I often see profiles that express an interest, desire, or demand that a prospective Dom needs to be willing to learn and listen.? I agree.
I'm not a person to jump head-first into a purely physical relationship without some basis beyond that.? I, too, value intelligent conversation, diverse interests, and time spent simply being together.
Too vanilla?? Well, sometimes the vanilla helps make the spices more pungent, the flavors more flavorful.? Hamburger Helper makes steak seem more special.
I'm a writer, a composer, and a skilled woodworker.? I'm a true polymath, and if you don't know what that means, take a second to look it up.? It has nothing to do with poly relationships.? Yes, the rose is wood, and yes, I made it.? It's life-size.
GP
Three new arias completed from Versuche der Liebe, along with most of two acts worth of recit. Some changes, and a CM denizen is even included in one aria. Might post that on Youtube sometime, just not today. It's in German, so it's likely no one hereabouts would much care. It's...the aria...is based upon the legend of die Lorelei, or the mythical (or perhaps not so mythical) Rhein Mädchen.
It won't interest many, but there might be one...or maybe even two. The most recent aria from Versuche der Liebe, and the only one in English. There's a reason for that, but it's not important. Everything else is in German or Italian.
So, for the one person who might be mildly interested...or the one who I wish was...
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Details: The audio is generated by a composition program, so those aren't real strings and other instruments. The words are on the screen, and the melody line is audible. In performance, the melody will only be the actual singing.
While I realize that customs and manners evolve and change, and they are certainly not the same in all countries and places, some things just don't make sense. When someone, even someone you've never met, comments upon your situation...as in "I'm sorry your pet died" or "I hope you heal quickly" (in response to a posting detailing an injury) why don't people respond, even with a simple Thank You? Is it just un-necessary, or what? Even a simple Happy Birthday should warrant basic acknowledgement...at least it did when I was taught manners. Is that all passe now?
Maybe it's funny. Maybe not. I just happened across a profile that includes a journal entry...in bold letters and bright colors that says "Why don't you start by telling the truth!"
What's funny is that the woman lists her age as 99. I don't think she's a day over 50, and quite likely more like mid-30's. If you're going to complain, at least don't do the same thing yourself.
Several years ago I had the wonderful experience of stumbling across a truly wonderful woman. Although it appeared we had few things in common, it turned out to be much different. She was, in my estimation, a wonderful friend, confidant, and...well, just someone truly special. She was a near-match to my interests and intellect, and also a true polymath. Sadly a couple of years ago she essentially disappeared from my life. I know nothing about why that happened. I've often assumed it was something I did, or didn't do...but I have nothing beyond suspicions. In any case, in a few days she will have another birthday, and I wish her the best.
Es gibt einen Platz in mir wo Ihre Fingerabdrücke noch stillstehen, Ihre Küsse bleiben noch zurück und Ihr Flüstern hallt weich wieder.
Es der Platz in dem ein Teil von Ihnen ist wohnen werden für immer ein Teil meiner Seele.
Regarding a pending birthday (not mine)...
I prithee send me back my heart, Since I cannot have thine; For if from yours you will not part, Why, then, shouldst thou have mine?
As soon as forever is through, I'll be over you.
Best wishes...such as they are.
The first of 9 Arias more or less completed. It's a bit too autobiographical, but it fits in the scheme of things. I think. Now onward to a duet that ultimately becomes a sex or septet. Something like that.
Sometimes it seems truly strange how life circles about. With a libretto completed (more or less) I find myself back at the keyboard composing. It's much different than writing a Requiem, but equally rewarding...I think. I guess we shall see. Versuche der Liebe. How ironic.
I hope everyone who believes in the Hallmark holidays has a great day.
Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.
Have a safe and happy Silvester. "The same procedure as every year, James" and let das Bleigießen begin.
Wishing everyone a wonderful Weihnachten (Christmas) and may you find your dreams nestled warmly under the tree.
Meine Liebe!
Ich werde meine Liebe!
Ich werde meine Freiheit!
Ich werde meine Rache!
Er wind bedauern sein Angebot!
Er wird an diesen Tag erinnern...für immer!
Just a snippet from an opera. It happens to fit here too.
Progress, I guess. Book III of the trilogy is completed, though subject to additional editing. It can't be released until Book II is finished.
