My Seeker,I know you will be reading this when you have time at work today so I wished to share the power of my epiphany with you. You desired a journal format and as you requested, so it shall be done. I love you.
Task completed. I now feel the fire and clarity of your method of maddness.A freedom tasted, engulfed in chaotic emotions yet strangely devoid of all questions and irrational thought.Lowered into the abyss of uncertainty only to rise again clean of ashes and darkness.What was lost, now has been found.What once was coveted is now possessed.My eyes are now opened again focused with incredible intensity and direction.Your lesson has taken flight within my soul. Your student and submissive has found the elusive answer your patience encouraged me to seek.Lost in your heart and dominion...a heaven that has only become brighter to me this day.
Thank you for your steadfast pursuit in finding another piece of the puzzle which is me. I see now, a further example of your dominance knowing no bounds,accepting no substitute nor relinquishing any masculine power no matter the obstacle.I am one step closer to finding the grail of my life. When found it will be presented upon my knees to you. Gleaming with life, spilling with love and my devotion to you.I am one step closer...the clay further molded...the master plan seeing early fruitation.One step closer, for you.
I close this journal/blog entry with as written above, only words that you truly can understand and cherish.I speak best through music and this time will be no exception.I love you and thank you my Seeker.You sincerely are my everything.
Your devoted submissive,
~breath{MS}
"A Stroke Of Luck"
Hanging by threads of palest silver, I could have stayed that way forever.
Bad blood and ghosts wrapped tight around me. Nothing could ever seem to touch me.
I lose what I love most. Did you know I was lost until you found me?
A stroke of luck or a gift from God?
The hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You came to me.
Here comes the cold again, I feel it closing in.
It's falling down and all around me falling...
You say that you'll be there to catch me, or will you only try to trap me?
These are the rules I make, our chains were meant to break.
You'll never change me?
Here comes the cold again, I feel it closing in. You're falling down and all around me falling...
Stroke of luck or a gift from God?
Hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You come to me now.
Don't ask me why. Don't even try...
A stroke of luck or a gift from God?
The hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You came to me.
Here comes the cold again, I feel it closing in.
It's falling down and all around me falling...
Falling, falling...
Falling, falling...
Falling, falling.
P.S The "cold, unyielding and heavy" part of my task while originally mixed with what you demanded eventually ended up being played out with headphones on and " Charlie Clouser-Hello Zepp theme(*hithole remix)" being repeated endlessly.I am most sure this will please you immensely knowing the turmoil I went through for you and us. xoxoxox
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