The real-life tales of a self-confessed kink addict

Oct 25, 2005 at 06:03 o\clock

I am learning things that I could not have conceived of even had I known...

I am learning things I could not have conceived of, even had I known the outcomes of my decisions before they were made... It is a strange sensation, but I rest easy in the knowledge that my good intentions protect me and that my trust in myself will be rewarded. I think there is a little robot, or angel, or demon, or even god that resides inside each of one of us and knows... the true meaning we attach to our actions. I don't believe that any of us ever behaves in a truly unconscious fashion, motivations percolate to at least the subconscious before the waking mind quashes them...

I think I've been dreaming the future, for at least a week now- vaguely industrialised complexes and communal meeting areas, mundane tasks and hard edges, functionality. It makes the day-to-day reality seem the mirage, as if the by-product of some future me, dreaming back through time. These ideas amuse me, but I do not discount them entirely, because imagination is the bridge between the potential and the actual. For if one cannot even envision a future, how can one create it?


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