How can one possibly write briefly about Bdsm and the plethora of arts, symbolism, rich history and eros that it evokes?
At a certain point words simply fail. Despite the physicality of much of the sadomasochistic arts for example, these acts remain profoundly psychological..that is the desire to engage finds its genesis in the body/mind/soul self..
S/m IS an art form. D/s is IS intimately relational and pyscho/emotional.
The mind is theatre, Bdsm is theatre and those of us who taste and become more than here on a seasonal pass..have a capacity for imagination and a desire to have that capacity fed in ways perhaps others lack..
Some of us are adrenalin junkies, some of us find deep nurture in this world, some of us have a penchant for outside the box self expression, a driving need to convey to others and to mirror to self the originality that arises from our cores..
Many of us approach this theatre from all these angles.
Whatever our original portal into this world was..whether whispers of persuasions and tastes in childhood or discoveries thru involvments as adults..discoveries of something wanting in our relationships or discoveries of deep satisfactions previously unknown, Once awakened, it becomes a journey of self as unique, of self as social being, of mores and values, and choice and appetite.
Our appetites change as we evolve, and our appetites change with age.
In midlife, there seems a stopping point, a transition for many, a reawakening of the sexual identity questions that first emerged in adolescence, typically..
and the world of Bdsm spreads before us, expotentially increasing our capacities to find nuance and art form in the expression of our erotic selves beyond the normative vanilla scripting.
Why do so many keep what is essentially a photo journal here?
We could claim narcsissm, or exhibitionism as defined by current sociomedical techofuks, but I think something else is at play …
We live in a culture soaked in sexual imagery as commodity..sex as a means to sell..something else, product X or product Y.
It is NOT expression of sexuality for its own erotic sake…
We are surrounded by sex, and yet, we are a curiously desexualized culture, irony there, the true longing, that to express our sexual selves simply for the joy and pleasures, dark and light of such expression untied to commodification is a radical act, an act of taking back our eros as unfettered, free and innately OURS.
True eros IS untameable, and like art rather than science, it is messy, capricious, unpredictable, and dangerous.
It contains the mysteries of birth, death, liminal passageways, initiations, rites, esoteric mastery.
D/s and S/m’s powerful and haunting pull are hard to explain to the uniniated or unawakened..perhaps those that make it here to this world and take up residence have a deeper need to dream while awake, the stuff of nightmares AND rapture, the transformational..
Perhaps from the outside we are shunned as evil or outcasts because it is so powerful opening Pandora’s box, and like all that is innately spiritual and radical there have always been those who would seek to contain and control the mystical..
Simply because you cannot OWN mystical experience, you cannot force it, it is power spitting in so called power’s face..
Just some thoughts from the cat. Have a great day..thoughts back on this musing?
I'd love for you to engage me with YOUR ideas on this..