Happy Easter, or what remains of it, for those who celebrate it! (And happy Deep Discounts on Peeps Day to all who celebrate that tomorrow.)
There’s an interesting, er, theological discussion about the meaning of Easter over on The Spearhead. In a short post, WF Price argues that the uppity ladies of today could learn a thing or two from Mary Magdalene:
One of my favorite subtexts of the Easter story is the devotion of Mary Magdalene, who kept a vigil at her Lord’s tomb, and thereby became the first witness to the Resurrection.
I don’t see it as a specifically Christian message, but rather a universal one: the woman, regardless of her background or past, can attain holiness through selfless love and devotion. I hope some day that our own errant women can follow Mary Magdalene’s example.
A nonbeliever with the clever handle fakeemail isn’t convinced:
Once a whore always a whore.
I have no interest for a whore who “saw the light” aka a 30 year old cock-carouseler who is out of options. I want the young woman who was smart enough to never be a whore in the first place.
Evidently MRAs never take a holiday from being dicks.
That is loud!
yeah right?
About the rest of the post, I’m not sure if I was addressed, as I know nothing about your relationship (except one troll trying to make it look not consensual and the brilliant take down afterwards and what little I read on your blog so far) and I also don’t want to violate any boundaries and this sentence had an end somewhere, but I got lost and didn’t bring a map.
LOL!
I was just throwing in an OT bit of randomness, so anyone’s welcome to answer (or not, whavevs) – even trolls since it means they get EATEN, heheheh.
Don’t worry about boundaries when it comes to Mr K and me – I trust you to ask stuff in good faith if at all, and I’m quite open about us. Hell, I keep telling the boss he should be paying Mr K to be here and he just says he would if he could get any work out of him. 😉
Thank you for looking at our blog, too!
Well, of course! I love that so many here share their links and I can get a glimpse into who I am talking to! (or at least get a better look at their avatar 🙂 )
The boundary-worries aren’t so much because of your kind of relationship but about relationships in general.
But now I don’t know what I wanted to ask anymore…It’s always the same. I have a 1000 questions, but given the opportunity to ask them, they make a run for it.
That sounds like a case of CRS syndrome … Can’t Remember Shit. I have it soooo bad. 😛
You’ll probably remember at least 500 of those questions the moment you turn off the computer.
If you ever want to ask something you don’t think’s suitable for here, feel free to leave a comment or ask for my email on my blog. The comments are all modded, so nothing you write goes public unless I let it MUAAHAHAHAHAHAHA THE POWER.
::laughing along, nervously::
You know, like the movie henchmen…
I wouldn’t know anyway, questions tend to get very general. I’m just going to read some more. I don’t know anyone else who has a relationship like yours (with a deceased french poet, if I got that right so far), but I guess there won’t be that much difference to other relationships anyway. Besides, that’s what I always ask anyway, partly because none of my relationships seemed to be alike.
On the other hand, there are only a few important things to ask, like if one is happy (or if they’re not, whether this is the thing they want to do anyway)…the only selfish question I have is: You say you tell your boss about it; how do you get others to respect it(given there ever was any difficulty)?
Sometime poet and full-time king, back in the day! 🙂
It’s funny about getting people to respect it. The boss is pretty open about the afterlife, I think; he’s not religious but from what he says he doesn’t disbelieve in the idea either. I think he respects me enough to not care one way of the other, and I talk about Mr K pretty much as one would about stuff one does with one’s spouse anyway. You should see how many pics of him I have on my walls, lol. In fact some idiot customer said the other day (loudly enough that I could hear her) “Who’s the third musketeer in there?” – how fucking rude is that, peering into someone’s office and asking about obviously personal stuff? But the boss just said “Louis XIII of France” and walked away to leave her in her stew of stupidity. Ha!
Mostly people are open to it, or have the good manners not to try stuff on, ie. the fundy “He’s a demon!” or the trollish “You’re delusional!” tricks. I don’t know if you saw it, but a few weeks back I was asking about making my psychiatrist back off, because he was pushing the idea that Louis’s not real a little too hard. He wasn’t doing it maliciously, and he’d already said some time before that with beliefs, his attitude is simply “does it help or harm?” and he knew the answer to that. He was just on shrink autopilot, I think, lol, and dropped it when I said I wasn’t happy with it.
The really funny thing was my sister’s attitude. I’d always assumed she was atheist or didn’t really think about it. But no, she’s had her own contacts across the veil (her dog Lucy, who passed over a few years ago) and reads our blog.
She’s the one who pointed out that Bruce Springsteen looks a lot like Louis, so you can thank her for the endless stream of heavily photoshopped pics! 😀
What I didn’t get around to saying was that my attitude IRL these days is mostly “Like it or lump it!” 🙂
I would never have noticed the similarity between Springsteen and Louis without your pictures, but now it cannot be unseen! 😀
Cool, I wondered how you do them!
When I first clicked on your blog I assumed your partner just looked a lot like Louis XIII and maybe thought of himself as his reincarnation, and that you sopped yourselves into nice backgrounds.
I don’t believe in an afterlife, but I don’t think that’s a good reason to dismiss a relationship.
There was a tv show on for one season that touched the subject of different approaches by psychiatrists on experiences they can’t know to be illusions or real…what was it called?
(it was mostly a thriller, but the way it was handled was still fascinating).
