Life is an Ongoing Lesson.

Life is an ongoing lesson.

How many times have we heard that, or some kind of a similar comment, and thought nothing about it? Of course, Life is an ongoing lesson right? That comment isn't anything profound, isn't anything all that amazing to hear, it's rather common sense.

While it's true the comment isn't spectacular, the results from acknowledging it, or ignoring it, are.

Many times we are faced with a situation, which can have either amazing or disastrous effects from our choice. We are never, really blindly faced with such a situation, it doesn't , one day jump from a shadow and surprise us. The situation is one that slowly, casually approached us, and we were given many hints, many warning signs, and whether we paid attention or ignored the hints was entirely our own doing.

The first time, should be the only time, but, for many of us, it's not. We fail to pay attention to the warning signs, and so we tend to live and relive these life lesson's over and over. I recently have encountered one of these situations, and yes I saw it coming, and try as I might, the choices I made were always the wrong choices. And the results, are painful to say the least.

So what can we do, as intelligent beings to avoid making these wrong choices? To watch for these lessons, and make the right choices? That's difficult to say, as it's not till the choices are made, that you discover if they were the right ones, or the wrong ones. Then you are left, trying to salvage the situation, trying to convince yourself you can pull it from the flames.

Sometimes you do, sometimes you don't; but either way, you should remember the lesson that you learn, ongoing or not, and do what you can, to prevent it from repeating.

Is it Progress?

What has happened to the Human race?

Today people spout out about freedoms of expression, about human rights, about equalities. Don’t say the ‘wrong thing’ or you might be taken to court. Don’t look at someone the ‘wrong way’ or you might lose your job. If you injure someone while protecting yourself, you will end up the ‘bad guy’. All this is thanks to our “advanced” legal system our socially acceptable ways of life and living, that has developed in these last hundred plus years.

There was once a time, when a person had to be held accountable for their words and actions. If they were caught stealing, they would lose a hand, or put immediately into prison or made into a slave. Now, they can sue the person they are stealing from, for disabling their ‘trade’ and income.

There was a time, when rapists, would be strung up, or shot on the spot, ran through with a blade, or castrated. Now, they can get a court assigned defender, they do not even need to pay for, and be back out raping again in a couple months.

There was a time when murderers would be killed for the crime. Now, they are place in a private barred room, given three meals a day, a tv or internet availability, and get health care at the cost of taxes paid for even by the family of their victims.

What has happened to the Human Race? When we started to adapt emancipation, political correctness, equal rights; when we started trying to “save” the wicked, the wrong, the weak; when we started to allow people to no longer be held accountable for their actions, words, behaviors… We showed then, that Humanity has no value to continue.

We cuddle and encourage the weak to continue to be weak, we continue to allow people to feed off government allowances and the hard work of others. We continue to try to save the dregs of life, the diseases of a strong future. We continue to allow for people who want equality, and political correctness to drag Humanity into the shitholes of existence.

There is a natural order to life. The weak die, the strong survive. Survival of the fittest, the smartest, the most cunning, and not survival of the most legally protected wastes of life. A Male Alpha leads a pack, Betas protect the pack, and Omegas are the pack. Dominant, submissive, male, female, hunter, nurser; there is a natural order to life, and the longer Humanity allows for the weak to survive, the quicker that Humanity will cease to survive. Are we headed, to a living rendition of Idiocracy? Or will Humanity finally grow a set of balls again, and forget the brainwashed bullshit, that government and church has fed it over the last century plus?

Give me the world, where it’s Survive or Die. Men are men, women are women, where equality and political correct behavior, is recognized as the jokes they truly are.

Letting Go

Letting Go.

What do those words, bring to your mind when you read them?

A mother letting her child grow up and experience life on their own, trusting that the lessons she taught it will keep it safe and help it continue to grow and become successful.

A lover, who releases all their inhibitions, seeking to experience a myriad of sensations, feelings, and climatic release.

A widow finally stepping away from old memories, placing the photos of the past in a box, stored deep away in forgotten recesses, in order to focus on the present, and the future.

The submissive that opens their body and mind to their Dominant, trusting that the Dom will give them the feelings, emotions, and experiences they need to continue to feel submissive.

Someone who has fought against something passionately, and as the fight progressed, had the realization that the fight can’t be won by them.

Or is the thought that comes to your mind, something more personal, something more intimate, something where you felt loss, hurt, pain, and even oddly mixed within those feelings, joy?

Letting Go.

Two words with a simple meaning; but have so many possible ways to experience that meaning. At some point in our lives, we all let go. We all have that moment when we realize ‘it’s that time’. There is no set time frame, no set magical word or event, there is no one that will appear at our door and tell us it’s over (and even if someone did, wouldn’t that just make you hang on longer?), your body, and your mind will just know instinctively.

Until that moment, until the letting go occurs, the trepidation, the hurt, the coiled excitement, the feeling that is bundled inside, the feeling that needs to be let go, builds. It grows, it consumes, it influences your thoughts, your actions, it even leads to actions or thoughts that makes letting go harder.

I’ve recently had multiple matters which I needed to let go. I wish I could say I did, and that the release was refreshing. I wish I could say that, but I can’t. I’ve discovered that, even when my body says to let go, even when my mind is screaming it, even when I not only let go, but push myself away with the full force my body and mind can muster. There still exists, somewhere in a box, stored in a closet, in the back, dark reaches of my mind, there still exists the memories, the feelings, the fight. There is still, in that box a reminder, of when I was holding on.

That makes me question then, how many people, when they let go, really let go? In the examples I opened this thought with; how many mothers still stare at the phone or the room of the child rested in, waiting for a call or visit? How many lovers, go through the emotions, of letting go, but really hold back afraid of what they may discover? How many widows place that box in the closet, but keep a locket with the photo around their neck? How many a submissive knelt before their Dom and questioned in their thought, “Do we really match?”; and how many fights, where even after the person has walked away from the conflict, did they continue to run scenarios in their head on how to return and defeat their opponent?

Do we really, ever let go?