply directly to themselves or fear that others will discover the truth that they are most determined to avoid...even if buried deeply in their own subconscious. For example, a male may lean toward sensitivity and allow himself to be dictated by a female...hence the submissive trait surfaces. A female may bully and dominate the male of the household and in essence display tendencies toward the traits inherent in a Domme. Yet, W/we go on following O/our hearts with varied attempts at discretion and continue making O/our pretenses in order to allow U/us to feel "acceptable" in the light of society's standards. Do not feel alone. i, for one, am not about to shout of my true nature from the heights of the nearest rooftops. In essence, W/we are A/all like-minded..A/all ONE in this very special group of P/people W/who are priveleged to share the same reality and acknowledge it...live it...embrace W/who W/we truly are without going through life in self-denial due to a stigma empowered by fear. W/we should rejoice in that fact and put aside any thought of those feelings that say that W/we are "different". Kudos to T/those of Y/you W/who have already reached that understanding. For A/any of Y/you W/who may be reading this...Have a wonderful day and be well. *smiles softly* Until later....most respectfully....ero
*Added Note* For T/those of Y/you W/who do not remain hidden behind the facade of pretense in Y/your outward lives...i give You a world of respect and acknowledgement. Be well. |
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A question has been posed (in my e-mails) at one time or another in regard to the form of writing or "speaking" which i have chosen to use here. Some find it objectionable, and with good reason, since it seems to fall into the category of "online nonsense" in respect to the way it is personally perceived (according to One's way of looking at things). Let me assure Y/you that i have come to the realization that this mode of communication, (ie: the internet) as i have explained to Others in the recent past, is one of basic sterility. It is absent of any emotion, tone, voice modulation or inflection, leaving O/others to wonder just what the true meaning behind the words happens to be. i chose to use this form as a means of designating respect as well as my emotional state at the time i am either writing or "speaking". Therefore, please take no offense and take it for what it's truly worth...a mere way of communicating what i am feeling.
Have a good day.*smiles* Most respectfully .............ero |
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It seems very odd...but the fact remains that M/many here do not seem to understand the difference between a submissive and a slave. i have observed the question coming up time and again as i watch the conversations pass, but O/one has yet to answer the question and for the O/one W/who has asked, the question tends to goes unanswered. Therefore, i have decided to make the answer known for T/those who still seek the elusive answer; the answer being quite simple. A slave gives up all of her rights; she does not make decisions for herself; she serves as is demanded of her; does as she is told with no reservations and not even her mind is her own. A submissive, or "sub" rather, has the rights to set limits, speaks of what she desires, has rights, does not accept everything that may be expected of her and controls what is said and done to her to at least some degree. That being said, i hope i have cleared away some of the confusion on this most controversial subject for some of Y/you. If Y/you are by chance reading this...have a wonderful day. Be well. |
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And God said, "Let there be lights in the expanse of the sky to separate the day from the night, and let them serve as signs to mark seasons and days and years, and let them be lights in the expanse of the sky to give light on earth." And it was so. Genesis: 1:14
MASTERPIECE
An Excerpt
The Cubist
Twinkling spangles of light He cast through skies of dusky grey.
He finished the moon with a silvery sheen, distinguishing night from day.
The angels inspired his capable hand through prayers of intense devotion.
Their lingering, liquid notes of song expressed profound emotion!
Then, lo! A smouldering orb He sent; the sun in glowing red
ignited and burned in a quenchless blaze to bring the warmth it shed.
Resplendent rays of daylight bathed the starry scope of skies,
there overflowed and spilled to earth, reflecting in his eyes.
The cosmic carousel of time commenced within eternity.
Concentric rounds of colour turned with mass intensity.
Earth rolled with depths of royal blue, lush tracts of virgin lands,
frozen floes of glacial ice, and tawny desert sands.
A remarkable system encompassed the sun; revolutions of cyclical spheres
marked changes on earth in long seasons and measured the days to years.
Dynamic dimensions, contrasting within his phenomenal illustrations,
fixed stars as signs in the heavens' confines and linked them in constellations.
Aureate emanations fused with fiery streamers of red.
Spiraling sparks of crimson appeared above his illustrious head.
Appreciative angels acknowledged the ultimate promise and dedication
of the master who lightened all darkness beyond his miraculous presentation.
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Keeping in mind that i have stated that the excerpts here are under copyright...i wish to elaborate on the piece itself....
