chiaThePet
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Absolute power, if it is indeed absolute power, exists no matter the environment It will exist, but my query questions whether or not it is weakened by love. Does love and caring emotion cause pause within the heart of Power? Is it not possible for absolute power to hesitate it's command on the flesh that it so loves and cares for? Is it not possible? Is it not probable? Or can absolute power divorce itself from gathered emotions and freely reign down it's requirements with no fore or afterthought of such? Will absolute power burn into the eyes of a stranger in parallel to those of it's hearts delight? Indifferent, unmoved, inseparable of the two? I feel we should dispense with phrases like "vanilla emotions" and accept the human capacity we all have to feel love and empathy—even to those who may be our slaves. If our power is absolute, a loving stroke shouldn't weaken it. Do we dispense of such phrases because it makes us feel uncomfortable to bring such to the Dominant/submissive table? Does the connotation itself suggest a weakness within absolute power relative to the capacity of love we may give or receive? Many are the applications of should not, but do they come with absolute guarantees of would not? Could they not? The real thief in the night is living a lie. This is a tragic human flaw to which no "lifestyle" is immune. Resisting the popular temptation to eschew the pursuit of truth and instead holding yourself accountable to it is the key to a solid foundation. Are you accountable to your actions? Are you done swimming in abstracts and ready to be honest to yourself, even if it's painful? Do you say what you mean and mean what you say? Are you through with intellectualizing domination and submission to death and ready to live it? When two beings embody that sentiment, the structure is real and will prevail throughout the gamut of life. Living a lie to who's truth? Yours? Mine? Theirs? What is the truth? Is it the voices in this room, in that room, above, below, behind, all chanting the mantra that theirs is the way, the truth, and the right? Is there a popular temptation to avoid the truth and hold one's self accountable to it? Does the desire to learn, to dispel myth, to discard image and ideology which prostitutes, to resist utter acceptance just because, to reach into their minds with query that one could be enlightened and uplifted within expanding knowledge equal the sum of unnaccountability? Am i held accountable for pursuing the wisdom which i yearn to possess that i would be honest to myself? Abstracts exist all around me, it is existing in such which causes me pain and confusion. It is the desire to exist beyond such which causes me to say what i mean, and mean what i say, as i say it. Am i in err to wish to understand all i hunger for, to desire to contain the intellect that i should succeed in brilliance among them, that i would live to the fullest potential of my days at their feet? Or does sentiment remind me of other worlds and resolutions, where sugar is sweet and the moment can be manipulated with the presentation of a rose? Respectfully, chia* (the pet)
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Love is a many splendid sting. You can stick me in the corner, but I'll probably just end up coloring on the walls.
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