Does the thought of one woman controlling another woman's mind thrill you beyond measure? Do your favorite dreams come wrapped in latex or rubber? How do you feel about robots? Here I am. I'm waiting.
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Saturday, October 31, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Lake monster is GO
Sunday, October 25, 2009
just this once
I would never even have noticed this yellow story, much less bothered to read it, if Jukebox hadn't specifically told me I'd like it. And I sooo did. :-) Of course, it didn't hurt that I'd just listened to Lady Ru'etha's Robotics 1.02 a few hours earlier. And that Jukebox almost seems to have written this story with all my personal hottest fetish buttons in mind.
"Dixie Pixie"! Haw!
"Dixie Pixie"! Haw!
Robotic Transformation Ongoing....
Lady Ru'etha called me again yesterday. She and Jukebox and I have something very exciting in the works, but I probably won't tell you what it is until afterwards. Either of them might, though, so keep an eye on their blogs. ;-)In the meantime, Lady Ru'etha has also given me a review copy of the second mp3 in her Robotic Transformation series: Antivirus. This session builds on both the "Safe Space" recording (included with the Robotics 1.02 package) and Robotics 1.01: Initialization. After "Safe Space" and "Robotics 1.01" install your robotic programming, the "Antivirus" program helps protect you from unscrupulous hypnotists and other sneaky types who'd influence you in a way that you wouldn't want or need if you'd been given a choice.
Listening to the opening sections of "Antivirus," I found myself half afraid that I'd find some unwelcome surprises in my own mind, but thank goodness I didn't. On the other hand, the program did reaffirm that I've been unhealthily influenced by some people around me and by some of what I see and read online. And interestingly enough, even a couple of hours after I'd finished the session, I continued to recognize and correct my unthinking acceptance of other people's points of view, even about things as mundane as what movies I "ought" to like. That "error flag" system of Lady Ru'etha's really works! And how much more effective will it be after I've listened to the session several times? I really do want to be less gullible, and I've discovered that one key to change through hypnosis is really wanting it. That's not the only key, but it's an important one.
Fortunately, Lady Ru'etha makes the "antivirus program" very appealing by tying it, time after time, to the idea that it will help the robotic you function at optimal performance. Plus, it will please your programmer. ;-) But for those of you who like to live a little closer to the edge than I do, Lady Ru'etha is also working on a "Security Backdoor" mp3 which will allow her - and her alone - to breach the antivirus program and have her way with you. She says this program will come with a ton of disclaimers. ;-P
As for me, I'm looking forward to the "Skins" session, which she says will allow you to customize the look of your robotic self. I would so love to be able to imagine myself with silver skin and eyes!
But one other thing before I go. Remember when I talked about listening to Lady Ru'etha's "Voice" session and how delightfully deep it took me? Well, it turns out that she has that recording available for the public, as well. I recommend it very, very highly. :-)
Saturday, October 24, 2009
that look
I really do feel sorry for Apnea. I could tell she had some sort of issues going on, long before I ever started reading her blog. And she posted the image at left (along with several others) as evidence of how she looks when she's in a deep depression and/or not feeling much of anything at all. So I do have a lot of sympathy for her.But at the same time, I have to admit that that blank, passive stare hits me in a way her more lively pictures don't. Those of you who follow my blog won't need any explanation; you probably feel the same, or you wouldn't be here.
So here are a few more blank stares that, as far as I know, don't have any sad stories behind them. The model is PXE, or at least that's the name she goes by on Deviant Art. She seems to be a vibrant person overall, but I can't help noticing that there's something interesting going on with her eyes and/or expression in many of her photos. Make of that what you will...especially the second image, which is just begging to have a story written about it!
Thursday, October 22, 2009
It was all a dream
And thank goodness.
I just woke up a few minutes ago, and I am so thankful to be back in the real world that I just had to blog about it. Last night I dreamed that a dear young relative in elementary school revealed that he and his friends had discovered my "thrall" identity (Apparently, Millennium Kids have mad hacker skilz), and it was now common knowledge around town. Then, as I was trying to talk to this relative about keeping quiet, my stepfather came into the room and revealed that he knew about it; and he proceeded to give me just the kind of lecture I've been afraid my parents would give me if they knew about my online activities.
And then, oh Lord, my mother found out.
And if that weren't enough, I went on to dream about waking up, thinking it was all a dream, and realizing it wasn't. I did this several times, until I finally deleted my blog and asked Simon to remove all my stories from the EMCSA, just hoping no one from work had found out about them yet.
I suppose this must be the flip side of closet exhibitionism: fear of being discovered for real. And I suppose I must have needed the reminder of how mortified I'd be if it happened - not to mention how my job might be endangered. I just hope my subconscious has gotten this particular fear out of its system now. Forever. I've never been so happy to wake up for real in my whole life.
I just woke up a few minutes ago, and I am so thankful to be back in the real world that I just had to blog about it. Last night I dreamed that a dear young relative in elementary school revealed that he and his friends had discovered my "thrall" identity (Apparently, Millennium Kids have mad hacker skilz), and it was now common knowledge around town. Then, as I was trying to talk to this relative about keeping quiet, my stepfather came into the room and revealed that he knew about it; and he proceeded to give me just the kind of lecture I've been afraid my parents would give me if they knew about my online activities.
And then, oh Lord, my mother found out.
And if that weren't enough, I went on to dream about waking up, thinking it was all a dream, and realizing it wasn't. I did this several times, until I finally deleted my blog and asked Simon to remove all my stories from the EMCSA, just hoping no one from work had found out about them yet.
I suppose this must be the flip side of closet exhibitionism: fear of being discovered for real. And I suppose I must have needed the reminder of how mortified I'd be if it happened - not to mention how my job might be endangered. I just hope my subconscious has gotten this particular fear out of its system now. Forever. I've never been so happy to wake up for real in my whole life.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Whee! Brainstorm!
Funny the things that come to me during my drive home from work each day...like an entirely new ending to the story I'm in the middle of writing. That's a first for me, since I normally plan everything out pretty thoroughly before starting to write, and I don't deviate much from that plan once I start. But the new and improved ending for "Union, Reunion" is going to knock you for an exciting loop.
I hope.
Anyway, I'm very excited about it. I can't wait to write that scene. :-)
I hope.
Anyway, I'm very excited about it. I can't wait to write that scene. :-)
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