I got a comment from Mindset on the Banana Bread post and her word verification was submsk. She mentioned "the submissive masks we put on for them daily." This got me to thinking about the many masks we all wear for various reasons.
To be clear, I'm not dissing on Mindset's comment--after all, she inspired a post and I have been a bit low on inspiration lately.
Now, there are those times I submit when I really don't want to submit but I do it anyways. Is that a mask? I don't think it is because I'm usually pretty vocal with my objections lol.
The natural evolution of the thought process was (so what if my "natural" appears to be rather abnormal), is submission a mask? Or at least, can it be? You could use it as a mask I suppose...But then it wouldn't really be submission any more would it?
Which of course led to...Thinking about one of the things I love most about ttwd.
There are no masks. Different hats perhaps, but no masks. Everything we are in that moment of His Dominance and my submission is from under the surface of ourselves. It is us without filters, exposing who we are and can be from the depths of that eternal abyss of being. It strips away the masks, the weight of the daily grind, the faces we put on for the people around us.
Ttwd at its most blatant strips away all pretenses of things that we think really matter. In a mild way, it's a bit like birth and death--those are the places where the body functions without the constraints of embarrassment and propriety, and the mind has no room for the menial problems that tend to swallow our daily lives. All that matters is that moment and the person you are sharing it with. Whether it be the first moment life takes a breath, or its last exhale before death, or ttwd in between--these moments bare the soul enough to be closer than our skin will allow.
When you take away the constraints and beliefs of humanity, the expectations of society, the expectations of who and what we should be, the masks we wear every day; we are simply blood, sweat, tears, piss. We are untamed minds swimming in the infinite abyss.
Nowhere do you see these things like in the moments of birth or death. And in ttwd.
And further down still? We are simply energy given the amazing gift of experience.