Submission as Innocence

I’ve used this lovely von Gloeden photograph before.

I wish I could bring together some of the things I’ve written elsewhere about this. That was part of my goal when I first began archiving my life online.

Anyway …

• Burdened - if you’ll forgive me this bourgeois complaint - by knowledge of how nasty and complicated life is for many I seek simplicity in some things. What do an old Mickey Rooney musical comedy and a contemporary slasher movie have in common? Their avoidance of the plausible.
• The most delicious part of D/s is when your brain shuts up. You are owned because nothing within you wants to resist. Given my own interior fussiness my distance from myself it surprises me how often people never seem to find that sweet spot of surrender. They seem to impose no end of needless complication on themselves.
• I pursue the naïve in popular culture because I’m tired of knowing.
• It is a psychological crime that sexuality is always presented as anything but innocent. Adam ate that apple and suddenly felt bad that he was nude. Is there a better indictment of religion?
• In deepest submission I surrender my judgment. It is another entry into innocence.