heh, I actually have something I wrote prior that seems quite applicable: [edited]
What is the relationship among love, fear, power, and control? First let us define each. We must also define, compare, and contrast the ultimate dance of pleasure interwoven with pain.
Love is a showing of immense and extreme fondness, caring, concern, and valuing of some thing. It is a deep positive feeling.
Fear: An emotional response to threats or danger. Threats and danger are negative impacts on an object’s being.
So here we find a yin and yang. Two emotions that encompass the broad realm of fear and love, some would say the ultimate extremes of human emotion: pleasure and pain.
Pleasure: Is a positive experience.
Pain: Is a negative experience.
Pleasure is commonly experienced by mankind from having love for another and or being loved.
Pain is commonly experienced by mankind from having fear of another or being feared unwillingly.
If one agrees with the above formula, then one would then move to the assumption that if the two cause and effect pairings were switched, to indeed pair pain with love and fear with pleasure, then positive feelings could be gained from both pain and fear.
Power is a measure of an entity’s ability to control the environment around itself, including the behavior of other entities.
To control is to exercise authoritative or dominating influence over; direct.
Trust is a prediction of reliance on an action, based on what a party knows about the other party.
Submission is the act of yielding to some power or authority figure.
So if we can combine all of these, one can gain pain and love and pleasure and fear from submitting the control of their life, or some facets thereof, by trusting in the power of another being.
I have found that a couple can together create love based on fear and pleasure in pain by connecting. So far, me and my favorite specimen of the male gener have made great and ethereal connections mentally, physically, emotionally, and very much so sexually. I now want for us to connect spiritually.
This collaring (insert marriage, dating, obnoxiously cute and obsessive txtings shared interruptively with- even when not asked for or wanted by – friends) ritual symbolizes the linking of our souls, our entities, and our beings into one. Our energies do and will continue to strive to bond on higher and higher levels, where we will form our perceptions of reality with a common mind and common heart. In doing so, I can fully release myself to him.
Holding nothing back means being able to restrain from fear of pain linked with or in the presence of him. I feel comfort, love, protection, and yearning for him at all times, and at all times my collar will be an externally bound symbol of my love, devotion, and trust in him. (My opinions on how this relates to womens tendencies to be labeled by people [regardless of the observant’s own gender] as “clingy” and “whiny”, and in turn, how this works, as can be observed in many current cultures, quite successfully – if “a happy medium exists” in the presense of men who are commonly labeled (in contexts both negative and positive) “aloof” and “mean”. ) ....He will know all I know, and by relinquishing my knowledge of my reality to him, I thereby sacrifice my control on reality. He is now able to reimprint my interpretations of fear and pain, and enables me to receive pleasure from previously painful experiences.
I, myself, will walk as an emblem of our higher love, allowing all to see the twinkle in my eye as I flaunt my ever-living desire to be near him and please him. The constant reminder of my submission will exist in the burning ring around my neck, producing glimpses of his hands there, and smiling about those future occurrences.
My greatest pleasure comes from pleasing him, it turns me on. So now I get the pleasure of constantly living in a state of spiritual excitement, as I know I have secrets shared with him that would make the masses blush and titter. And so it goes, that I will every day be turned inside out, with all of my scars and vulnerabilities exposed like a live nerve, ever anticipating.