Mirror.

In that mirror, she saw her blemishes and imperfections. She saw the woman who use to get berated by him and was called ugly and made to feel unloved. The one who use to cry herself to sleep, but now doesn't even bother closing her eyes, because she can't risk seeing those moments play out again. In this mirror, she sees her strength and amazing attributes. She sees a woman who gets told constantly how wonderful and beautiful she truly is and shown through actions, what it feels like to be cared for. A woman who now smiles before she sleeps and dreams of being held again and kissed gently on the forehead. The one who can't wait to play out these moments again. While there is only one of us, there are many reflections we can see. Depending on the mirror, some might be fairly accurate and some might be extremely distorted. But no mirror will ever capture the full picture of who you are. Don't be beholden to an image from a broken mirror, look for a new one who sees you for what you are and won't try to taint your image, but simply celebrate it instead.

TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES and leave your past at the door.

Our past - It defines us, it guides us, it will even destroy us if we’re not careful. 

I’ve spent years beating my past, chipping away at the edges and building a new life with the bricks I create.

But sometimes it still leads me around like a monkey in a bad circus. Takes a hold of the leash and drags me through an old hell only to flatten all the new foundations I’ve built.

Our past can be venomous, a lethal mix of warped imagination based off the hurt others have caused you. It stains the hopes and dreams you’ve somehow found in a world of billions and tears you away from what’s important.

You can waste countless hours worrying about things that aren’t even there. You’ll create problems out of thin air because you’re expecting them to repeat themselves. You'll say things to loved ones who never deserved to hear them from your lips and all because you’re living with the memories of past hurts.

There’s no shame in not having fully controlled it yet, the shame comes from the devastation you’ll bring into your new life, with beautiful people who played no part in the old one. The shame comes from you knowing you didn’t need to ruin that moment, but you went ahead and did it anyway.

"A man /woman who does not take their shoes off when entering your heart, is ready to leave at any moment. That person did not come to stay. They came to visit."

By letting my past dictate parts of my conscience, I’ve almost become that visitor. I’d left my shoes on. I was subconsciously preparing to move on because I was expecting the past to repeat itself.

Why? Because that’s what I know. My past has a sick loop attached to it. A fucked up Groundhog Day with a violent shield I put up the second I feel threatened. Shield up, sword drawn ready to fight. I won't be beaten. But to never lose in defensive means you actually never win either. Sure, you scare away the demons, but only to be left standing there alone on the battlefield as the enemy retreats back to the castle for festivities. An empty battlefield is a very lonely place.

Don’t waste time on your past unless you’ve harnessed it for positivity. Don’t waste time on people who mean fuck all and can never take what's yours anyway. Don’t exert immense energy on people who don’t even know you exist.

Cut the serpent off at the head. Look forward, see what’s real and valuable then focus on it. If you’re in a relationship that blows your mind, it’s because you deserve to be there, you’ve earned it. Don’t let the past steal a single minute of it.

Take off your shoes, settle in and enjoy the moment you’re in, not the ones you think are coming.

It’s my goal from this day onwards to never look back and leave my past at the door.

Celebrate them.

Lots of us have had that thought at the end of a relationship that their partner will never be as happy without them as they were with them, especially if they're the ones who don't want the relationship to end. But as we all know, that's usually not the case. People move on and find happiness elsewhere. Plus that happiness you think they had with you, might be colored a little brighter than the happiness they remember.

One of the biggest blows you'll have besides the initial break up is when you realize they are happy without you. That they're living their life and not trapped in the same cloud of misery you're in. It hurts, because it doesn't line up with what you thought to be true and you make it about you. You think their new found joy is somehow a reflection on you and it makes you feel even worse. That people are just better without you.

But that's usually not the case. You're self worth needs to be independent from any relationship you have. The fact is, you may have had a great relationship until you didn't. When it broke down and you both couldn't figure out a way to get back to that good place, then you split. Of course, when someone loses someone they once loved and that person is now a source of huge pain, there will be a transition period afterwards and the chance of them finding another new shiny person who'll flood them with warm feelings is high.

