sirens
sirens.
being on this end of it, not the receiving end, i know that my milage is different than yours. i don't claim siren as my primary, internal type, but it is the way i am seen simply because of my energy. by acknowledging that energy i have gotten a better handle on it, and have accepted it far better than i have in the past. i step into the role very very easily. the men i mention in my other note, i pull out the siren for. that is what they want from me.
i don't think that sirens are all chase and no kill. let me say though that i see a lot of what you are talking about. granted they enjoy the chase a lot. ive actually forced myself to learn to like it. its actually something of a foriegn space for me, to fashion myself in a passive yet tempting way. honestly. but that is the paradox isn't it? men want a challenge, men want to work, men want to desire, AND they want to be the guiding hand. how then can i fashion myself, temper my natural aggression to cater to that? i must tempt lull and lead with an intoxicating song. i must, i don't have any other choice. and i tempt until i can determine what it is that is in front of me, and if it is worth surrendering to.
i cannot speak for other women, but in my experience, if i have a good amount of interest around, i will look for the highest qualified soul to give my body to, and hopefully nothing less. and even then, i can't allow myself to really surrender, because honestly, men don't know what they have when they have it. for the most part they are lazy and unappreciative. and if i have 5 guys behind you waiting for a chance, i don't want to waste my time with someone who isn't going to pay enough attention to me to even satiate only half heartedly, who instead sits there looking at me like im a fucker because i dont want to tug on his cock right away. what do men think of women anyway, who go straight for that? its the paradox. man chases women, so woman must constantly cultivate a certain chasability.
a siren to me is signalled by a woman who has a certain sexual ownership about her. ive gotten into it on the board, and we sorta divided sirens into two camps, the ones you speak of here, in the last few emails, and then another group that is more like the kind of siren that you told me to be a while ago, in your letter regarding my tiger: "Be a siren. Be the most amazing siren that exists. The one who can take us away and let us be us, no masks, no pretending, dare to love us that way, and not tell a soul."
i have a young friend, and she radiates sexual energy. she is 20. half puerto rican half italian, young and brilliant, chaotic and sensitive. she reminds me a lot of myself. i see a siren in her, a true siren. its a magnatism, it has so less to do with a void than with a general hunger, deep, inside. i know there is power there, fasioned and handled the right way. the outside forces sway a girl like this, she becomes ashamed of her appetite, insatiable as it is, she becomes apologetic and resentful, there are forces everywhere that tell her who to be what to do how to act what to think. and because sex is so complicated anyway, a woman here has the potential either to sink to great depths or rise to unsurpassable heights. her voracity knows no limit, her shame is non existant, her passion is completely surrendered to the right person. you are right that sirens are not faithful on the whole, and i would submit that this is because no one gets close enough to peel back the skin and touch what is underneath, what is on the inside, to quell and ease the depths of her. most are simply too weak.
but for one that could, she dreams. she sees him in the form of one man or another, she lures to look closer, she needs THAT more than anything. one who will take her over and over again, dirty, clean, wet, soft, hard, everything. in my opinion this is the greatest misunderstanding about sirens. they are searching for a match, a sex godess consuming mortals because they don't measure up. she's constantly dissappointed.
i am not saying that you don't. but i am suggesting that your evaluation of sirens is based on the variety that wears this persona like a cloak instead of those that vibrate it, from within.
being on this end of it, not the receiving end, i know that my milage is different than yours. i don't claim siren as my primary, internal type, but it is the way i am seen simply because of my energy. by acknowledging that energy i have gotten a better handle on it, and have accepted it far better than i have in the past. i step into the role very very easily. the men i mention in my other note, i pull out the siren for. that is what they want from me.
i don't think that sirens are all chase and no kill. let me say though that i see a lot of what you are talking about. granted they enjoy the chase a lot. ive actually forced myself to learn to like it. its actually something of a foriegn space for me, to fashion myself in a passive yet tempting way. honestly. but that is the paradox isn't it? men want a challenge, men want to work, men want to desire, AND they want to be the guiding hand. how then can i fashion myself, temper my natural aggression to cater to that? i must tempt lull and lead with an intoxicating song. i must, i don't have any other choice. and i tempt until i can determine what it is that is in front of me, and if it is worth surrendering to.
i cannot speak for other women, but in my experience, if i have a good amount of interest around, i will look for the highest qualified soul to give my body to, and hopefully nothing less. and even then, i can't allow myself to really surrender, because honestly, men don't know what they have when they have it. for the most part they are lazy and unappreciative. and if i have 5 guys behind you waiting for a chance, i don't want to waste my time with someone who isn't going to pay enough attention to me to even satiate only half heartedly, who instead sits there looking at me like im a fucker because i dont want to tug on his cock right away. what do men think of women anyway, who go straight for that? its the paradox. man chases women, so woman must constantly cultivate a certain chasability.
a siren to me is signalled by a woman who has a certain sexual ownership about her. ive gotten into it on the board, and we sorta divided sirens into two camps, the ones you speak of here, in the last few emails, and then another group that is more like the kind of siren that you told me to be a while ago, in your letter regarding my tiger: "Be a siren. Be the most amazing siren that exists. The one who can take us away and let us be us, no masks, no pretending, dare to love us that way, and not tell a soul."
i have a young friend, and she radiates sexual energy. she is 20. half puerto rican half italian, young and brilliant, chaotic and sensitive. she reminds me a lot of myself. i see a siren in her, a true siren. its a magnatism, it has so less to do with a void than with a general hunger, deep, inside. i know there is power there, fasioned and handled the right way. the outside forces sway a girl like this, she becomes ashamed of her appetite, insatiable as it is, she becomes apologetic and resentful, there are forces everywhere that tell her who to be what to do how to act what to think. and because sex is so complicated anyway, a woman here has the potential either to sink to great depths or rise to unsurpassable heights. her voracity knows no limit, her shame is non existant, her passion is completely surrendered to the right person. you are right that sirens are not faithful on the whole, and i would submit that this is because no one gets close enough to peel back the skin and touch what is underneath, what is on the inside, to quell and ease the depths of her. most are simply too weak.
but for one that could, she dreams. she sees him in the form of one man or another, she lures to look closer, she needs THAT more than anything. one who will take her over and over again, dirty, clean, wet, soft, hard, everything. in my opinion this is the greatest misunderstanding about sirens. they are searching for a match, a sex godess consuming mortals because they don't measure up. she's constantly dissappointed.
i am not saying that you don't. but i am suggesting that your evaluation of sirens is based on the variety that wears this persona like a cloak instead of those that vibrate it, from within.
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