the compleat slave pg.117

The Compleat Slave Pg117

Young master , it seems I have offened group of cyber entities , as if life here on this screen is real , or atleast it has become that way for all to many of us . like anything to much of a good thing goes bad . Page 117 half way down the paragraph starts with……UNFORTUNATELY
“ I was going to write “ too many masters “ but the truth is even one is too many “

how true is that ! one of the best parts of that whole book . The whole ILLUSION of the poser and a fahsionalbe game , that realy revolves around the desries of the subbie ! She manipulates the male into becoming what is not in his truest of instinctual natures …. To be the loving Dom. , the pentrator yes of course that is why our dicks become engorged and erect to enable pentration of a human designed to submit to that pentration . But also the male of protection and security , of guidance and livelyhood ……

( oooh it is a fucking rainy day so I can not be out side , the house is clean , the GF away seeing family and I am tiered of listenting to the trees talk with the birds , I need to distract myself from thinking about my son , sure as fuck don’t want to go drinking just to be social )

Slavehood ,,, hmmm I found the whole scene to be just that a scene , that distracted me form the reality of a world gone … un instinctual …. Is this what humanity has and is becoming …OK , alternatives are great ! the unlimited expression of the infinte .

But what about that lost voice in your mind , that questions you on occasion to , why am I seeking this game ? do you hear it any more that voice ? or have you become connected to UNREALITY . that is it is REAL . more real than the air and the dirt and the trees and birds and the sounds of children playing the talk of friends and the touch of a human , for I know all to well that many many people on this tool called the internet are here almost all their free time . To the point they forget that a reality can nad does exisit outside of the games stemeing from the stories and fairy tales and fantasies of this box of electric flashing lights .

What about , touching the earth once more , depending not on the paycheck of a corporation …. Or totally depending on the food sourced from a store or power from a wire that dirties up the view of the sky .

What about not judgeing yourself based on the possessions you won or titles you claim to use to describe yourself . ahhhh MASTER/slave a game played till one or the other gets tired , or says NO . end of game .

We humans have become so distant from reality , do you even know what is real for you the human animals ? do you care ? or is the next excape the next MASTER , the next drug , the next movie , the next better job , the next car , the next CREATION is that where you are in that creation ……. Or in the ZEN of listenting to the birds talk with the trees ?
( aaahhhh but is old school and boring , not at all fashionable and niether is www.instinctualism.org )