I would not consider myself to be technologically inclined, nor do I have any desire to truly understand the make up of websites, web design or programming.  Granted I appreciate the online journal in which Master has created for me and I have taken the time to learn more about the upkeep of my journal but overall, the virtual world does little to entice me.  Oh sure, I have a few websites that I gravitate to, I even have a facebook account where I can communicate with my friends and family when I am unable to reach them in person, via phone or via hand written letter.  There are fellow writers who I enjoy and so I frequent their journals as well and of course I have a few e-mail accounts. Needless to say, my attention to the internet is limited and I am more than content with my choices.

Unlike me though, my Master looks at the internet as  a means to network, to create public attention, to share his thoughts and perspectives and although I do not share in his passion, I completely respect it and believe the virtual medium is one that reaches numerous people and makes an impact around the world.  When Master first instructed me to start sharing our exploits, sharing my feelings, our experiences I had no idea that Master would eventually share our website addresses with numerous other websites, that our journals would be a catalyst for many other online sites, how naive I was.

Master believes that by  speaking about our experiences, by exposing us to numerous sites, we are creating a world of acceptance and understanding with regards to BDSM and the lifestyle we lead.  Master has such faith in his thoughts that he has made a facebook account, a fetlife account, a twitter account and now even has a formspring.me account where he has opened himself to others so that anyone can ask him a question all while remaining anonymous. With the exception of the formspring account, all other accounts were made for both of us, so that together as a Master/slave couple we could correspond with the world and help provide experience and knowledge and hopefully learn something ourselves.  With that said, I must confess I have not been an active member with regards to our twitter account simply because I do not overly enjoy that means of communication, to me, it resembles text messaging and I tend to find that means of communication to be lacking in personality, lacking in human connection.  Just recently I journeyed to our twitter account and I spent close to 90 minutes reading back all of the messages sent by either Master or by those who follow and I believe that form of communication is simply not one I can appreciate, it simply does not appeal to me although I respect that others do.  Master has offered me the password so that I can contribute on twitter; however, I believe I will continue to respectfully decline. Somethings are better left for Master.

Instead of jumping on the twitter bandwagon though, I have climbed aboard an alternative ship and have now created my own formspring.me account.  Similar to Master, I have opened this forum so that anyone can feel free to ask a question or make a comment or simply pose a thought and can do so without worry of anyone knowing who he/she is.  I know that I am full of questions, hundreds of thousands of them and I enjoy asking others for a little advice or to share a perspective.   I encourage all of those who stumble upon my entries to share a thought or curiousity and I will do my best to answer honestly, without prejudice and to be open to all ideas.

My decision to create a question/answer forum came from understanding that my entries do not include every experience I have ever had and therefore I might not have covered a topic someone is interested in and therefore I can address said question directly, rather than through an expression in my journal.

It is rare I address those who read my journal, not because I do not appreciate everyone who makes his/her way to my virtual pages, but rather because I write from a place so personal, so deeply connected to my core that I often need to think no one is reading my thoughts, my most private of places. Still, no matter how secluded I try to convince myself I am, I am aware I share this space with many and I am grateful for my place in this virtual hemisphere.

Thank you!

~His

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