Perfection

jade, over at The Chrysanthemum and The Sword, wrote an interesting post – well, I find that many of the posts she writes are particularly interesting.

Anyway, she talked about “The Perfect Slave,” and “The Perfect Master.”

Perfection has honestly never been that appealing to me.

I think, for one thing, that I would find perfection in a slave somewhat intimidating.

If, for instance, you’re a perfect slave but I find a flaw – I don’t like the way you fold my towels or the food you cook – then doesn’t that rather imply the flaw is with me?

If you’re perfect, then I have to be perfect, too.

And I am not perfect, nor do I aspire to be.

I aspire to be many things, a kind person, a good leader, a wise dominant, but I do not aspire to be perfect.

Perfection is so confining.  I suspect it’s like the house in which Alice finds herself in Wonderland, after she eats the cake or drinks the potion, whichever it is, and begins to grow.

The walls confine her and hold her, and she becomes more and more uncomfortable as she does.

Perfection must be like that, don’t you think?  If I have to be perfect, it’s got to be like being on 24 hours a day, seven days a week, 365 days a year.

Perfection seems so one-dimensional, too.  A flat surface, one without much depth or texture.  If you’re perfect, you can’t really step out of that comfort zone, can’t really take a risk, can’t really try something new because if it doesn’t work out, well, I might not be perfect.

Perfection is not very lovable, either.

I believe that a slave wants to be proud of the person whom they serve, they want to believe that their Master is extraordinary, maybe even that they are the perfect Master for them.

But if you believe I am perfect, then I have to believe that you are not very discerning, that you are unwilling to see me with clear eyes and, also disturbingly, because that tells me that I cannot trust you to tell me the truth.

To be clear, I would not care for a slave who made it a point to comment on and elaborate on my faults.  That would not go over well.

However, if I’m doing something that is a bad idea, or something that might result in a truly bad outcome, I expect that my slave will tell me that.  I believe that the slave’s highest purpose is to be my sounding board, be my eyes and ears and hands and heart in ways which I cannot be them for myself.

And if I have to be perfect, too, then that means you can’t do that because I can’t be less than perfect, if I have to have a perfect slave.

You certainly can’t be more perfect than I am, right?

That would mean that you were not really perfect, right?

Right?

Right.

 

About MsConstanceExplains

Ms Constance has been actively involved in the BDSM/Leather community since the mid-1990’s. She is the Founder of the Louisville Munch as well as its hostess for ten years, from 1997 to 2007, and was christened as “Louisville’s First Lady” by her community. As a member of various BDSM/Leather organizations, she has been nominated for Pantheon Woman of the Year as well as regional awards, and has been nominated with her slave, drew, for Pantheon Couple of the Year. She serves as Special Events Director for the Great Lakes Leather Alliance. She produces the Bluegrass Leather Pride Contest, sending contestants to Great Lakes Leather Weekend, and was Presenters Committee Chair for Leather Leadership Conference 2010 Great Lakes/Ontario. She has produced and judged Leather events and contests, been instrumental in the organization and creation of various groups and clubs, advised and encouraged other communities and endeavors, and produced a performance by a BDSM comedian. Groups around the country use her writings in information and introductory packets, and she is an occasional columnist as well. She and slave drew hold the titles of Great Lakes Master and slave 2003.

Posted on January 19, 2013, in Dominance, Relationships, Submissives and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.

  1. You are so right. i also consider that i cannot possibly be behind the scenes making someone else look good and feel good if i’m wasting my energy elsewhere.

    Your compliment made me blush. Thank you.

    • I enjoy your writing and your viewpoint, always. You remind me, in an odd way, of what I might have been like had I followed the path of a slave rather than a Master.

      I don’t know if that’s good or bad. 🙂

  2. How funny, I just wrote my blog and titled it “The Imperfect Slave” conincidentally.

  3. That is…well…exceptionally flattering. 🙂

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