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UPDATE: Revised caption (see comments)
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Astrology is a funny thing. Developed at a time when the constellations were indeed constant, immutable fixtures in the sky, today we understand how a simple voyage through the stars would change our perception of relative positions, reducing their absolute meaning to nothing.
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It is indeed a very funny thing. Often abused and misused to explain things in the here and now, its true value lies in the cultural deposit of our civilization. As our ancestors moved from place to place, or traversed generations through time, the stars did not change. They served a valuable purpose for many thousands of years: from navigation to storytelling; from agriculture to architecture; from commerce to religion.
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I am often fascinated by the range of views on this topic. On the one hand, astrology is our guide through history. If you do not understand the stars, then you really do not understand why people did the things they did, from the very large to the insignificant. On the other hand, we still amuse ourselves with things like horoscopes, as if we forgot that the earth revolves around the sun, the universe is expanding, etc, etc, etc.
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I do like to mock such people who take astrology too seriously, but likewise admonish those who do not take it seriously enough. It is like our conception of god. To me, they are essentially the same: powerful sources of influence and inspiration; entirely invented by humans; useful evolutionary tools that are no longer relevant; archaic concepts that say more about ourselves than “objective” reality.
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I cannot recall the exact figure, but for the past 20,000 to 200,000 years, basic human physiology has not changed. Our bodies are “designed” to be active and crave certain foods, which wrecks havoc in our contemporary urban lifestyles (this is one of the things that causes me to believe that genetic manipulation and technological modification of our bodies is inevitable, but I digress). Similarly, we are “programmed” to attach higher meaning to external events, even though the impetus for doing so has long since departed.
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So what does this have to do with sexual perversion? Good question. Let me turn the tables a bit and look at science for a moment. Despite its noble aims and failsafe methods, it depends on theory to make the connection between observable phenomena and predictable truth. Somewhere in that equation comes the human element. We are part of the universe as much as any concrete system, but we act as though we do not really belong, as if we were some divine observer, separate and removed.
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We try so hard to be objective or impartial, but that is impossible. One way or another, our human instinct will make itself heard. Take the Big Bang Theory: an orgasmic explosion at the start of time, a cosmic birth. How does this not smell fishy? As more mysterious constructs begin to emerge, I think people are finally starting to realize that the nature of the universe does not necessarily align with our own unconscious fears and desires. Still, I suspect that once String Theory and all its various incarnations play themselves out, we will still find our human bias somewhere deep inside, manipulating our most fundamental perceptions and assumptions
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We are sexual creatures. It is through our sexuality that we connect with the world and come to terms with ourselves and its broader meaning. What you say about your sexuality says a lot about who you are, as a person. Are you at peace with the world, do you find it simple and predictable? Is it complex and multifaceted, mysterious and unfathomable? I suspect we would have more luck understanding the basic forces of nature than why I want to wear a leather corset.
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As I write this, a couple of very interesting comments have arrived on my previous posting. The first is from subtlyamiss, who has absolutely no right being so intelligent and articulate at half my age. It goes to show that education, age and experience are such minor factors, if not deterrents, for understanding the subtleties of existence. The second is from Ayesha, who rightfully states that life is for enjoying, and we are ultimately answerable to none but ourselves.
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I do think that probing questions (that’s a nice, neutrally-charged adjective) can be a healthy and invigorating exercise, much in the spirit that subtlyamiss takes it, but we have to appreciate that it is just a game and should not to be taken too seriously. It is natural to search for answers, but we will never really find any to our satisfaction. We have to learn to accept who are, and make the best of this one life we are given.
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Well, I sure don’t have the answer, that’s for certain. All I have is some amusing little caps. I hope you like this next one… I wrote it just for you!
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14 comments:
The man in ur "amusing little caps" is even more stupid than the stupid woman he's ridiculing. A fine example of how the fascinating Bimbo-concept was corrupted and raped from it's delicious essense, by pseudo macho men and their giggling followers.
Oh and for all u morons out there, learn this: A passionate Bimbo pukes by the thought of a sugar daddy.
Tsk. Yes, Brenda this is a good cap, but perhaps an explicit irony signal or a TG prelude would have been advisable.
