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I don't understand why people have so many issues with aging - beyond the fact that it brings you closer to death at least. I get it, that it's scary to confront yourself with the inevitability of your own disappearance from this world some day, but this is not the main problem that people have with aging it appears. For many it's more about the 'loss of beauty'.
I wouldn't even call it loss of beauty, but change of beauty. What you're losing when you get older is not beauty, it's conformity with the norm of what's considered physically attractive by Western societies. That's a big difference. And it makes me wonder...
Why do people want that? Isn't what we're all looking for a partner who loves you and is loyal to you? This has nothing to do with physical beauty. Yes, you have to find each other attractive enough in order to fall in love, that's a fact, but this is not about beauty. If you want someone who loves you as you are, aka loves your personality, what do you need beauty, in the sense of youth, for? And if you've already found this person, why does it even matter at all? All the important things in life, not only romantic relationships, have nothing to do with the beauty of the young.
And then there's the fact that physical signs of age /aging are a direct indicator for mental, intellectual, emotional, spiritual age, meaning growth. Which is a good thing! Nobody would deny that I think. Every wrinkle and grey hair more means one experience more, one day more time to grow, learn things, find your balance. Why would that be a negative thing?!
Maybe in the end all that's left is really the fear of death. That's the only explanation that makes sense to me. Aging reminds people that they're dying, every day, until they're dead. It would be interesting to know if people who are, genuinely, not afraid of their own death, are also not afraid of the aging process... Did anybody ever conducted any research about this? Is it even possible not to be afraid of your own death?
Anyways... Aging is beautiful. I'm happy now to have red-brown hair and few wrinkles, and in some time I will be equally happy to have grey hair and a landscape on my skin. And I will cut the bushes that will grow out of my husband's ears and think "that's so cute!" And a little bit later I will probably think that aging sucks because we will both have arthritis and constantly forget stuff, but that's life. At the same time we will have a lifetime of experiences and wisdom and growing together and that sounds like a pretty good deal after all.
Today I learned...
...that the current president of Sierra Leone, Julius Maada Bio, is the same man who turned Sierra Leone into a democracy in the first place 22 years ago, by voluntarily giving up his power to the people for the good of the country.
Before 1996 Sierra Leone was a dictatorship, governed by a military junta. In a political/military coup led by, at that time Brigadier General, Maada Bio the junta has been disempowered and its leaders arrested, which made Maada Bio 'military Head of State' of the country and thereby the new dictator of Sierra Leone. He could have stayed in power and ruled the country as a dictator, but instead he decided to organize free, democratic elections, and then stepped down (all within three months after the coup) and emigrated to the USA where he made a Masters degree in International Affairs and worked in several related jobs. After returning to his home country, now experienced and educated in the field of politics, he joined the Sierra Leone People's Party and made career as a politician in the democratic system that he had established himself a decade ago, until eventually becoming elected as president in 2018.
I can't imagine a better political leader, than someone who has truly proven to put the good of the country before his own ambitions for power, and makes an effort to educate himself as good as possible before pursuing a political career in order to be able to do a good job once in power. Chapeau, Julius Maada Bio, and Sierra Leone for electing him.
Random thoughts...
I have 89 followers on this side blog of mine (opposed to a few thousand on my main), and actually I like that very much. I wanted to give people the chance to continue to follow my non D/s related content, after I decided to separate nsfw and sfw content, so I advertised my sideblog on my main, and explicitly told everybody what to expect in the future regarding content on both blogs. But tbh that wasn't an easy decision, because I was in fact worried a bit, that my sideblog gets overrun now too. One week later, I must say that I am very pleased, that my worries weren't justified and my sideblog is still my little private corner. Yes, it is also a little bit disappointing that almost nobody is interested in the person behind the slave but only in the M/s stuff, but that doesn't matter too much to me. I'm this kind of a person who has to write about stuff in order to process it, and for some reason it helps even more to publish it somewhere. But on the other hand, I can't be completely open with thousands of people watching me, that's just too much.
Here on my sideblog I have the perfect conditions now to openly write about myself and my opinions on things. I only have a very small audience of people who are genuinely interested in reading my stuff - at least I think that applies to most of my followers because otherwise there's just no reason at all to follow me on this blog - and so I can write about whatever I want without having to worry that it gets reblogged too much or becomes regularly part of public debates (of course you can reblog my posts here and discuss them if you want to, that's fine, otherwise I wouldn't post something, I just mean it will necessarily not happen very often just because the number of readers is so low and that I like that). For me that's the perfect conditions for a private blog.
