Who can remember hiding under the bed sheets trying to tune in a transistor radio ? For some it would have been Radio Luxembourg, for me more likely to be a football commentary from across the continent. Keeping a medium wave station in sync was an art form. Forty-five years later I sometimes think that we haven’t really… Read More »
Chatting with someone the other evening, they hit me with this:- You have an intelligent eloquent style of writing that’s different to other cd/sissy / masochist/exploratory
That’s part of a famous line uttered by Bruce Lee in Enter the Dragon. If there’s one thing that makes melody easier to identify in the swings and roundabouts of daily life it is in the expression of emotions. Emotion and me have had a rocky relationship over the years. We kind of gave up on each other… Read More »
I have an unexpected quiet day which gives me some leisure to put a few things in better and broader context. The last brainwashing and hypnosis sessions have had effects that I’m still processing and learning. On the back of a fresh foundation of submission, service and obedience driven deeper than ever in the brainwashing, the following hypnosis… Read More »
I wrote a few days ago on the sudden decision to wear heeled boots to work (Little Steps for Big Steps). Really I’d love to be able to wear court shoes with 4″ stilettos but that’s not going to happen any time soon. There’s quite a few things now where an aspect of melody rounds off the male… Read More »
There’s a common wish fulfilment myth about hypnosis that at the swing of a watch or the snap of a finger that you can be instantly made into somebody or something new. For someone who is struggling this seems to be a deceptively simple solution to all their problems. Instead it can seriously add to the problems.
Sometimes I have a stream of consciousness that expresses itself over many months. Things that fill the mind in the small hours of sleeplessness. Quite amazing the personal thoughts that end up here as if this was actually a totally private space.
It’s now a lost part of London, back then it was a simple forgotten backwater. I loved the area when I visited. R had a pokey little flat on the south side of the river, just a bit down stream from Woolwhich. The view from the lounge was surprisingly magnificent, looking over towards the City Airport with the… Read More »
Today is a poignant day. Five years ago today I got the 5 am phone call to say that my mother had died. By itself that was not a surprise, the end had been inevitable for some time.
The other weekend was a trip to Glyndebourne with the former mistress. As well as lots of good food, the Glyndebourne experience (the opera was hit and miss, but this post isn’t a review) and too much alcohol late in to the nights, it was also a time for deep conversation. I must admit that this is an… Read More »
Before diving in to this one I must state that the post title means me and only me. I’m well aware that many people struggle with loneliness and it can manifest as much in a crowd of people as it can in being alone. They have my sympathies for something that can be very debilitating.