"Masterpiece" is an epic narrative poem based upon the biblical account of creation in the book of Genesis. It is a portrayal of God as the Great Artist. i didn't one day choose to sit down and take it into mind to write this piece...it simply "happened". Yet, i am wholly dedicated to its completion. It has been a piece that has taken monumental effort on my part to write, and one which i hold dear to my heart. i hope that W/whoever reads it will find it worthy...........Thank Y/you.... ero
In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth---Genesis 1:1
MASTERPIECE
Prologue
The most accomplished of all artists raised a sole creative hand
and with unique originality, designed the whole of land.
The skies and seas, the mountaintops, all creatures of the earth,
grasses, trees and flowers...grand conception given birth.
Then God said, "let the land produce vegetation: seed-bearing plants and trees on the land that bear fruit with seed in it, according to their various kinds." And it was so: Genesis 1:11
The Landscapist
The angels’ song grew louder still as they chanted in rhapsodies.
With certain sway, prevailing winds took turn across the seas.
Numerous glossy, creamy-white wings fluttered against the air
as tranquil, balmy breezes stole across each gilded stair.
Subdued and mellow came musical strains, mingling voice and string.
He awakened the slumbrous features of earth, stirring the grasses to spring.
Trees burgeoned, budded, blossomed, embellished the world He’d planned
where leaf and blade trembled and swayed as winds played o'er the land.
Sheer, dappled, slender shadows fell beneath each supple tree.
He limned the lacy fronds on ferns with fragile filigree.
He brought forth mosses, bushes, shrubs and lustrous fields of grain.
Scores within his accolade combined in glad refrain!
In shimmery, satiny splendor, flowers came forth and spread.
Wild roses and vines rambled and twined, sleek green and velvety red.
Such beauty in vivid abundance thrived with fragrant herb and bloom!
A floral and spice combination hung in nature’s rare perfume.
Fresh fruits and grains grew under his light, replete with ripened seed
which dropped and sowed in fecund soil, increasing each delicate bre_d.
A magnificent palette of variant hue coalesced in tone and shade!
Chaste earth transformed with color He strew through valley, lea, and glade.
Please note that the "e" in the word above was omitted due to rejection of the word by the content filler. The next excerpt will be entered into the next entry of this journal.
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By way of observation, it seems that M/many of T/those W/who share the commitment to this particular lifestyle wax poetic in the pursuit of the many and various forms of verse. It is interesting to note this as a seemingly widely shared interest in the community. i also take note of the fact that M/many have strong tendencies toward spiritual beliefs...not necessarily religion which happens to be more of a political and highly organized nature...but more towards the search for a higher meaning than life here on earth offers O/one. i find it more strikingly pronounced in the southern sector of the country, namely what is widely known as "The Bible Belt", designating a class of P/people W/who are most dedicated to T/their spiritual well-being and for the most part...are His most devoted of souls W/who populate the earth. i, too, am a writer of poetic verse. i have rarely shared my work with A/anyone since the work that i am doing has been in progress for over 17 years time and remains incomplete at present. Yet, i feel compelled to set it here in just a few excerpts of its entirety (spanning 8 pages in length) which have already been put into publication meritoriously. The excerpts will be available for viewing upon the next entry in this journal. |
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Black ~ Pearl Jam
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
Oh, and all I taught her was everything
Oh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be- yeah
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a sun
In somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine....
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Queensryche - Silent Lucidity Lyrics:
Hush now, don't you cry,
Wipe away the teardrop from your eye.
You're lying safe in bed...
It was all a bad dream
Spinning in your head.
Your mind tricked you to feel the pain
Of someone close to you leaving the game
of life.
So here it is, another chance...
Wide awake you face the day.
Your dream is over... or has it just begun?
There's a place I like to hide...
A doorway that I run through in the night.
Relax child, you were there,
But only didn't realize it and you were scared.
It's a place where you will learn
To face your fears, retrace the years
And ride the whims of your mind.
Commanding in another world,
Suddenly you hear and see
This magic new dimension....
I- will be watching over you.
I- am gonna help you see it through.
I- will protect you in the night.
I- am smiling next to you, in Silent Lucidity.
[spoken during solo]
(Visualize your dream)
(Record it in the present tense)
(Put it into a permanent form)
(If you persist in your efforts)
(You can achieve dream control)
(Dream control)
(How's that then, better?)
(Hug me)
If you open your mind for me
You won't rely on open eyes to see.
The walls you built within
Come tumbling down, and a new world will begin.
Living twice at once you learn
You're safe from the pain in the dream domain,
A soul set free to fly......
A round trip journey in your head.
Master of Illusion, can You realize
Your dream's alive, You can be the
guide but...
I- will be watching over you.
I- am gonna help to see it through.
I- will protect you in the night.
I- am smiling next to you.... |
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| Age: 24 |
| Bucharest,
Romania |
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