There’s always the possibility a relationship is harmful, I think whether it is real isn’t even important to determine that. So I don’t quite get why a psychiatrist would want to push the matter.
Even a relationship that I know for a fact doesn’t exist in reality can still be very real(if that makes any sense to you).
“I would never have noticed the similarity between Springsteen and Louis without your pictures, but now it cannot be unseen! :D”
::evil laughter:: I shall have to tell my sister that!
One of my girlfriends said she was looking at a Springsteen interview on telly and it weirded her out a bit, having seen (and drooled over, ahem) so many of Mr K’s pics.
On reincarnation, I don’t believe in it, and Louis’s never said anything to suggest it’s a thing – just the opposite, as far as he knows.
With the beliefs good/bad, it wasn’t so much the matter of a relationship my psych was talking about, as beliefs in general. It was a utilitarian sort of thing: does this belief cause harm to the person who has it, or to others? Or does it give support, happiness and so on? My psych realised very quickly (I practically said it in words of one syllable) that my relationship with Louis is totally positive; I’m in a much happier place than I was seven-odd years ago. The first reason I wanted him to stop prodding was because I’d already told him I’ve considered whether it’s real or not. Even if it wasn’t (and I have enough independent validation to say it is) it’s how I intend to live, because I’ve lost nothing and gained a great deal. The second reason is that this isn’t what I’m paying the psych for! 😛
Even if it is just a general thought experiment, I think it can still feel very personal. When people do that I tend to get the impression that they are actually trying to suggest something(which is often the case) very carefully.
Besides, whether it would be harmful can only be decided case by case anyway.
I just thought it was weird to wonder if the relationship is real. What difference does it make to the shrink(relating to treating you) or anyone for that matter whether the relationship takes place in the physical realm or somewhere else?
It still takes place. It has effects. Even it it happens only in the mind, it is still happening there. That’s like saying feelings or thoughts aren’t real.
Well, it wasn’t his fault for asking, initially. I brought Louis into the conversation while we were doing all the background stuff, because he is a major part of my life (the major part would be more accurate) and no way was I going to not mention him. I mentioned the real/not real to make it clear that yes, I have considered the possibility – hell, I’ve had years of considering it! – so the psych would know exactly where I’m at. I wanted everything laid out very clearly. It wasn’t so much “is the relationship real” as “is Louis real”.
BFT (Blockquoted For Truth)!
Didn’t mean to hold it against your shrink, just so you know. You go to him for a reason, I assume.
It was more or less a general observation on how these things get usually treated, even though people are allowed to have a very real relationship to their god(if it is a popular one) without someone questioning it. Some conclude that belief is generally delusional and harmful, I think that conclusion just shows laziness.
I’m very happy about the BFT! <3
You probably have much more actual experience about this subject, so naturally your opinion on this is very important to me. 🙂
It always makes me so glad when more knowledgeable people think I said something worthwhile…
*is a little proud
Oh no, I didn’t think you were holding it against the psych, that’s fine. 🙂
I’m seeing him about a specific stress trigger, this was all just part of the background stuff. He’s a good bloke, actually, very easy to talk to. Plus he has a gorgeous cat I got to meet at his rooms, and a different kitty invaded one of our sessions at the GP’s clinic. Bonus!
BFT x 2
awww, *blushes*
Also, therapy that has the possibility of visiting cats is so much more relaxing (that also goes for school, work and the local stores 🙂 )
So true! 😀
Back in ’89 my mum and I spent six weeks in London, mostly staying in a flat in Pimlico. We discovered that one of the streets leading to the local shops had LOTS of kitties living in it, so we went that way all the time for pets and cuddles. We were missing our own babies something terrible.
First time I ever saw Louis laugh – like, head-thrown-back laugh – was when I’d petted every kitty in the neighbourhood on the way home, and missed the tram because of it. I said OH FUCK and he burst out laughing. That’s the day he started counting us as married rather than courting, coming up six years ago. 😀
I get that. I missed school because I met a hedgehog. I was stuck in a small town once (missed the last train) because a three legged cat had followed me all the way and she was so sweet I had to wait for her (she looked well fed but was so clingy that I worried she had no home and didn’t know what to do).
The first time to see someone really laugh freely is very special, so it seems a great point in time to consider a relationship as having taken a new step.
I already said good night, but anyway, over here, once more, night Kitteh!
Oh, of course badmothuing real women isn’t enough for Spearhead Commenters, they have to get in on bashing fictionalized ones, too.
Fucking MRAs…
Hedgehog and kitty!
I hope you were able to get accommodation for the night in that small town.
The funny part was with the date was that I didn’t think of us as married for months afterward. He hadn’t said anything ‘cos he didn’t want to pressure me – oddly enough I was a tiny bit anxious when I started thinking of us married, not knowing him so well then and wondering if he’d have any hold-overs from his seventeenth-century-king’s take on marriage. He didn’t, of course. So we have two “married day” anniversaries plus one “marriage marker” anniversary – basically a dress up and say “Hey y’all, look, we’re married” day with the family across the veil. He proposed sometime after that and I got an engagement ring a few weeks ago. 😛
Yes, I had a friend there 🙂
I think it’s pretty normal to be a bit worried when the other one is basically from a different culture.
I always feel bad when I think that way, on the other hand there can be some hang ups.
SEA BEASTIES!
(Oh god, I thought we were over that conversation!)
Falconer has a cute black kitty!!!!!