When it happens to your ex, celebrate it. You won't want to. You'll want to do just the opposite. But celebrate it instead. Because someone you love is doing well. We shouldn't need to be in a "relationship", with them in order for us to recognize that is a good thing. It doesn't even have to be another relationship they find, it could be anything that fulfills them and brings them a smile. 

Celebrate it.

Because when you do, you'll find their state of being says nothing about yours. Only you are responsible for looking after yourself and a big step in that is letting go of any unnecessary anger that isn't truly justified. Negative emotions can affect our daily existence like we're wearing a ball and chain. Hard to move, hard to live with that weight around us.

Let it go. Remember, you wanted the best for them, to protect them and cherish them. Do that no matter your label to them. Because you might just find that when you celebrate the joy of another, makes it easier for them to be happy for our successes as well. When we support each other, great things can be created.

Let's all create something great together by celebrating each other, always.

Unless they were truly an abusive asshole, then fuck em!

Forgiveness is the only option.

We often carry grudges and wish harm on our enemies.

When we’ve been wronged we only have two possible responses when it comes to those who have hurt us: we can offer forgiveness or we can choose to be bitter.

The thing is bitter people have every right to be angry. Whatever happened to you may have been catastrophic. Someone may have pretended to be someone they aren't, they may have physically or emotionally abused you, or perhaps cut you down with words that they won’t ever be able to take back. Maybe it didn’t seem like a big deal at first but the person who caused you the pain was someone you loved, trusted, and had given privileged access to your world.

There is worse pain than betrayal.

And it’s natural for us to seek revenge. We fight back. We won’t let anything stop us from inflicting pain on those who have dropped the emotional hammer on our soul. It’s the standard playground rule: if you hurt me, I’m going to hurt you. But that rarely gets you anywhere. You may gain a momentary relief but you’re going to eventually have to shoulder the weight of regret.

But what if we took another path? What if revenge wasn’t an option? What if we offered forgiveness to those who have treated us so poorly?

I can see you bowing up at the computer screen as we speak. Take a deep breath and wipe away every preconceived notion you had about that silly little word, forgiveness.

Just because you offer it doesn’t mean you’re denying that the act occurred or that you are diminishing how you felt when it happened. You aren't saying that it’s no big deal. You aren't enabling someone to continue on in the vicious cycle of hurting you. You're not sweeping things under the rug and covering up the crime that was committed against you. You aren't forgetting that it happened- that’s impossible. You're not even asking for reconciliation as it takes a commitment from both sides to kiss-and-make up.

But what we are doing is this: when you offer forgiveness, you’re removing the control that someone else has over you . As long as someone remains unforgiven, you’re granting them the right to loom large in your life by allowing him or her to maintain an emotional presence in your world. When you grant them release, you’re freeing yourself from them. While you’re carrying around this burden, you’re ensnared and in chains (and not the good kind).

It’s not an easy process. It could take an immeasurable amount of time to release someone from the wrong they have done to you. But you'll benefit in the end and your load will be a tad bit lighter.

"If we don't pursue forgiveness, the same wounds by which we are broken are wounds we will use to break others."

- Erwin McManus

How Beautiful are the People who Appear out of Nowhere.

The most beautiful ones, are the people who appear out of nowhere and without a motive. The ones who just sit next to you and smile. You smile back, and from this simple, kind exchange a real friendship is born.

There were people in my life for whom I fought so hard. To whom I gave and gave, then gave even more. I received back in drops, every now and then just so they would ensure I wouldn't dissappear. There were people from whom I only received excuses, therefore I started associating love with war. The kind of war I would fight until blood would show, if possible. But love is peaceful and it should redress your ballance in this upside world. There are moments when you can't understand this and you fight. Until the very end, hoping to save as many wounded as possible. In the end you realize, the victims are the ones that fought to save themselves.

