ChatteParfaitt
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Joined: 3/22/2011 From: The t'aint of the Midwest -- Indiana Status: offline
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I've been watching this thread, b/c it's a topic close to my heart. In my years on this planet, I have been all over the place with the term "slave." For it, against it, wanting to redefine it, seeing it as a word which changes according to who uses it. Some examples are: "slave to love" or "slave to music" or "slave to <insert your passion here.>" So when you ask, what does it really mean to be a slave, the answer is what it means for that individual slave. Please realize, I do not on this forum self identify as slave. This would confuse people greatly. The term slave tends to smack of being so internally enslaved that you do not retain the personal wherewithall to leave. A slave is property. As such, you can't just run away. It's a mind set. It's an emotional state. As I type this, I have to say:. I am slave. I need him. My mindset and emotional state are such I cannot envision a life w/o him. He did not "acquire" me through cruelty or punishment, he is one of the sweetest men on the planet. He did it through great emotional leadership. We are bonded in a way that is hard to explain in text. I live to please him, to serve him. This doesn't lessen me; it enhances me. In many ways it is sexual, but for us it is so far beyond the sexual, it is the spiritual, the cerebral (we are both hugely cerebral). It sounds trite to say we complete each other. We met in our 40s, both of us could have lived out our lives fine having never met each other. Together, we make a stronger whole, and we do that by one stepping forward, one stepping back. I step back. That is slave to me. We now return to our regularly scheduled program.
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