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Shoutout to the few people who follow me here : Thank you, for being my most loyal followers and having an interest in me as a human being and for myself, not only as my Master's slave. I appreciate that very much 🌸 If you ever want to chat with me in private, please feel free to do so, and I promise I'll make an extra effort if you need advice or something. As my strangeMe followers you get priority treatment from me 😁
“It is of the utmost danger to society to make religion a party in political disputes.”
— Thomas Paine, Common Sense
The Lies we tell Ourselves — #1 Self-Sufficiency
We grow up in a world that teaches us - from all sides, parents, teachers, friends, media, university, everybody and everything - that the ultimate goal is self-sufficiency. That you would need it in order to be happy, and to be successful.
"You can only find true happiness and love in yourself, not in others."
"Nobody else can save you (~lead you from unhappiness to happiness) than yourself."
"If you can't love yourself, you can't love others." / "If not even you can love yourself, others can't do it either." = Self-love is a requirement for all love.
"If you can dream it, you can do it", and virtually every other quote or proverb about success. = You don't need other people to reach whatever goal you want, it all depends only on you.
"I don't need my Dominant/partner. I want them. I don't need to submit to them/be with them. I choose it."
According to all the wisdom in the world, you don't need other people to achieve happiness and success. Or if you do, there's something wrong with you, you're weak, you're lacking something that others have to compensate for. Self-sufficiency is presented as the ultimate goal of all humans, and enough to become happy. Whatever you receive from others is the icing on the cake and makes life even better, but it's not needed for a happy life. Or if it is, you're deficient.
If self-sufficiency is so important as everybody tries to make us believe, then why is it that when you ask people who are dying (and there's a lot of research and studies about this, the following are facts, not my beliefs) what their biggest achievements in life were, and what their biggest regrets are, that almost everything that they mention is directly related to their relationships to other people? I wish I would have worked less and spent more time with my family. There's nothing better and greater I did in my whole life than having born and raised my wonderful child. My only wish that I have left in life is that my family will be okay without me. - And this doesn't only apply to adults, but it's the same for children already. A child-oncologist conducted a survey with terminally ill children and asked them questions about their life and dying. What they said was... It makes me sad, that my mom will be sad when I'm gone. I wish I could leave the hospital and go to school again because all my friends are there. When I'm in heaven I will look down to my mom and dad and my little brother and make sure that nothing happens to them. What I loved most was playing with my big sister...
People who are dying, no matter if they're 9 or 90 don't regret that they haven't made more money, spent more time working on their career, won this special award, and they don't wish for after their death that their grave will be kept in order, their cars be handled with care, their money not wasted. They celebrate their relationships, regret the relationships they haven't had and wish the best for their families.
Now, what does that tell us, who we are not dying (yet), for our life? Of course that's a matter of perspective, but I would say this: It's difficult to define what happiness and a good life actually are. One definition that makes sense and feels right to me is: If I had to die tomorrow, and I would I think "It's okay, because I had a good life" or "I can't die now, because I have such a good life - I want it to continue as it is for many more years and decades", then I would say I have a good life and I'm happy. And if I had to die tomorrow and I would think "It's okay, because I'm not having a good life anyway" or "I can't die now, because I don't even know yet what it means to be happy - there's so much I want to do and change to have a good life", then I would say I don't have a good life and I'm not happy. If people, who are actually dying tomorrow, see their happiness and suffering, achievements and regrets, connected to the relationships they've had or haven't had, then this would clearly mean, that relationships are in fact *needed* for happiness, success and a good life. Not a nice extra to have, but the main ingredient, the core of it all.
And also without being dying, to me this feels intuitively right. I need relationships. I need people. Mind you, I'm an especially un-social person, I hate socializing, I'm autistic and feel very uncomfortable around people. I even find real life friendships more draining than anything else to be honest. So I'm truly not the greatest advocate for relationships. And still, I'm convinced - and not only I, there are lots of professionals who've done research of all kinds on that and agree - that I need them. That all humans need them. For virtually everything in life. And I do mean NEED them.
I am convinced that we do need other people to be successful in life. Professional success is not possible based on self-sufficiency alone. You need connections, but even more you need support, you need someone to believe in you and root for you, you need a mentor who gives you some guidance and from whose experience you can benefit, you need supporters who help and push you or hold you back, in certain situations. Success is teamwork.
I am convinced that you need a partner to be happy. Yes, need! I believe that "I don't need my partner to be happy, I just want him" is bullshit. You might not need them to survive, to pay your bills, keep your house in order, do your work, dress yourself properly, and all these daily life things. But you do need them to be happy.
And I believe that the negative connotation of 'co-dependency' is a huge contributor to the fact that so many people, everywhere in the world and of all ages, are so generally unhappy, in- and outside of relationships.
