Blog : Happiness

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3/10/2017 5:26 am

Happiness

What is happiness?

(Warning! This blogpost contains emotions and cultural referencces.)

As a conscious person my belief is that happiness is nothing but the moment and living the moment.

EXPERIENCING HAPPINESS WITH SOMEONE: when you are really close to someone, and you say the same words together, when there is the feeling nothing matters only the other one for each other.

Like in True romance (1993, directed by Tony Scott) PatriciaArquett keep saying ’you’re so cool’ in the final scene of the movie.

Happiness means that you make me so happy, I would jump to the deep, hand in hand. Like Thelma and Louise (1991, directed by Ridley Scott).

EXPERIENCING HAPPINESS ALONE: when you are in full harmony with yourself, in peace with all your possibilites and limits. I do know, life is series of moments, and I am living, experiencing this second with all the peace and harmony, knowing that the world around me is nothing but a dream.

As Ghostdog told it (1999, directed by Jim Jarmusch)

„It is a good viewpoint to see a world as a dream. When you have something like a nightmare, you will wake up and tell yourself it was only a dream. It is said that the world we live in is not a bit different from this.”

I lost my (I thought then one and only) love 5 yrs ago. Since then I have been single.

Why?
Because my heart was not open for a longer period and I didn’t want to trick anyone.
But I had numerous BDSM experiences in the past 5 yrs.

I believe I have a whole personality, I don’t need my ’other half’. I want another whole personality, to share my moments I described above.

Why do I want someone? Why is it so hard to find love?

My tragedy is myself. I am a pansexual and sapiosexual, hopelessly romantic, sadistic lifestyle dominant woman, tied by BDSM for a life.
I want a special person in my life. Especially submissive, but I don’t care if he/she will be a fetishist, or switch if he/she is my little slave for my life. I want him/her to find it natural that he/she kneels down when he/she is taking off my shoes, opens the door of the car for me, licks my toes, enjoys my slaps, prepares a hot bath for me…I want him/her to understand and wish all my sexual wishes, to understand that a dominant has feelings too. He/she has to know and recognize that I am a dominant but sensitive woman who will listen to him/her, that we can share every thoughts. Because sharing makes us real partners in life, not only lovers but friends too.

I want to feel this, when he/she is not with me: (Nick Cave’s Into my arms, Nick Cave’s Breathless).

I want to feel myself when I kiss him/her (Kiss by Philipp Glass)

And I want to watch together my favorite oper (Swan lake) on our anniversary.

guitoniy1 42M

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3/11/2017 8:57 am

Happiness is but a passage between two different emotions. Happiness can only exist after the excitement of an encounter, if the encounter turns in favor of people, if they understand each other, appreciate each other and more, then happiness will gradually take hold. But as everything has an end, one day, most of the time, the relationship grows fatter and happiness gradually, just as it has come, goes to other heavens, to meet other people who Will experience similar emotions. For the former, happiness is gone when it is only beginning for the latter.

VirginiaGL replies on 3/13/2017 4:25 am:
You are right. Everything has it end.

Once in Persia reigned a king,
Who upon a signet ring
Carved a maxim strange and wise,
When held before his eyes,
Gave him counsel at a glance,
Fit for every change and chance:
Solemn words, and these were they:
'EVEN THIS WILL PASS AWAY."

Trains, of camel through the sand
Brought him gems from Samarcand;
Fleets of galleys over the seas
Brought him pearls to rival these,
But he counted little gain,
Treasures of the mine or main;
'What is wealth?' the king would say
"EVEN THIS WILL PASS AWAY."

'Mid the pleasures of his court
At the zenith of their sport,
When the palms of all his guests
Burned with clapping at his jests,
Seated midst the figs and wine,
Said the king: 'Ah, friends of mine,'
Pleasure comes but not to stay,
"EVEN THIS WILL PASS AWAY."

Woman, fairest ever seen
Was the bride he crowned as queen,
Pillowed on the marriage-bed
Whispering to his soul, he said
"Though no monarch ever pressed
Fairer bosom to his breast,
Mortal flesh is only clay!
'EVEN THIS WILL PASS AWAY."

Fighting on the furious field,
Once a javelin pierced his shield,
Soldiers with a loud lament
Bore him bleeding to his tortured side,
'Pain is hard to bear," he cried,
But with patience, day by day,
EVEN THIS WILL PASS AWAY.'

Towering in a public square
Forty cubits in the air,
And the king disguised, unknown,
Gazed upon his sculptured name,
And he pondered, "What is fame?'
Fame is but a slow decay!
"EVEN THIS WILL PASS AWAY."

Struck with palsy, sore and old,
Waiting at the gates of gold,
Said he with his dying breath
'Life is done, but what is Death?"
Then as answer to the king
Fell a sunbeam on his ring;
Showing by a heavenly ray,
"EVEN THIS WILL PASS AWAY."


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