Change begins when the pain of staying the same becomes greater than the pain of changing. Change takes time though. It takes time for the seeds to begin growing within, time to understand and process, time for the growth to mature, and time for the old self to die and fall away.
When Jaa1 left me in charge of this website she inadvertently planted those seeds of creativity in my mind. However the scope for major change is always limited by both stagnation and procrastination, one attracting the other like mosquitoes to a still pool of water and ultimately it’s desperation not inspiration that start the engine of productivity. For me that desperation came from being comfortable waiting for the growth to mature, it felt wasteful. Try to walk by my side one day and you’ll get a feel for the swiftness of how I always want to get to where I’m going.
I’m changing again, like a disease that mutates except this is a good disease in that I know what it wants. It wants to turn me into something else. That’s not too terrible is it? Most people would give anything to be turned into something else.
In this case, I want to turn myself into an artist, one who expresses femdom as the art form it truly is. The second coming of Vātsyāyana perhaps , rewriting the Kama Sutra of modern day seduction. To accomplish that, the old self had to die and fall away, regardless of how successful she was. It’s one thing to be successful, it’s quite another to be the very best at what one does.
It’s hard to explain to you my vision.
I’m sure though Vātsyāyana , Aphrodite, Rati or Freyja would have been bemused at the frivolousness of Twitter, Facebook and the like. I too choose not to portray my intelligence in 140 characters or less, the square root of which being the average intelligence level of the men following that ilk.
Instead I demand a higher class of man, one who would take the time to appreciate the depth of this website. For him this site is a veritable imaginarium, a gateway to understanding one’s fantasies. It’s why although I start out in your mind as a Goddess, I end up being your therapist in most cases.
Change is the only constant. I have to throw a rock into the pond every now and then to upset the mosquitos.
Go ahead, scratch your head all you want, it’ll all be clear soon and I guarantee you when you see it you’ll all collectively say “ahhhh”
Isn’t that what a good therapist does anyways? haha
Jaa2