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This time I’m going all the way back to the time when I discovered Mrs Silks chat room and held my nerve long enough to stay there. It’s a time that can’t be disentangled from E and the effects she had on my development. Over a long period of years there were many downs alongside […]
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There’s a right of passage when the 18th birthday is looming. It’s time to swagger up to the door of the local night club and attempt to get in without being quizzed. Back then they weren’t bothered about underage drinking so long as it wasn’t too obvious. So having found myself inside the den of […]
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Emotions !! I fear it’s a topic I will return to again and again. Emotional responses are my clearest means to understanding the flux of melody being in the ascendant. There is an “I” composed of “him” and “melody” along a spectrum. For the longest time it was comprised almost entirely of “him”. To the […]
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It’s a familiar thing these days. Pull up in the supermarket car park in the crisp early morning and there’s a gang there in overalls and green jackets. You’re going to have to run the gauntlet of the very un-British thing of being asked a direct question by a stranger. It’s as bad as the […]
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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 […]
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If you’ve passed by here in the last month or so you’ll have noticed that there’s another voice sharing my blog space. I must admit that the momentum leading up to offering to publish someone else’s thoughts took me by surprise.
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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
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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 […]
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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, […]
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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 […]
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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 […]
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So melody, you say you can wear 4″ heels all day. How true is that, really ?
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Continuing with this occasional series, I thought I’d touch on one of my strange perceptions from within the tranced state.
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Where do you come from ? Who are your people, your family ? How else do we find an anchor to place ourselves within the turbulent streams of time ?
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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.
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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 […]
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What’s in a name ? Rather a lot, actually. In an environment where you’re unlikely to see or meet the people you interact with, the name is your brand, your USP.
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The @WhoresofYore account is a treasure trove, combining current sex worker advocacy with fascinating historical context and downright curiosities. She posted this curiosity of a picture which has all sorts of interesting things in it for my own darker kinks, fetishes and desires.
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Love – the last illusion of the illusionless man This quote is from the very end of Le Carre’s Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy. First read in my teen years, I always considered it rather profound. As the years have gone by I’m not so sure that I know what it means now.