I would have posted this in Nikka's 'Sex in BDSM' thread because I doubt if there'll be enough interest to sustain a thread of its own, but I didn't want to get my ankle bitten for going off-topic.
In the lower half of page two of that thread, Nikka says, "Now, I am sure that no one out there lives a one-dimensional life." (rapid cut to Spitman) "I agree with Nikka that we all have spiritual, social, physical and emotional needs, and that people can have a different focus on their own needs."
Well, maybe not one-dimensional, but not neccessarily four-dimensional, either. To the best of my ability to judge, I have no spirit and no spiritual needs. I would've said that I have physical, mental and emotional needs and considered that social was a subset of emotional. To be blunt, I don't even understand what a spiritual need is.
Now, I'm not doing this to split hairs, but to see if there's anyone out there who can explain what a spiritual need is and why it should be having an impact on me.
Should we start by defining our terms? To me, a physical need is one that you can't survive without (breathing, drinking, sleeping, eating). A mental need is something that's a requirement to live a fulfilling life (speech, mathematics, reading, writing, a survival skill set). An emotional need is something you can live without, but not live without and still be happy (love, companionship, acceptance, sex -- some people would put a challenge to test yourself against in this category). If anyone has different definitions they would like to put forward, or wants to take a crack at defining spiritual, be my guest.
(I post this here to put it in proximity to the thread that inspired it, but I recognise that the moderators may wish to move it elsewhere.)




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(I didn't know what would be next, the Lady of my heart could return any minute - I wouldn't know what she'd wanna do if she'd reappear, fuck me, ride me, sit on my face, whip me or... you name it), something else happened. First of all the Lady of my heart just did not show up. Secondly I was loosing any feeling for time. I was freezing and also started to seriously worry some when I realized that my blood pressure seemed to fall very low and blood circulation sort of started dipping away. I concetrated on that in an attempt to control it. First in a way like "DO NOT HYPERVENTILATE NOW - JUST DON'T!! RELAX!! But it got worse and worse anyway and I was even shivering ("CALM DOWN NOW! - DON'T MAKE IT WORSE!! - JUST DON'T!! ABSOLUTELY DO NOT MAKE IT WORSE AND DO NOT LOSE CONSCIOUSNESS!!!!"). Then, while not having lost consiousness, I seemingly controled the physical problems or, that is, they stopped to matter. I was carried away into a differnt state of consciousness, which is hard to discribe, so I have put it into sort of lyrical words / poem, which reflects this experience. That was what I posted (replying to FF on that other thread), here it is:
