MasterOKN

People are elusive beings. You think you know something about someone and presto, you don't. They are wonderfully adaptive, cleverly changeable, and often inscrutable. They are cryptic writings, trapped in the limits of language, and hidden by the metaphor they call themselves, which itself is always evloving...lol. 

There is really no way to know someone unless you are in a conversation with someone that penetrates beyond the surface of what they "let" you know.  Even, then, you have to ask questions, delve deeper, push harder for them to tell you something meaningful. Ah, and they are so good at illusion, word play, and innuendo...lol. If you don't know what I'm talking about, you've never known what it is to try and know a person, in all their wonder, all their confusion, and all that they are, want, wish, dream, wonder, can be, think about, and fantasize....lol. What could be, isn't,. What might be, can. What you see today is gone tomorrow. The dream is real, the action is fiction. The hope is real, the reality is lost in the multiplicity or the imagination.  You say you "know" someone? Yah, okay!

"I met somebody face-to-face and I had to remove my hat. She's everything I need and love, but I can't be swayed by that. It frightens me, the aweful truth of how sweet life can be. But, somebodies got to make a move, I guess it must be up to me."
Bob Dylan, "Up to Me"/Biograph

p.s.
I like what James Hillerman said in "Dreams and the Underworld"
"Mythology is the psychology of antiquity.
And, psychology is the mytholoy of modernity."

He went on to define this as follows.;The more one tries to dissect Man, the more elusive He becomes. Don't we know it...:-) Hum, so "don't speak to fast for the wheels still in spin and the times they are'a chang'in...lol

The echo of something other touches you. It resonates with something inside and draws you out. Out of yourself, pulling and pushing something that's lain dormant so long you'd almost forgot it.

But, now, it's numinous seems to awaken you. You reach out as if it were a tangable object to grasp and hold, but it flickers away, just out of reach. But, it's affect has left one wanting. Wanting more, wanting something other, something that seemed to touch the core of one's being and shatter the self.

You felt in a story, heard it in song, saw it in a photo, painting, or watched it flicker in a poem. It's danced across the stage of the world leaving traces of it's presence. But, self aborbed, one falters and forgets till the next happenstance.

When you're new and exploring BDSM, it's really nice to have some people that are experienced in the lifestyle to talk to and learn from. Thanks M, R&D, and S (the one with the great smile!) for sharing so much and encouraging me to read and learn from great conversation, articles and things like the Loving Dominant. They aren't the end all be all, but they sure are helpful. :-)

Let go into the mystery

Let yourself go

You've got to open up your heart

That's all I know

Trust what I say and do what you're told

Baby, and all your dirt will turn

Into gold

Let go into the mystery

Let yourself go

And when you open up your heart

You get everything you need

Baby there's a way and a mystic road

You've got to have some faith

To carry on

You've got to open up your heart

To the sun

You know he's looking out for you

Cause he's the one

Let go into the mystery

Let yourself go

There is no other place to be

Baby this I know

You've got to dance and sing

And be alive in the mystery

And be joyous and give thanks

And let yourself go

I saw the light of ancient greece

Towards the one

I saw us standing within reach

Of the sun

Let go into the mystery of life

Let go into the mystery

Let go into the mystery

Let yourself go

You've got to open up your arms

To the sun

You know you've got so many charms

It's just begun

Trust what I say and do

What youre told

And surely all your dirt will turn into gold

                           Van Morrions/The Mystery