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My idea is that every specific body strives to become master over all space and to extend its force (--its will to power:) and to thrust back all that resists its extension. But it continually encounters similar efforts on the part of other bodies and ends by coming to an arrangement ("union") with those of them that are sufficiently related to it: thus they then conspire together for power. And the process goes on--

~Nietzsche~

A taste of me (pain)

The visions inside my mind

Fight to come on every breath

But I have to keep them hidden

Or the world may seek my death

I cannot help these things I see

Every time I close my eyes

Look who I am, look where I’ve been

It should come as no surprise

For I’ve been around the world

Done things others wouldn’t do

They made me who I am

And they told me what to do

I would never hurt you

Says the spider to the fly

But once you’re in my web

All you can do is cry

Now don’t misunderstand me,

I don’t want a ps, just waiting on her ledge

I’d prefer to have a pain virgin

And then take her to my edge

My edge is farther than you’ve been

And farther than you’ll go

Without me you won’t find it

But if you beg me I’ll go slow

Because what fun is the pain

When it happens way too fast

Our ecstasy is over

But follow me, I’ll make it last

I can find the limits of anyone

No matter what they’re called

What I like the best are no-limit slaves

For they don’t know the world at all

This is a taste of my pain side

So you better think things through

Just thought you’d like to know

Before I become Master over you

"Make it a point to do something every day that you don't want to do. This is the golden rule for aquiring the habit of doing your duty without pain." ~Mark Twain~

Through A New Master's Eyes

Perhaps you think I have nothing to offer

Just because I'm new

If you knew my life experience 

It would be good enough for you

Do you think that I don't know 

What a Master's supposed to be

Do you think that I'm a joke

Cause this is not a game to me

Webster's defines a Master 

As a person who owns a slave

And I have seen my share of Masters

Who think its just making people behave

So to truly know my mind

All I need is just one chance

Because my definition of a Master/slave relationship

Would be described best as a dance

I lead you to your limits

This requires trust

You have to follow me

So my patience is a must

I don't mold you into what I want 

But I let you just become

The thing that you were born to be

Not just my servant or my slave but you will be my one

Oh the time will come for discipline

As everyone has to learn

But it's never out of anger

It's to give you the knowledge for which you yearn

I may not have years of experience

But what does experience really mean

When you take on a new fledgling each is different

They are not made by machines

The job of the Master is to guide

The fledgling's is to become

If I do my job well

Then her submission will make us one

I don't want a fake submission

I want it to be whole

If she has truly submitted to me

Then I will have her soul