Dependency, or co-dependency, is the opposite of self-sufficiency, and thereby, with self-sufficiency being the goal, dependency is the enemy. Dependency is deficiency. People who are dependent lack something that they would need to be happy and have to get it from somebody else. And you know what - this is correct! Only that it's not a negative thing and not a deficit. It's the nature of being human. Humans just are not self-sufficient, humans do need other people for their happiness. Because happiness requires some things that you can't give yourself, by design and not due to a personal deficit.
Happiness requires affection. We need people to show us that they love us, that we are love-worthy. We need touch, emotionally and even physiologically because it releases hormones that make us feel good and confident. We need support and encouragement and compassion and comfort and trust. Happiness without all of this is not possible, and it's all things that we can only receive from others.
The human being is by design a part of a system, in many ways. For itself, alone , it has no meaning and no purpose. Recent studies show that loneliness belongs to the top triggers and contributors to almost everything that decreases life expectancy, illnesses, accidents, poverty, suicides. We even have a hard time to survive completely alone, and even more difficult is it to be happy completely alone, virtually impossible.
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There are exceptions of course, and everybody is different anyway. I know people who need a big circle of friends in order to be happy and then there are people like me who can't stand much more than one regular person in their immediate vicinity, physically and mentally, but are very close to this one person. And aside from the close relationships we have like partners and friends, there's also a difference in how independent people are in handling their life, job, hobbies etc in general. But I think it's safe to say that no man is an island.
So let's please stop telling ourselves and others this lie. Let's stop to demonize dependency. Let's start to celebrate and value the connections that we have to other people as what they are, an expression of our needs. A wonderful necessity. There's nothing bad or wrong about depending on others, needing others.— Humans. Are. Not. Self. Sufficient !
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I'm thinking about it every single day how lucky and grateful I am for having this in my life ♥️
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Another one for the list : When I randomly mention to my husband that I liked something that He did or that something He said made me happy, He always makes an effort to do it again and more often (yes, I notice that, my love, thank you <3). It's the little things indeed.
I just randomly remembered... When I was very young, kindergarten-age, every time I was on a plane, I loved it to watch the landscape of clouds outside, I could do that for hours. And when it was especially beautiful I was thinking "This must be how it looks like in heaven. When I'm dead, some far away day, I will be able to be outside there and play in the clouds." and I imagined that it must be wonderful because the clouds looked so soft and pretty.
As long as I can remember I've always had this melancholia. I started to think and ask myself question about death at a very young age already, but I wasn't aware that it started this early until just now when I randomly remembered these plane-daydreams about playing in the clouds once I'm dead. We flew a lot when I was young, I had my first fight two months after I turned one and my first flight alone when I was about eight or nine. And before school already these thoughts started.
Weird.
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FYI: For some reasons Asks were disabled but now I've fixed that. Feel free to ask me anything. I won't be able to share too much about my home planet - technically you're not even supposed to know that we're here on Earth at all - but maybe a little when I'm in a good mood. I'm always happy to answer questions about Germany. And I have an opinion about almost everything (only things that I know something about but of course that's most things due to my alien brain) that I'm happy to enlighten you about 😁
a big part of being happy is being excited. be excited for everything - making a cup of tea, decorating your future apartment, seeing a friend again, falling in love unexpectedly, the next episode of a show you like, finishing something stressful, buying something you’ve been saving up for, a new album, sunsets, traveling, road trips, and the feeling of going to bed after a long day. think of something to be excited about and daydream about it often when you’re sad.
(We have a word for that in German, of course...)
German Word of the Day: Begeisterungsfähig
Adjective. Related noun: Begeisterungsfähigkeit (femininum). Pronounciation: [bəˈɡaɪ̯stərʊŋsfɛːɪç]. Literal translation: exitementcapable / excitementcapability. Meaning: Being excited easily, to find joy easily in small things.
Begeisterungsfähigkeit (noun) is a character trait / personality streak of people who get very excited - meaning in a positive, happy, bubbly, joyful way - easily, ie quickly over potentially everything and/or about even the smallest things.
Somebody who is begeisterungsfähig (adjective) could for example see a Tumblr post about crocheting and is then instantly super invested in learning it themselves, has to tell everybody about it and how cool crocheting is and is just very bubbly and happy about the new found hobby. Or they could be very excited and overflow of joy about a pretty flower that they find growing on the sidewalk.
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Example sentences / Usage:
Ich bewundere wie begeisterungsfähig du bist. — I admire how begeisterungsfähig you are.
Mathildas Begeisterungsfähigkeit ist eine ihrer schönsten Charaktereigenschaften. — Mathilda's Begeisterungsfähigkeit is one of her most beautiful character traits.