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Brenda darling, a fantastic cap! Of course the reader is male and the reader is Michelle and not her (its?) unnamed master. That saves the story perhaps --- but the reader has to know that already! Shouldn't a cap include its presuppositions? If the cap includes the fact that the male reader is Michelle it can act as disturbing propaganda (somehow). (Could you change that last line to sth like "It was a rhetorical question Mike, uh 'Michelle', ..."?)
There is definitely something very human about science and especially religion (esp Christianity). And there's definitely something diabolical about the inhuman perfection of the natural world (esp discrete mathematics). A lot of material for good substantial caps: meaty, firm, ...
Brenda you are blooming in these last few posts. I am so happy for you. I have decided to step out as b7ossom. I am working out whether to be a sub or a Dom, or whether I can be both.
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Tralalalala.....bum..bum....bummer. Another misguided one has hit the slavery deck, meandering the premises, whether to be a sub (grrrrr......i truly hate that word), or a Dom (yeah.....never forget the caps when playing vanilla d/s folks), or......conveniently having his cake and eat it too, by deciding to be both, hahahaha. Picture it: Dom B7ossum is whipping the living daylights out of sub b7ossum in one unequalled superb autoerotic encounter. Wonderful, marvelous, and crappy.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tdLwbdfINnU
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Well, there is first for everything, and let nobody say that I am unaffected by criticism (I put the "perve" into "impervious"... okay, I'm getting a sick of that joke, too). Anyway, I took your comments to heart and revised my cap. What can I say? I wrote it when I was feeling experimental, but who am I to break from the genre?
Perhaps I should have revised the body of my post, as well. It seems to have brought an otherwise lively discussion to a standstill. A victim of my own ego, to be sure... but fret not. I think my next will return us to more titillating topics.
Thanks to you all. As for everyone else... wake up!
It was a sexy cap, and it still is. "To have or to be" ... difficult choice.
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I didn't get a chance to see the previous cap, but I'm always a fan of your work. This 'edited version' is great, as usual. I love the "nobody cares what you think" line - I got a laugh out of that.
But I love that kind of dismissive attitude. It really emphasizes the transformee's helplessness, how they're nothing but a toy to be molded at someone else's will. Seems like that's one of the hallmarks of your caps. Abuse of power, disregard of other people. Awesome.
Still only fit to be soon transported to a stinking landfill. Very soon!
@Ayesha: If you do not like my work, you are more than welcome to share your opinions. All I expect is a small measure of respect for me and my readers. I would politely ask you to rephrase your recent comment in a manner more suitable for response.
I never change what i mean. Maybe ur work, as u call it, is appealing to some around here, but in fact is offensive to women in general, whether it is meant as a joke or not! If i would meet a man, or a woman, like portrayed in ur latest work, as u call it, in r/l, i assure u, he/she wouldn't even get the time to regret his/her appalling behavior.
Btw,u want respect? Then start by not being disrespectful to my gender!
In Brenda's defense, this isn't a blog dedicated to breaking through gender stereotypes, preserving realism, or any other similar cause. It's an escapist blog, and explores a fantasy that's beyond the limits of the "real" world. Most of us come here to get away, to let our minds drift, and these caps do an excellent job of taking us to that fantasy world.
The key word is *fantasy*. This isn't a social commentary; I'm sure few of us live our daily lives like these caps, or even imagine this as the ideal society. But here, where we're free to wonder and explore, these caps push our buttons...and they do it in a harmless way. Many of us, actually, idealize and glorify women. What's the saying, "Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery"? I think that's a relevant saying here among many of us who fantasize about life as the fairer gender.
I know I'm only one vote, but I really like this cap, especially with the astrology angle. I'm not too familiar with all the zodiac traits, but I wonder if it could be another factor in the discussion from last time. Are people born on a certain date more likely to have TG fantasies? Maybe those born in peaceful spring are more likely than those born in harsh winter? Vice versa?
As you say, it's hard to take astrology too seriously. But there must be something to it, considering the array of civilizations who depended on the stars in some critical way.
@ mirage034. So in ur case, the fairer gender is a bunch of mindless females, waiting patiently for some sugar daddy to take care of them, to guide them, and to belittle them. And that should be flattery?
I wonder what celestial formation could be held responsible/blamed for ur fantasy.
Hint: Go out in the open tonight. Look at the stars. Find a constellation to ur liking. Feels its power, to slowly let u drift away into a harmless fantasy of a world where u would be a silly mindless male, waiting for ur sugar mommy. Or would that be too close to reality for u to feel ur buttons pushed?
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