If you don't feel at home near a person, leave. 

If you don't feel your heart breath easier after a hard day, leave. 

If you don't see your eyes smile more then cry, leave. 

If you feel on a permanent alert in a place you should rest, put your weapons down and leave. 

Be wise and understand when it's time to end a fight. 

Love and friendship are not battlefields where you dress your wounds without cleaning them first.

Love is an oasis of peace you find confort in, after a day of fighting society's dragons. Friendship is a shoulder you lean on, without being afraid of it's grip.

How beautiful are the ones we love who once appeared out of nowhere!

Why Do We Hold On When We Should Let Go?

Why do we hold on to things when we should let go? 

Why do we shoulder the burden ourselves rather than share it. 

Why do we keep the way we feel to ourselves? 

Why is it so hard to say, "I'm not okay." or "That really hurt." 

Why is it so easy to give in when you know you're going to get hurt?

Why is it so hard to be truly naked with our feelings? 

Why can't we be brave, vulnerable, bear our naked souls, to the few people in our lives who deserve it?

We're insecure. 

Every one of us. 

That's why. 

Even when we won't admit it. 

Even when it's painfully obvious. 

If we're completely naked, all our cards on the table, we may be too much; too intense, too extreme and you may get left. 

No one wants to be alone. 

No one wants to lose the good.

So we sacrifice ourselves. 

We cover our wounds. 

We cover our scars. 

We cover our hurt with delusions of "Yea, I'm fine."

The fear of being alone is greater than admitting you're human, so we go on telling the world we're okay and we let it fester until resentment unfolds.

Be brave. 

Be bold. 

Admit you're human.

The result may surprise you.

You get what you work for, not what you wish for - Santa

There are a million-and-one things on my wish list.

Flipkart knows it. 

Amazon knows it. 

Myntra knows it. 

Snapdeal knows it.

And some are things which can't be purchased but are on wishlist.

It's like a Best Buy exploded on a piece of paper. I've spent a considerable amount of my life wishing for things that I didn't have. It includes any number of things that strike my fancy. There have been things I've wanted, things that I've needed, things that I didn't know I needed until after I'd had a small taste and things I thought I needed but really didn't.

I welcome peace, trust, acceptance, and safety into my life. Thanks Santa.

Now, don't get me wrong, I've lived a blessed life. I can't tell you that I've always had the things I've wanted but I have never had to go without food on my table or heat in my home. But I've never had those things handed to me. I've always had to work for them. Hang with me for a second before you write this off as some poorly-crafted Republican informercial. The one thing I've realized is that being content pretty much amplifies who you already are.

The reality is that you get what you work for, not simply what you wish for.

As helpful as it would be- there isn't some whimsical elf like figure taking up residence in your home and reporting back to Santa what you want your relationship dynamic to look like. It seems like lately I'm continuing to stumble upon a number of people who are simple casting their cares on a wishing well and hoping things will change without any effort.

If you aren't willing to commit to rolling up your sleeves and getting your hands dirty- you're more- than-likely going to be sorely disappointed at the output of your dynamic. As much as the Fetlandia trolls would like for you to believe, relationships don't happen at the snap of the fingers. You don't demand for her to love and take care of you without navigating through her mind. It takes work. What makes you think she's going to trust you with her body when you can't take a minute to check on her throughout the day?

You want to show you care for her? 

Take time to run your fingers through her hair.

You want her to do your desires? 

Take time to prove you won't ruin her.

You want her to serve you? 

Take time to serve her first.

You want her to trust you explicitly without question? 

Take time to prove that you'll be there when things get rough.

You want to give you her soul? 

Take time to fucking work for it.

