An acquaintance of mine, Jiva, introduced the philosophy to me recently. Sometimes called ‘the quiet revolution,’ this approach to life involves providing for material needs as simply and directly as possible, minimizing expenditure on consumer goods and services, and directing progressively more time and energy towards pursuing non-materialistic sources of satisfaction and meaning.
It seems a noble goal. “According to this philosophy of living, personal and social progress is measured not by the conspicuous display of wealth or status, but by increases in the qualitative richness of daily living, the cultivation of relationships, and the development of social, intellectual, aesthetic, and/or spiritual potentials.”
I think I’m going to usurp this phrase and apply it to my personal sense of submission and slavery to women. My version of voluntary simplicity won’t be focused on reducing consumerism, but rather reducing myself. It recent years I’ve met (and married) several brilliant women. True born leaders and visionaries. Their ability to tackle difficult problems and absorb new ideas and adapt philosophies into their lives is nothing short of astounding. They try their best to educate me, but…
Thanks to Viola Voltairine’s Obedient Love course for men, I’ve been taught to appreciate the feminist movement and women’s struggles. From Ancient Greece to the fight for women’s suffrage to women’s marches and the #MeToo movement, I know a little about the various forms their fight has taken, it’s successes and failures. More importantly the living hell female-kind has endured at the hands of men. But I’m not learned in it by any means. I can be an ally, but with a lifetime of white male privilege, I can never truly understand the pain, fear, psychological and physical torture that comes with being female.
In my version of voluntary simplicity, I will leave the big picture always in the hands of the women around me. After all, I don’t need to have a grasp of physics and transfer of energy to be what most men are good at being – a hammer.
Every auto manufacturer in the world has a comfortable head office where aerodynamic engineers and aestheticians create beautiful automotive designs, gifted engineers who harness the available energy to power it with maximum efficiency. And the company employs thousands of assembly line workers. I want my submission to be modeled upon the guy who installs the seats on the assembly line. I don’t need to know the flame retardant rating of the the seat fill, what type of leather it is or where they sourced it from or even how the metal frame is crash rated. All I need to know my boss is pleased with me when I install 500 a day and I do my job right.
Please ladies. Stop trying to educate this minimum wage worker with talk of the benefits of a female-led future and world matriarchies and the hows and whys history proves it to be our only hope. Let me be one of your army of males how gets dirty and breaks his back for you installing the seats while you have your meetings in plush air conditioned offices to plan and design beautiful, efficient marvels of the future. I’ll do a good job for you, I promise.
And how Brett does all this relate to your kink and male slavery? Well in a form of synchronicity, the day before hearing the phrase voluntary simplicity I had just written in my journal ;
I am sick today. I thought about skipping my morning prayer bow and pledge. Then I strapped my collar over a painfully swollen infection on my neck as I thought about the ‘why’ of it all;
For an aspiring male object, every command is a test.
Obedience is a given. If he was not obedient, he would not be here. But obedience in itself is not enough.
Does he comply with enthusiasm?
Does he eagerly toss aside any vestiges of dignity that might remain from his previous life as a fully-autonomous human?
Does he shut out distractions and discomforts and focus solely on pleasing his owner?
Even when an individual task seems pointless, it has a purpose: To judge, to grade, and to measure his usefulness. Every male object knows that passing these tests are crucial, to avoid the inevitable punishments that result from failure, and to ensure his owner continues to desire to invest in his training. – Brett
The point is the same. I may need training, but not necessarily education. I don’t need to understand the purpose of the task, I simply need to obey to the best of my ability.
I volunteer to obey. And absolute obedience is pure simplicity. In return, it gives me my highest sense of satisfaction and meaning.
