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I must admit that I am bored. Utterly bored, actually, with the overly romanticized construct of dominance. How easily one can claim to be dominant. Shocking? No. We as human beings aspire to attain the intangible. Exponential wealth. Immortality. Fame. Power. We live in a world of illusion and fallacy. We drive cars that we can’t afford, often to jobs that we despise. We attain validation through the media, from blasé people that require it in return. What I have found- and take this for what you will, is that my longing for external dominance is simply a translation for “By god please take control, and ground me to something real.”
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Mar 16, 2018
Mar 16, 2018 at 5:25 PM UTC
Beat Me in Your Bentley
I must admit that I am bored. Utterly bored, actually, with the overly romanticized construct of dominance. How easily one can claim to be dominant. Shocking? No. We as human beings aspire to attain the intangible. Exponential wealth. Immortality. Fame. Power. We live in a world of illusion and fallacy. We drive cars that we can’t afford, often to jobs that we despise. We attain validation through the media, from blasé people that require it in return. What I have found- and take this for what you will, is that my longing for external dominance is simply a translation for “By god please take control, and ground me to something real.”
KieraYale
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Mar 16, 2018
Mar 16, 2018 at 5:25 PM UTC
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