It takes less than five seconds to send a thinking about you text in the morning. You aren't less of a man for bringing her a cup of coffee when she wakes up in the morning (and if you think you are, let me know how she takes her coffee, and I'll bring it to her in my bed). Hold her hand and let her know she's safe. When she's had a bad day, listen to her vent before offering up solutions. If you promise that you're always going to be there, don't flake when she needs you.

Relationships of all kinds take an indescribable amount of work. But  in between, it requires a significant amount of additional effort to build trust. If you aren't willing to put forth the effort necessary to establish such an accord, you're only going to wind-up hurting them in the end. Quit wishing for a better dynamic. Put in the work and reap the rewards.

Abuse is not glamorous or cool.  It is never OK, under any circumstances. She wants to feel safe, respected and cared for by a man she can trust.

There are no shades of grey here. Not even one.

Let Your Heart Do The Thinking.

We are accustomed to chase after things we want. To question everything. We nurture our soul with fears that do nothing but feed the pessimism over and over again. We've taken evil by the arm and walk around with it as if best friends. I wonder when we transformed ourselves in robots that are led by too much rational and too little heart.

Unfortunately, love has become a taboo subject. We find love at every corner. We love shoes, they love cars. We think we love everything, when in fact, we love nothing. We are willing to give up in one night all we have accumulated in a lifetime, all for love. To give up principles that define us, to tie our arms to people that at best give us safety and maybe confort. We are afraid to admit that we love with our mind when, our heart is tamed by chains of ignorance and indifference. We are led by fear. Fear that maybe tomorrow we will starve, be homeless or have a huge fight with our partner and therefore break up. We got here because we question everything, we fear making mistakes, we fear walking a path and being led by feelings. Because fear is easy. Don't take risks and you won't get hurt. We have become accustomed to not wanting to hurt. But love transcends pain if you let it.

I would say we love wrong but, in fact, we dont love anymore. We simulate love. We experiment with feelings. Test people. We live in a superficial way. Our mind in the present, our heart in the past. We don't love because we think too much. Love is put into practice not thought about. Where there is too much fear, there is too little love. Maybe none. When you see someone you like and over think telling them, you already passed love through your mind's filter. You will chose not to every time.

Love knows no fear. 

Not fear of rejection. 

Not fear of defeat. 

Not even fear of suffering. 

Love dances and is always free, even, when the only music is played by busy minds. Love is not an impulse but an organ. A vital one, I would say but not for all. Many of us can live without love, easily so, just as we can live without a kidney. They are lost because they are oblivious. They think too much. When find the time to feel as well? You don't lose anything if you reserve your right to love. In fact, why reserve it? You were born to love.

Don't be afraid to give. 

Don't be afraid to give. 

Don't be afraid to take.

Love with your heart, your mind is too busy already discussing ideas, to bother with love as well.

It's so easy to be happy. Why are we so afraid?

There is no spoon.

There's a part in the matrix movie in which Neo goes to see the Oracle and there's a child who is in the room bending spoons with just his mind. When Neo inquires about how that is possible, the kid says he can bend the spoon, because there is no spoon.

The matrix is a construct and not a reality, so anything in it doesn't really exist, so neither does the physics that would normally rule over our existence.

It's funny how in life we give a false sense of reality and power to things that don't exist. We often submit to the fears of what we think to be true or what we believe might come about and not pay enough attention to the reality of our situations. We are slaves to our filtered and biased perceptions and they are just that, a perceived version of our reality, not reality itself. Dont lose yourself worrying about something that doesn't even exist.

Remember, there is no spoon.

Often time the things that trouble us the most reside more in our heads more than they do in our lives.

As they say, there is nothing to fear except fear itself. Because most of the time what you are afraid of is the unknown. Don't fear something that's not based on anything tangible, when in reality it's based on your own personal fears. You can overcome a fear that's based on nothing more than an emotional thought, by realizing that's all it is.

That's because there is no spoon.

Worry less about what might be or what you think is going to transpire and simply focus on the reality before you, in the moment you find yourself in. 

