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BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA OH MY GOD, WELL THAT TOOK A TURN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OK, the story...
About 12 or 13 years ago I read an article, blog-post, forum post, something.
Somewhere. No idea where. Not even sure if it was real life or a fantasy fiction
type thing, although at the time I was convinced it was real.

It was about a Master/Slave kink relationship. Told from the perspective of the
Slave. They were talking about how their Master required them to remove their
testicles. The Slave was hesitant but finally agreed. They went into graphic detail
on how this was done. At home. By a doctor friend of the Master. Sounded brutal.

The story went on to say that the Master then required the Slave to relinquish their
penis. This time, the Slave was more hesitant. Now, if I recall, the Master didn't allow
the Slave the time they needed to think it through. Instead, he drugged him and the
Slave woke up hours later, restrained. Both Master and doctor standing over him, the
Slave came-to and realized what had happened. His penis now tied-off, purple and
nearly dead. The pain was said to be overwhelming. Not sure how it "ended" but somehow
I remember it like the Slave just accepted it because it was ultimately to serve his
Master. 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nullo_(body_modification)


Sooooo, a couple nights ago I was working on the main synth line/riff in "dead for you"
and that memory popped up in my mind. Thinking, just how badly broken a person
would have to be to not only mutilate their body [most people do it willingly] but also
to alter a very important bodily function AND bring an end to sexual pleasure. Well, I mean
conventional sexual pleasure. All in service to another. Another whom you view as far more
important and/or worthy than yourself. And that got me thinkin'.

How many "normal" people in "normal" relationships do just that, everyday, to one extent
or another? In happens in marriages, sometimes it's the wife - sometimes, the husband.

For whatever reason, to whatever degree, erasing themselves in order to serve another.
To submit. Co-dependency. Intense forms of neurotic attachment. It's sort of like it's own
form of BDSM. Only without the leather and ropes. And that also got me thinkin'.... Just how
much of that whole scene is "organic". Or Healthy? Sure, embrace your inner freak, but
don't become a victim. Pain. Pleasure. That strangely wavering thin line. Why the need to
be punished? Not only in outwardly obvious kink-lationships but in regular everyday "normal"
life? Not to even mention the need/desire to dominate another. Especially in ways so extreme
like the Master/Slave thing ^^^ up there.

Not making any judgments here, just wondering where it all roots from. Some deeply felt
inadequacy? And this isn't to slam the BDSM types, it's more in line of a case study in general 
human behavior. Like the beginning of the video, all those "society" types, hobnobbing and 
schmoozing. It's all so fake. So empty. In my mind, with that clip, I was looking at them but
seeing the ghoulish faces of the Others from "They Live". So they're all walking around Slaves
to what Master? Status? Prestige? It's just laughable. How they'd condemn the BDSM types for
being freaks or weirdos but they're doing the SAME dance, just to different music.

Anyway, it was just a feeling of how some people are willing to kill themselves off while alive
just to please another. Needing that level of approval so badly that you'd do anything for it.

That was the thought behind the song. While the video does align with addressing that 
issue, it ended up being less harrowing, at least at first glance and on the surface.

I don't usually like to explain away artistic endeavors but I do like to tell the whole story.

TL;DR -- I like dem boobies!!1  <<<-- The Millennial synopsis for this post. ; )