On a much different front, a portion of the newest libretto is complete. In German. At least one person will never believe I could do that...but it's done. Some of the score is also done.
Well, although it matters not to anyone here, I'm happy to announce that the first book in the Berlin trilogy is now in print. Book II and III are coming along. Maybe someday soon. In November the second book in the Devon McHenry series will be done too.
Are we responsible for the mess we leave behind? Can we trample through the garden and simply assume that somehow the flowers will be replaced and/or repaired. Do we simply march onward, and never give a thought to looking back? Should we simply expect to be forgiven, or are we supposed to earn that?
Happy Mother's Day to everyone. I hope the children you have borne bring you joy and happiness every day.
Back in Germany for a few weeks. Quite possibly the last time. Berlin for a few more days, and then Köln/Leverkeusen for the remainder. The books aren't writing themselves, and some days are a real struggle.
Spent part of yesterday touring (again) the Spandau Zitedelle. Wonderful place, with much history. Too bad they don't seem to have had a dungeon in that castle. Sigh!
The key is to always be searching, but never for something in particular. Having an open mind means that anything can happen by, and perhaps stay. Maybe life will surprise you.
That's the key. Doing that is something entirely different, especially when it comes to a relationship. That's much more difficult, especially when your mind is filled and consumed by someone who simply won't leave. Self-inflicted terror is the worst kind.
In a few days it will be her birthday. Of course, I'm supposed to forget about that, but...I don't want to. Regardless of anything else, i hope she has a happy day.
My latest book was released on Saturday. Although it's non-fiction, and different from my more usual writing, I'm pretty happy about it.
I wish everyone a wonderful new year. Sadly, I shall not be joining you in the Year's End celebration, for this year included a thorough crushing that I shall never forget. I know that probably sounds far too wussy for a Dom to admit, but, believe it or not, some of us have true feelings and emotions also.
I am what I am, and feel no need to apologize.
Anyway, here's hoping everyone gets the spanking/whipping they so seriously desire.
GP
Is it somehow wrong to wish the joys of the season to someone who walked out on you? Is it wrong to hope they have happy holidays, regardless of what they did to yours? If you send them a card, should they refuse it, simply because it came from you?
Are forgiving and forgeting intrinsically linked?
Thanks to my buddies. The Dragons of the Delta! Eight deployed, and eight returned. We came back as different men, but, thankfully, intact. A few scars, and a lot of memories. Now there are six. Thanks, guys, for helping me come home too.
NaNoWriMo has arrived again. If you're not familiar with it, that's short for National Novel Writing Month, specifically the month of November, and the challenge is to write 50,000 words during the month, the average length for a short novel.
Now, some people join and write pure garbage. That's okay, because the point is to write. Quality isn't measured, just output. Why? Historically wanna-be writers will write a few pages, start editing those pages, and never move on. This "contest" specifically encourages you to write without regard to quality. Only quantity counts. Edit some other time...not now.
This is my fifth year, and I've "won" every year. This time I'm going back to the trilogy about Berlin, and (hopefully) completing the whole thing. I'm breaking bending the rules a little in that I'm editing some of the existing work as I write the missing pieces. That's fine. I'll still make the target goal, and then some.
At the end of the first two days, I've written a bit over 5000 new words, and edited nearly 30,000. It's a long and very detailed series of books...something like LotR in scope.
As a diversion...or a break...I come here to see who might have appeared.
GP
There are many ways to create or inflict pain.? We probably all know of the usual methods...the whip, the flogger, the paddle, or even the bare hand.? There are endless variations.
There is, however, another method, more insidious, and ultimately more lasting.? Mental anguish, not just the stress of bondage, can leave scars that last, sometimes forever.? It can be created accidentally, but often it's relatively intentional.? It's the ultimate act of dominance, but unfortunately, often inflicted upon an unwilling partner.? No one, submissive or otherwise, deserves such abuse.
I've lost two co-workers to cancer this week.? One was quite young.? They were the kind of people you hope you get to know in life, and the souls you miss most when they're gone.? It's been a really tough week, and it's only Wednesday.
A surprise (apparently).? Not all Doms measure a woman's attractiveness by the size of her breasts.? Hey, boobies are nice, and fun to play with, but they don't really define the personality of the woman who sports them.
