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[COLOR silver]"just kiss me in the rain so that I will know you are not one of them. those who run for shelter." ~JmStorm
If you seek me you can find me in [group 41243]...where else would you find a storm?
[B]"Not all storms come to disrupt your life, some come to clear your path"[/B]
[COLOR crimson][I]She's mad but she's magic.
There's no lie in her fire.[/I] ~Charles Bukowski
Sooooooo…who am I?
I'm not afraid of labels...they are just a beginning point in our lives and in the description of who we are when people first meet us. To my mind if you can't label yourself somewhat then you don't know yourself very well...or are afraid of who you are or who you might be. I know who I am - even if it changes constantly my core self is my core self. If you don't know who you are, can't find your "label"...I will most likely twist your head into knots and leave you frustrated while I shrug - unless of course I'm mentoring you and then I try to be less maelstromic.
My label? I'm an ontological anarchist, "polytically" incorrect, sensually hedonistic Taurean female with a twist, Old School trained Domina and High Protocol trained slave. At the core of things I'm a babygirlosaurus, primal female warrior and am only truly content with One.
Odd how that confuses people and is so totally clear to me.
I'm the hazy whirl of storm clouds that sweep across the moon on a dark summer night. I am heat and rapture that carries the power of a hurricane at sea. I am a vortex that can pull you in and spit you out. I can be the eye of that storm, all calm serenity and peace. I am a fierce warrior slave, a lazy watchful cougar, an animal never caged, rarely seen and seldom contained. I am the one many wish to possess...few could ever truly handle...more complicated that I wish to be. I'm the one your momma warned you about...and she was right.
I have a razor sharp mind, a warped sense of humor, a raging sense of curiosity and the self-confidence built from a lifetime of experiences to back it up. I am silliness and wisdom, laughter and light, hot as lava and cold as ice, soft and hard, sweet and sour, darkness and passion...often friend and rarely foe. I am kind, but do not suffer fools gladly. I am a dichotomous mass of confliction and contradiction, the one who is in her element in the center of the storm.
Life is about passion for me...in living, in loving, in my sexuality. I can laugh like a 10 year old when reading Dr. Suess and argue the philosophies of Neitschze...I am intensely spiritual and not at all religious...I can cook and clean and sew then change the oil in my Jeep. I am leather and lace and blue jeans and boots..I am a mayhem maker and trouble soother...I am defiant, strong, weak, soft, kind, honest and true. My family and friends are everything to me and I take great pride in the trust, honor and respect they show me and that I am allowed to return with all the strength of my heart. I am the ultimate sensual hedonist...I contain great passion and see beyond labels, living within few boundaries and following no societal rules but my own. All sexual/sensual/erotic moments are greeted with a wantonness and joy of spirit. I am an exhuberant and inexhaustible lover and an even better friend. I am unchangeable only in my changeablity.
Life is a dichotomous mess of amusement…to which sometimes I even get the punchline
I am an alpha human. I believe in the old ways...the protocol and honor and beauty of the Old Guard traditions sing to my soul…though few anymore even really understand what that means. I have a vast level of training and kink interests, which I'm not interested in listing out for people that I barely know. You have to actually TALK to me to learn about the sweet creamy filling. *slow wicked grin*
People ask who I seek...what is my "ideal?" That's impossible to answer. There is no ideal…or maybe it is that we are ALL ideal – for someone. I suppose the most amusing thing to me is that most people find their “ideal” and then aren’t “good enough” for them. My ideal is about like everyone else’s…be perfect please.
Could be I seek the impossible...quite likely the improbable.
Be real, be pure raw male, walk in beauty, be confident, be strong...be one who revels in the maelstrom of chaos.
Who am I ultimately? I am the woman that many men SAY they crave, but few are strong enough to hold. A friend recently gave me a wonderful quote that reminded me of why I was named as I was --- “Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass. It’s about learning to dance in the rain.”
I am the stormdancer.
P.S. My only non-negotiable (ish)...If I'm cooking for you, you are SO carrying in the freakin' groceries
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