my nippel pircing

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  1. apple seed

    apple seed Member

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    i know i posted this befor on anuther thraed. but extremetezza posted a thread abuot her marilyn pircing. someone asked how can a pircing be spiritual. i hope that this will explane to him and othes how it can mean so much more to someone than jest a hole or ink in the body.the answer was to long to post on the thread so i started this on. yes i know it is long i am sorry, and i don't know how to post pics, i don't know if i whould what to, as much as i love to show them off. i first wrote this for me and then for a class paper the following is the paper, i did ues spell check and i got a 95 on it. this was my rite of passage form a child to a woman, thay were done for my 21 b-day form me too me.

    I first wanted my nipples priced when I was in middle school at the time I did not know why. I jest thought it would be a neat idea. I think part of it was I was discovering my sexuality and was fascinated and intimidated by girls. This would be a way to connect somehow to them. I told my ant about what I wanted done to my nipples and she was very ageist this and for some reason I dropped the idea. I was not until the last month that the idea popped into my head once again only this time it was brought on by a bream.

    I first had a dream about a bond fire and this wiled woman. This woman was a goddess or a high priestess of some sort. There were other women dancing around this huge fire. But the main purpose was, so it seemed was to pierce my left and right nipple. Then I went to a room somewhere with a gray cockatoo that was fluffed up, a parakeet (green) that was like Roger (my pet parakeet) only British ( the British ones are bigger than the U.S. ones) and a yellow canary. Roger was in his cage and there was another parakeet that had his head chopped off, he was still alive and the body and head where jest there. They were all on the floor and Roger was in his cage. This was the end of the dream. Birds generally mean knowledge. So going through the ritual I would gain knowledge form it.

    I told my mother about the dream and she said nothing about it. After thinking about this for a week or so I decided to tell her I was going to be doing this. That I felt that I had to do this, it was part of my spiritual growth. She was not happy at the idea of me getting my little girls priced. I think I know why my mom was against this. One night we had a talk about the piercing she said that I was innocent and the piercing would make me not so. Even after having sex with both genders. I am still going threw with it. I want to be stronger. Take charge of my life and body. Because my mom does not want me to get it done does not mean I don’t respect her as a mother or as a person. I am taking charge over something outside her control.

    Maybe with that I can finally feel that I can take control over things in my life. Paying for things and not relaying on others for them when I have the means to pay for the things I need myself. To finally take control over the ‘issues’ I am having at work. I think that I will always be a quiet and timid person that is jest the nature of me. These piercings are a woman’s piercing, not a girl’s. I what to break the self in posed bondage. Too grow up and be that willed and free independent woman, when there is a need to be. Too take charge of my own life, even if I don’t know what or where that may be. That is what I want it to mean to me. It is not jest a whole in the body, but a constant reminder of a new stage in life.

    On 03-06-2005 at Exposed Temptations Tattoo in Manses VA I had them priced. Now what have I learned? I have come to realize that I can still be soft and sweet, submissive, beaten, and not know where I what to go in life, or what to be. And still be strong I have the will power to do it all. If I am beaten it does not mean that I am not strong. It means jest that I have been beaten and it is not the end of the world. It is a lesson to be learned along the way, a bump in the rode. I really hate saying or putting it in that way. I think it makes it sound so cliché. But it is really true because so many people have learned the same lesson, that it has become a cliché. So what if I feel I have no direction in life at this moment or this point in time. I go by my intuition and by what my Goddess says to do. (And maybe when I get to know the God better he will be right there with his partner.) Maybe at this stage in life I am suppose to be here and I am not taking full advantage of the moment.

    There is no need for me to be tied up in anything right now. I can, do and will have responsibilities but not really serious responsibilities that will tie me down in a big way. I need to explore my options and try every one of them. I need to go out and have experiences, if I don’t do this now than when would I do this? It is like being in middle or high school and having blue hair and not suffering any really big continuances for doing so. If I would die my hair blue now I could not be offered a job because of it. I can still be me but only with a different way of looking at my life and how it is right now. Not to be in such a hurry to grow up, but be grown up enough to take charge of my life and take it somewhere. I hade always bloomed late and never lived in the moment, maybe this is teaching me that I should. But not so much that life passes me by.

    However I still can’t believe that I would need to pay someone to manipulate me in such a manner for me to learn this lesion. I can’t believe that I did it, I did not know that I hade this in me. I have always respected and enjoyed my body. It still amazes me that something done to the physical body can play such a huge roll in your spiritual devilment. I feel that I was meant to do this and I am happy that I did.
     
  2. apple seed

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    the title is supotue be piercing not picing but i sall it to late. :(
     

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