19.0209-1000=ai= Tantric shamanism
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Dear Marla,
I've been pondering James' words about my rubber fetish having elements of Tantric Shamanism. At first, I thought he was just spouting mystical mumbo-jumbo to sound clever. But the more I reflect on it, the more sense it makes.
Imagine wearing a second skin of latex - tight, suffocating, yet exhilaratingly intimate. It's like donning a sensory deprivation tank, but one that amplifies every touch, every breath, and every twitch. In those moments, my mind quiets, and I tap into a primal, instinctual part of myself.
It's as if the rubber becomes a ritualistic cloak, shielding me from the world's distractions while allowing me to connect with my body on a deeper level. The careful selection and donning of each garment is like preparing for a sacred ceremony - every detail deliberate, every movement intentional.
James likened it to breathwork, where conscious control over inhalation and exhalation synchronizes with physical sensations. When I'm lost in the rubber's embrace, my breathing slows, and I enter a meditative state, untethered from daily worries.
The constraints of tight latex are like spiritual disciplines - they force me to adapt, to find pleasure within boundaries. It's akin to ascetic practices of self-mortification, where individuals push their bodies beyond comfort zones to access higher states of consciousness.
In these moments, I escape the cognitive entanglements that normally bind me. The rubber becomes a catalyst for surrendering to pure sensation, allowing me to experience pleasure under duress - a form of self-initiated spiritual practice.
James' words have given me new insight into my passion. It's not just about kink or fetish; it's an exploration of the mystical through physicality. I'm beginning to see that my rubber play is, in fact, a Tantric Shamanic journey - one where I weave together sensation, breath, and intention to access hidden realms within myself.
Yours,
Thalia