Be mindful of the future, but don't ever be fearful of it. Ever.

Because there is nothing to fear except fear itself and you have as much power over that fear you hide from as you want, because that fear is a construct and there is no spoon.

When He WANTS You. And When He NEEDS You.

There is a difference, 

Between a man that wants you, 

And a man that needs you. 

Yes. 

Oh yes. 

There is a difference, 

My love.

A man that wants you 

He sees something he craves. 

He salivates.

He watches. 

Ready to make his move, 

And he waits for his moment.

A man that needs you 

He sees a woman he deserves. 

He learns her. 

He looks into her eyes. 

And he does not hesitate, 

He makes his moment.

A man that wants you 

Will worship your body, 

Maybe the things that you say. 

He pleasures you, 

With the parts of himself he is willing to share. 

And he asks for little in return.

A man that needs you 

He will worship your body, 

And soul. 

And mind. 

And heart. 

He will possess you. 

And he will please you with everything he has. 

He demands all of you in return.

There is a difference. 

When a man wants you? 

He’s renting.

When a man needs you? 

He will own you.

When You Love Someone

When you love someone, you care about their well being, success, happiness, health and growth. You want them to be well and you'd be willing to help them if they needed it.

When you love someone, you respect them and cherish who they truly are. You accept their flaws and understand that while they may not be perfect, it's their imperfections that colors their personality with the humanity you adore.

When you love someone, they take up a place in your soul permanently. They are never far from your thoughts and often times you'll smile at nothing more than a special memory and a warm feeling.

When you love someone. You know it. You accept it and use that love in its proper context. Love will display itself in many different ways and has a different texture and application depending on the relationship with who you love. But love is also universal and true, it's a lot of things to a lot of people.

When you love someone. You care, truly and deeply. You don't just hand out platitudes, you hand them your heart and would do anything to help them if you could and they needed it.

When you love someone, you do all of that and feel that way regardless if you're in a relationship with them or not. Even if you haven't spoken in ages, they still have a special place in your heart. Love never grows old and love never dies, it's just sometimes we bury it under things like jealously and resentment that we no longer have access to it.

When You Kiss Her.

Kiss her like she’s the only woman that exists. She is. 

Kiss her with your fist full of her hair, pull her in in tight. She loves that. 

Kiss her with your eyes locked in hers. You'll own the moment. 

Kiss her until things around you blur away. They don't matter. 

Kiss her so you take her breath away. Literally, make her brain turn off. 

Lift her off her feet when you kiss her, even if only a little. She'll feel like a Princess and love you for it.

Kiss her like the world is about to end in an explosion around you. Life is uncertain, it might be about to end. 

Kiss her with hunger, anger, passion, possession, rage even but make her feel that energy pouring from you. Just do it. 

Kiss her so a passerby reaches for their phone to call the police. 

Keep kissing her when they arrive. Just. Fucking. Ignore. Them. 

Crush her lips, claim her lips as yours. She wants you to TAKE them. 

And don’t just curl her toes, cramp her toes! Make sure she remembers ‘That Kiss’ when you put your arm around her and walk away from that place. 

Just before you walk away together, kiss her forehead and tell her She's Sweetheart you loves truly. Let her melt into your chest when you do. 

When you kiss her

"Mean It."

Life Lessons!

Here's some random 'nuggets of pointless' that I've picked up in my 20 - something years.

Attractiveness

Women, generally speaking, think themselves less attractive than you think they are. This means, as a guy, you're sitting at the bar wanting to go over and talk to her, but you think she's too good looking for you, so you talk about football with your buddy instead. Meanwhile, she's over there wondering why no one is talking to her, and becoming convinced that she must look weird. Or her boobs aren't the 'right' size. Or her elbows are funny looking.

Lesson: It's a wonder we manage to breed as a species at all.

Sex

Most women like sex. Don't argue with her if she wants it. And for fucks sake - don't over think that shit. Give her what she wants. 

