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December 25 1997As it draws to a close, I think about all the things that have come to pass in this year. I consider the many changes in my life, views about different things, and ideas. I think about belief sets, and what they mean to some people. And I am not displeased. It has not been an easy year... no, far from it actually. It has had it's share of hardship, trials, scorn, mockery, disappiontment and pain. On the other hand, there have been strong friendships developed with a select few men, rewarding relationships
I was adding some writings to one of my websites, I stopped to re-read one of them, that was written by the slave of one of my close friends here. As I read it, I found the words of his girl screaming out "I am a slave, and it is all I can be". I read great happiness and fulfillment in her words, highlighted here and there with the pain of being a true slave, the acceptance of the fact that she is only a slave, and she is to be pleasing to her her master, and to men. She spoke of such things as doing the mundane tasks of everyday life