After waiting a full week, I finally made it to Germany.? It's been a good trip so far, although I'm missing one thing I truly wish could happen.? It won't.? I'm quite sure of that, but...I can still wish.
After a week in Berlin, a couple days in Hannover, and a day exploring Goslar, I'm now in K?Leverkusen.? Beautiful weather, although darn windy today.
Got a little writing done, but there's always more to do.
CP
I'm not impressed with a certain volcano in Iceland.? I'm supposed to fly on Sunday, and it's looking rather grim.? Setting aside the money side...which isn't inconsiderable, I have some appointments that I can't remake.? Not happy.? Not happy at all.
I'm thinking I'll be setting up shop at SEATAC and living on vending machine food, while my tickets on the bahn and hotel go wasted...no refund from them folks!
This may not be news to anybody, but for what it's worth (darn little) I'm going to share anyway.
Men, even Doms, can get hurt.? Although we're supposed to hide that, sometimes it's hard to do that.? Contrary to common beliefs, we have feelings too.? Real emotional ones.
It's easy to dismiss them...I guess.? Oh well....
In 1745 a Scottish soldier for Bonnie Prince Charlie was captured and condemned to death.? On the night before his execution, he wrote to his girlfriend, writing the lines that became one of Scotland's most famous folk songs.
Listen carefully as a true man shares his feelings.
Just a wish for a wonderful St Valentine's Day to everyone.? BTW, did you know that according to legend (or myth) the original Valentine was written from jail, just before his execution?
I've got a heavy weekend of writing scheduled, with the vague hope that I'll finish the first draft.? It's possible.? However, I also received a new email, and that makes me very happy.? I think I may have discovered a delightful lady.
Spent the weekend sitting and editing my latest book.? Slow going, but I did get more than 30K words finished.? Only one interruption, and that was an email I'd been hoping to receive.? Good stuff too.
Okay, ladies.? Collectively you seem to want it both ways, and that just doesn't work.? On one hand, almost every one of you complains that you get "cut and paste" responses, addressed to "Dear slut" along with pictures of the Dom's equipment.? You say you don't like those responses.? You also say you don't like the ones that can't spell or string together a simple sentence, or responses that clearly don't match your profile information and desires.
However, collectively you also seem to be unwilling or unable to respond, even with a polite "No, thank you" to messages that are thoughtful, well constructed, and reflect the things you identified in your profile.
You can't have it both ways!
I must admit I'm a bit amused...and slightly disappointed.? The journals and profiles of submissives (females) are filled with comments about the types of responses they receive from some Doms.? Form letters, abusive demands, expectations of immediate submission are (apparently) commonplace.
While I can easily understand those feelings when such a response is received, I find it disappointing that when a response is sent that is not "cut and paste", that is nothing more than a gentle and polite introduction, or that suggests an avenue wherein two people with similar interests might begin to explore their possibilities, there is no response and silence.
I guess, in truth, it really doesn't much matter how the Dom responds.? If so, why bother to place your profile in the first place?
Spent the day editing.? Made some progress.? I also received some news.? Another commission in the shop, and a commission for a Requiem.? It's not due for more than a year, but it will likely take that long.
I hope everyone had a great New Years Day.? Maybe the year will live up to our desires and dreams.
Got a surprise today.? Three new commissions.? I'll be busy I guess.
I suppose it's sounds very "wussy" for a Dom to admit that losing a friendship hurts.? Doms are supposed to be bigger (and tougher) than that, right?? Well, I've recently lost a very important part of my life, and that hurts.? I'll admit that.
Dunno exactly what happened, and that makes it even worse.? I'll survive, but Christmas this year wasn't quite the same without her around.? I wish her only the best, but...I still can feel the pain.
Have a wonderful Christmas
I've spent the last couple of weeks working on commissions in the shop.? Tomorrow they'll all be done, although I have others in the queue.
Years ago I read an article in Playboy that said Christmas Day was not just the day we commonly think of for celebrations, it was also the day when there were more suicides than any other single day.? Sitting here listening to Chanticleer sing beautiful Christmas music, I think I can see why that is true.
Hopefully you are having a wonderful Christmas season with your family.