Lesson: Trust me, the world will be a better place.

Glasses

Women look better in glasses than men do. Almost without exception. And it's fucking annoying. 

Lesson: If you need glasses, be female.

Problems and Solutions

The world is made up of two types of people. Around 90% of us are the type that sees the problem, and tells you about it. While 10% of us are the type that sees the problem and suggests 3 solutions. The later type are typically your CEO's, bazillionaires, entrepreneurs, and general get-shit-done-bad-ass-bitches.

Lesson: Try not to be in the 90% . Even if you never quite get out of the herd, at least by trying you'll be a little less annoying to us 10%ers.

Dicks

Having a penis is excellent. Interestingly, in many cultures, simply having a penis affords you some additional benefits beyond simply being able to stick it into people. Or things. Some of these benefits are subtle, and some are utterly outrageous.

Lesson: If you have a dick, don't BE a dick. You've got it pretty good.

But here's the something I haven't figured out yet

Why - in my fucking twenties, can I still not spell 'necessary' without autocorrect helping me out?

The Fuck?

When You Kiss Her.

When you love someone, you care about their well being, success, happiness, health and growth. You want them to be well and you'd be willing to help them if they needed it.

When you love someone, you respect them and cherish who they truly are. You accept their flaws and understand that while they may not be perfect, it's their imperfections that colors their personality with the humanity you adore.

When you love someone, they take up a place in your soul permanently. They are never far from your thoughts and often times you'll smile at nothing more than a special memory and a warm feeling.

When you love someone. You know it. You accept it and use that love in its proper context. Love will display itself in many different ways and has a different texture and application depending on the relationship with who you love. But love is also universal and true, it's a lot of things to a lot of people.

When you love someone. You care, truly and deeply. You don't just hand out platitudes, you hand them your heart and would do anything to help them if you could and they needed it.

When you love someone, you do all of that and feel that way regardless if you're in a relationship with them or not. Even if you haven't spoken in ages, they still have a special place in your heart. Love never grows old and love never dies, it's just sometimes we bury it under things like jealously and resentment that we no longer have access to it.

When you love someone.

When you love someone, you care about their well being, success, happiness, health and growth. You want them to be well and you'd be willing to help them if they needed it.

When you love someone, you respect them and cherish who they truly are. You accept their flaws and understand that while they may not be perfect, it's their imperfections that colors their personality with the humanity you adore.

When you love someone, they take up a place in your soul permanently. They are never far from your thoughts and often times you'll smile at nothing more than a special memory and a warm feeling.

When you love someone. You know it. You accept it and use that love in its proper context. Love will display itself in many different ways and has a different texture and application depending on the relationship with who you love. But love is also universal and true, it's a lot of things to a lot of people.

When you love someone. You care, truly and deeply. You don't just hand out platitudes, you hand them your heart and would do anything to help them if you could and they needed it.

When you love someone, you do all of that and feel that way regardless if you're in a relationship with them or not. Even if you haven't spoken in ages, they still have a special place in your heart. Love never grows old and love never dies, it's just sometimes we bury it under things like jealously and resentment that we no longer have access to it.

Forever. Together. Almost.

Her - I really miss you 

Me - I miss you too! 

Her - Being apart is difficult. 

Me - Yes it is. Makes me appreciate our time together. 

Her - Me too! That's so sweet! 

Me - Makes me wanna be with you all the time. ALL THE TIME! 

Her - Me too! All the time! 

Me - Yep. All the time. 23/6. 

Her - 23/6?? That's not all the time! 

Me - Well, it's really close. 

Her - Close?? What about the other 24 hours?!?! 

Me - Well, nothing wrong with a little down time. 

Her - Down time!?!? WTF?? Downtime???? 

Me - Not to get away from you! Just cause MISSING you is such a treat. Reunion Sex! 

Her - Reunion Sex? Hmmmm.....ok. Good save. 

