11/2/2009 4:42:00 AM: The submissive release of the male soul is an alternative to pure mysticism. When serving a Wo=man, postrated and dressed as one, on the floor, attentive to Her Wor(l)ds, the mind empties itself of all suffering, the 7th chackra connected to the absolute Logos of pure thought disappears, slowly the 6th, 5th and 4th chackras of the mind senses fall under hypnosis, the eyes, ears, nose are in rapture, concentrating into the signals coming from Her. It is a mistake to think that the submissive merely adores her but rather sees her as a high priestess. The mystique, artist and dilettante I refer to is a man that understands Women as his yin, his perception is overdevelopped. But what he seeks in the act or submission is not to understand Her Mind as a friend but to put itself in a hierarchy between Her as a Goddess and it as something lower than Her Lower parts. By worshipping Her Feet and Her Ass, during unending hours living in the border of the state of orgasm, the sub pet is tuning with the Creative Orgasm of the Universe, the yin-yang communion of cycles of femenine form and lines of simpler, masculine energy, which will be released only at Her Will. She does command its mystique states. In the Anglosaxon world, where the puritan repression of sex has become bdsm chastity this higher communion is not so common as in the french bdsm world where fluids flow asthe sub becomes a pheromonal pet, addicted to her body. In that journey the mystique ego substitutes the absolute Orgasm of the creative tao for Her fluids, as its body sensations are enhanced and guided by Her smell and voice that connects your chackras focus on the new whole. It is a state of sensual orgasm that lasts for hours as it worships all the apertures of the Goddess and its soul returns to simplest meanings. The mind disappears and cleans itself. Then if ther relationship has progressed also in the vanilla world, it will become again him, and his resurrection will bring his creative soul to more sublime states of connection with the absolute. In the letters of Joyce, Mozart, in the Duino poems, the scherzos of chopin we can feel that mystique sublimation of art after a spiritual crisis with the dommme lover, closer to that of the sufi in front of the immensity of God. But while the absolute Tao never comes closer to us, the Goddess voice touches his heart... B ecause the relationship trascends the body, now the wo=man couple fusions their souls. The submission of the male yang to the female yin is now balanced in those love stories (chopin and sand, nietzsche and lou) with a moment of after talk and intellectual rapture, perhaps over a dinner with wine or with a smoke on the sunset, in which the submissive mystique soul enchants the intelligent Domme with his conversation. Yet she stresses from time to time playfully with a bite a heel touch, an eyelook that while she might enjoy his mind at the end of the journey it will be Her will that will take his. This, of course, ideal romantic trip is however uncommon. In most contacts as days pass the relationship tends to slide into an assimetric state, as the sub is treated with total disrespect of its soul from the beginning. This unchartered journey, most often in Her Place where She is accustomed to treat all slaves as mere meet with a goal, sometimes is true hell, if the sub is retained and the domme doesnt attract him.  But if She is beautiful another state of mind happens, of real annihilation. Under painful strain, bonded, degraded and brutalized the artistic soul dies and the sub becomes truly an insect mind no longer flying but focused constantly into  Herself. soon the artist sub, mouth-strapped, masked, tied in bondage, truly enters a 2nd state of nirvana, its ego has been annihilated by abject humiliation. Nirvana, which is extinction of the self is complete. It is then when the callous Miss realizes this will be also easily broken, skillfully played soon it becomes a sycophant, spontaneously grovelling at her feet to avoid pain, feeling the moods of Her Owners as its own. A violent Mistress  realizing the sub is broken, will push now its Nirvana to absolute nothingness, sissifying it, making it fear Her Painful strikes. She uses it as a waste disposal, doesnt let it to talk, whips it often, establishes protocol, uses it as an atm pig and home appliance; all sign of romanticism gone, the ego broke, the sub is ready to enter a longer slave contract... It will either move with the Owner or host Her in santa monica or barcelona as an attached property to its home, as servant, valet, guide, bitchboy, toylet and all purposes homeboy. Its former life truly ends.Now time and space disappear. The entire cosmos becomes reduce to that home. The presence of Her is overwhelming. As a 'petoylet' it maintains the house clean, cooks, does laundry and run errands for Mistress, it thinks of Her all day long. And though it loves when Mistress, let's petoylet accompany Her as a  friend and then behaves as a normal, cultured artist and gentleman, entairtaining mistress with 'his' charm... She truly has annihilated its soul and making it realize its condition of slave. It has been born again. Now She talks more and all those small details of the woman's wor(l)d, which he used to consider irrelevant now for it, a broken marionette that need Her voice to wind up to life acquire a new light, an sfumatto of delicate taste that fogs any other image of beauty it had ever hold.