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By *oubyLover OP Woman
over a year ago
East Yorkshire |
A quote from The Prophet someone pointed me towards. It may say it's about love however I read the foundations of a D/s dynamic into it.
When love beckons to you, follow him
Though his ways are hard and steep
And when his wings enfold you yield to him
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you
And when he speaks to you believe in him
Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you
Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning
Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself
He threshes you to make you naked
He sifts you to free you from your husks
He grinds you to whiteness
He kneads you until you are pliant
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast
Oh my...I feel a little flush...and not just on my face...  |
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over a year ago
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"A quote from The Prophet someone pointed me towards. It may say it's about love however I read the foundations of a D/s dynamic into it.
When love beckons to you, follow him
Though his ways are hard and steep
And when his wings enfold you yield to him
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you
And when he speaks to you believe in him
Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you
Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning
Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself
He threshes you to make you naked
He sifts you to free you from your husks
He grinds you to whiteness
He kneads you until you are pliant
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast
Oh my...I feel a little flush...and not just on my face... "
I’m with you on the flushing |
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By *oubyLover OP Woman
over a year ago
East Yorkshire |
"There is another passage, it’s not from Almeara??? About something like “talk to me about passion”
Gosh I’m going to have to revisit the book now !!!"
Your soul is oftentimes a battlefield, upon which your reason and your judgment wage war against your passion and your appetite.
Would that I could be the peacemaker in your soul, that I might turn the discord and the rivalry of your elements into oneness and melody.
But how shall I, unless you yourselves be also the peacemakers, nay, the lovers of all your elements?
Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafaring soul. If either your sails or your rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas.
For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.
Therefore let your soul exalt your reason to the height of passion, that it may sing;
And let it direct your passion with reason, that your passion may live through its own daily resurrection, and like the phoenix rise above its own ashes.
Yep this resonates too - a peacemaker in my soul...oh my |
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By *icentiousCouple
over a year ago
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"There is another passage, it’s not from Almeara??? About something like “talk to me about passion”
Gosh I’m going to have to revisit the book now !!!
Your soul is oftentimes a battlefield, upon which your reason and your judgment wage war against your passion and your appetite.
Would that I could be the peacemaker in your soul, that I might turn the discord and the rivalry of your elements into oneness and melody.
But how shall I, unless you yourselves be also the peacemakers, nay, the lovers of all your elements?
Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafaring soul. If either your sails or your rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas.
For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.
Therefore let your soul exalt your reason to the height of passion, that it may sing;
And let it direct your passion with reason, that your passion may live through its own daily resurrection, and like the phoenix rise above its own ashes.
Yep this resonates too - a peacemaker in my soul...oh my "
Thank you lady |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Catullus is my favourite
Odi et amo. quare id faciam, fortasse requiris?
nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.
(There are varying translations but I love this one...)
I love and hate, it hurts. And if you ask me why I cannot say. But I feel my very senses rooted in eternal torture |
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By *oubyLover OP Woman
over a year ago
East Yorkshire |
"Catullus is my favourite
Odi et amo. quare id faciam, fortasse requiris?
nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.
(There are varying translations but I love this one...)
I love and hate, it hurts. And if you ask me why I cannot say. But I feel my very senses rooted in eternal torture"
I like it
Some people have a deep need to feel and only pain will satisfy the intensity desired |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Oh Catullus was intense alright. He was completely obsessed with this woman Lesbia and wrote loads of poems about her, getting darker as she rejected him. And I thought some messages I got in here after turning guys down was bad!:
I send Lesbia this valediction,
succinctly discourteous:
live with your three hundred lovers
open your legs to them all (simultaneously)
lovelessly dragging the guts out of each of them
each time you do it,
blind to the love I had for you
once, and that you, tart, wantonly crushed
as the passing plough-blade slashes the flower
at the field's edge.
Oh he also wrote a poem to two men that had offended him, beginning and ending with the glorious line...
"I will sodomise and facefuck you"
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By *oubyLover OP Woman
over a year ago
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"Oh Catullus was intense alright. He was completely obsessed with this woman Lesbia and wrote loads of poems about her, getting darker as she rejected him. And I thought some messages I got in here after turning guys down was bad!:
I send Lesbia this valediction,
succinctly discourteous:
live with your three hundred lovers
open your legs to them all (simultaneously)
lovelessly dragging the guts out of each of them
each time you do it,
blind to the love I had for you
once, and that you, tart, wantonly crushed
as the passing plough-blade slashes the flower
at the field's edge.
Oh he also wrote a poem to two men that had offended him, beginning and ending with the glorious line...
"I will sodomise and facefuck you"
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I'm sure that blokes on fab  |
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By (user no longer on site)
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"Oh Catullus was intense alright. He was completely obsessed with this woman Lesbia and wrote loads of poems about her, getting darker as she rejected him. And I thought some messages I got in here after turning guys down was bad!:
I send Lesbia this valediction,
succinctly discourteous:
live with your three hundred lovers
open your legs to them all (simultaneously)
lovelessly dragging the guts out of each of them
each time you do it,
blind to the love I had for you
once, and that you, tart, wantonly crushed
as the passing plough-blade slashes the flower
at the field's edge.
Oh he also wrote a poem to two men that had offended him, beginning and ending with the glorious line...
"I will sodomise and facefuck you"
I'm sure that blokes on fab "
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