Me - (Whew!!) Thanks! Did I mention I miss you???

It's important you are speaking the right relationship language.

Love is not one size fits all and it's not always spoken in the same language between couples. I'm not talking about saying it in English, Hindi, French or Spanish, but I'm talking about how it's communicated through actions, words and interactions most of all.

Some might express love with flowers, while someone else might convey the same thing with spanking their significant other. Some might be gentle with the one they love while someone else might be harsh and rough with them. Some might want romantic dinners by candle light, some might just want kinky nights. Others might want it all.

Beyond feelings is the ability to express and live out those feelings. There are an infinite number of ways to tell someone you love them. Saying it is only one way and often the cheapest and easiest, but not always the best or most appropriate way to say it.

As the saying goes, actions speak louder than words and love is a verb. Well, those actions joined together are their own language.

You can say I love you in many different ways, it's not just feeling something for someone, but understanding what language they speak and knowing how to speak it. Because each relationship has its own language and when you start speaking a different one, than the one you both created, then you're not going to understand each other and no one enjoys having to overcome a language barrier.

P.S. If you're a book worm or looking for a book to read, I recommend - The 5 Love Languages by Gary Chapman. Go for it.

Girls, Unlocked.

From a distance, they like to chat, have interesting conversations and aren't the sum total of what's on their mind.

Up close and in person, they like to chat, have interesting conversations and aren't the sum total of what's on their mind. 

And sometimes, when you chat, have interesting conversations and realize that she isn't the sum total of what's on her mind, 

She might love you like there is no tomorrow.

Keep Calm. It's Just a Movie. And You Should Watch It.

Source : Google.com

Hello everyone.

Go see the "Fifty Shades of Grey" movie.

Yes, it's a crap book, and we know the film won't portray BDSM in a realistic light (but it may do) Everyone I know has a different take on what is "the right way" to do fetish, and this film is just another version.

But Support the film.

"WTF?" you asked.

This that moment where you say, "But man, the story is crap, the grammar is crap, the metaphors are crap, the author's English would not have passed high school testing, it's a terrible representation of BDSM community, why in God's name are you advocating the movie?"

Here's why :

While I agree with every detractor regarding the books and the abusive nature of the story, the TRUTH IS - love it or hate it - that this book and this story have brought a MUCH WIDER ACCEPTANCE of BDSM IN GENERAL.

Over 100 Million copies of the books have been SOLD, and that number does not even include illegal downloads of the book, people lending the book, and the Waiting Lists at local libraries of people who want to read the book.

To give you some perspective, if we consider only people over the age of 18, that means about ONE IN EVERY 40 LITERATE ADULTS ON EARTH HAS OBTAINED THIS BOOK.
(Find my mathematical expression at the end of the blog.)

What this means is that, that "secret subject", that "taboo topic" of BDSM and D/s relationship is now FIRMLY OUT OF THE CLOSET ON A GLOBAL SCALE.

Does this mean that all these newcomers are getting a Good, Positive Idea of what BDSM is About?

Hell No.

50 Shades of Grey – the book and what we’ve seen so far of the film – is an inaccurate depiction of a BDSM relationship.

I don't know if you know that the BDSM community is entirely centred around the concept of consent. Consent is the very cornerstone of BDSM play. Those in the real-life BDSM community never indulge in kinky play without the consent of another. There can be no coercion or begging involved; it must be a consensual exchange of sexual and physical energy.

Throughout any BDSM scene, from the very beginning to the very end, consent must be positively and consistently given – and yet, many of the scenes in 50 Shades appear to happen without the consent of Anastasia, the submissive. Without consent, there can be no BDSM play.

Without consent, it is abuse.

It seems that even the author, E.L. James, misunderstands what a real BDSM community is like. Her “hunk”, Christian Grey, is a character that engages in sado-masochistic behaviour because he suffered through an abusive childhood, and at the end of the book, he is “cured” of his deviances and goes on to marry his partner, have children and live a vanilla life.