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Begeisterungsfähigkeit is a typical trait of children, but in their case one wouldn't call them begeisterungsfähig because it's just their inherent nature to be that way, it's just a normal part of exploring and learning about the world while growing up. But when adults (still) are like this, it's considered to be a special trait, and this trait is called Begeisterungsfähigkeit.
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[See my other "German Word of the Day" - posts on my mainblog @keptmathilda under #german word of the day.]
This is the kind of stuff, that my man shares with me, that pops up in my IM randomly during the day, when he wants to share something with me, that he just read or saw.
I am such a happy and lucky girl for being married to a man, who finds joy in reading texts about the question if hell is endothermic or exothermic. This is exactly the kind of relationship I've always dreamed of, with someone who sends me this kind of funny little texts, together with gifs of angry looking wet cats, text messages that read "Come to bed! I'm horny." or "I've never been so happy in my life as I am with you.", scientific articles about quantum mechanics, psychological studies about human behavior, good music videos or stupid youtube videos of spastic rainbow colored CG-sheep, or just a heart emoji with a dolphin (the dolphin is an 'insider joke').
The stuff that somebody shares with you tells a lot about this person and their relationship to you. And everything that my man shares with me screams "I'm happy to be married to you. Your weirdness matches my weirdness. I appreciate and value your sharp mind as well as your good heart. You are mine, I own you. I care for you. We're such a good match. I'm a weirdo and I know you love that. You're a weirdo and I love that. I love you." - and I can't imagine any better messages than these.
Life Goals
Writing a novel and get it published. I don't care if I would make money with this, but getting some praise from people whose opinion matters to me for having created a quality piece of literature would be awesome. And of course just feeling proud about it (regardless of what others say) too. And also regardless of the result at all, the process of writing, creating fictional worlds and people, is just super fun and fascinating and writing in general helps me to process things mentally.
Seeing a sunrise in Machu Picchu. With nobody around, just me and my man sitting there alone and watching the sun rise over the mountains (a llama or alpaka stopping by and allowing me to pet it would be great though (: ). I can't really explain it but I always wanted to go there, since I saw magazine articles and TV documentaries of Machu Picchu for the first time as a kid. I don't know why but this place has a special, spiritual 'aura' to me, I can already feel it a tiny bit just seeing it on a picture and I imagine it must be mind blowing to see and experience it while actually being there. If I'd ever have some sort of spiritual epiphany in my life, it would happen there, because this place is just magic.
Visiting Japan, because my man lived and has a daughter there and the country influenced His life, so I want to know how it is, how it 'feels'. Also I'm sure it's a fascinating place and culture to experience.
Vacation on some tropical island. You know, postcard like beach with palms, turquoise water, baby see turtles crawling out of the sand and towards the ocean. This kind of thing.
Staying happily married forever and get to know each other so well and grow so close that I can virtually read my husband's mind and literally feel with Him what He's feeling <3
Becoming the best possible wife for my man. I'm not there yet.
Staying clean of drugs for the rest of my life.
Studying math and philosophy, because those are the most interesting fields of all and the stuff that everything else builds upon. If you understand these, you can understand everything that the human brain is capable of comprehending.
Becoming really good at knitting and crocheting. Like one day I can just knit a dress for myself exactly as I want to have it, perfect design, pattern, colors, or the perfect cliché-reindeer-christmas sweater for my man, without going insane over it and making mistakes constantly. Or filet-crocheting curtains that read naughty or funny things when stretched out but nobody will ever know because curtains never are. Also it's always good to have a hobby and very satisfying to create something with your own hands.
Having a car again that I really love and keeping it forever. If it breaks it'll get fixed, over and over again, so that it'll last forever.
Dogs and cats. A lot, but not more than I can care for myself properly, and get to know every single one's personality perfectly. And of course teach them stupid little tricks, haha.
Finding or founding some charity project that I'm fully convinced of and invested in, and supporting it with the money we don't need and the energy I have left after working on living my best possible life. Not everybody is as lucky as I am, and if everybody who is would do something for the unlucky people or creatures, the world would be a better place. And change always starts with yourself.
And the most important things above all else: My man and I staying healthy, staying together and just having a daily life that we're happy with. Even if I'd never write a book, be too poor to donate something for a good cause, to travel or to care for a dog, couldn't crochet anymore for whatever reason - just having a life routine that feels good, a partner to love and be loved, a body that doesn't fail me too badly, a home that feels cozy and safe, a family who supports me or who I remember having always supported me... that's the stuff that happiness is made of, and that would be enough.
Most of this sounds doable, and that makes me very happy 💕
Garden at Giverny, John Leslie Breck