This is painfully wrong in two major ways. First, the implication that S&M is an outlet for a person’s inner demons because they are “damaged” degrades the many, many people who enjoy kink in a sane, safe way. Second, the implication that a victim of domestic abuse can eventually change the behaviour of his or her abuser is an incredibly troubling message to send out. Love, unfortunately, does not save all.

The very fact that you’re reading this blog also helps to maintain a healthy conversation around sexuality and the concepts of both Risk Aware Consensual Kink and “safe, sane and consensual”, two standards to which most in the BDSM community adhere. If you do nothing else today, look up those terms and learn a little more about what BDSM really is.

AT LEAST people are now OPEN TO TALKING ABOUT IT.

Supporting this movie means that, if box office ticket sales are good, then Hollywood will "Green Light" the next two books being made into films as well. That means about THREE YEARS during which This Will Be an Open Topic to Discuss.

This is - In Fact - an AMAZING opportunity to Educate the masses in WHY we/you find BDSM and D/s so profoundly Beautiful.

Do not curse the "Darkness of Nonsense" that 50 Shades vomits forth.

Rather, light a single torch - your knowledge of the Real World of Safe, Sane & Consensual BDSM and D/s - and bring your light into the darkness.

For the maths freak out there:

Average maximum age = 72 (globally)

Subtract 18 and under = 25%.
Seven Billion People on Earth x .75 = 5,250,000,000.
According to UNESCO there are approximately 1 Billion Non-Literate adults in the world = 4,250,000,000 Adult Readers.
Divide that by 100 Million Book Sales = 42.5.
And that does not include illegal downloads - the book started as an ebook and a search for "Fifty Shades Free Download" yields 9,850,000 pages on Google.
Add borrowing and sharing the book as well as libraries etc, and 1 out of every 42.5 is actually figuring too high.
So if we add in 5 Million non- purchased views conservatively, it's actually more like 1 out of every 40 people have read/obtained this book.

Your Soul For A Kiss!

Source : Google.com

Staring intently into her eyes feeling the power of the draw of that first kiss, he slowly break away and move closer to her ear with his lips. “I am going to take your soul”, he whispered. Feeling his breath on her neck as a tingle ran down her spine, she replied “How can you do that?” His response was, “Simply with a kiss.” She stood there looking at him in total disbelief knowing it was true and wanting it to happen. But in an act of bold defiance she said, “You cannot do that, that is impossible” and laughed.

"Once we kiss I will draw you in and you will have no choice to but to accept."

"But how do you even know where my soul lives?"

"Oh, I know where it lives, I have been there before, it lives in the delicate space behind your heart and my kiss will call its name."

With that simple but truthful statement a gust of wind came out of the sky and encircled them in its arms. Together they stood there catching their breath; she staggered a little and fell into his chest. He grabbed her and pulled her close when she whispered in his ear, “Take what you want, as it’s already been yours for years.”

With that said they started to kiss. Painfully slow the pull of attraction being drawn together without turning back but she teased him and pulled away with a smile and a little laugh. Then he placed one hand gently on her face the other in her hair, their lips drew together like magnets and hearts pounding together as one. Their slightly parted lips touching and opening to feel the full wetness of mouths as weakness and desire came over them, she could feel him growing against her hip. But they agreed nothing more would happen, other than this kiss.

Lips locked together perfectly, tongues moving in unison, exploring and finding bliss. A wave of dizziness came over her and she let out a tiny moan which made him kiss her even harder. Breaking away she took her tongue and traced his lips imparting a gentle kiss and playfully biting his lower lip. Returning to fully embracing his mouth they kissed for hours that day, loving every sound and every touch.

Feeling the high, the joy and the desire they looked around to make sure they were still alone, still drawn by the energy that bound them together. Safely resting in his arms, looking into his eyes, he whispered, “How does it feel to have traded your soul for a kiss?”