THE ALLURING AND THE INSATIABLE
David Mario Callan. CALLASSA
Are we ready? I guess. Whoever someone might be and wherever they might be the very same burning takes place inside. How the burning is dealt with is not my concern. I mean what attempts are made to dampen or extinguish the fire...because they are mere palliative measures, attempts made in this name or that name, this syndrome or that syndrome to convince the mind or minds that the fire which is indeed relentless, is something else. It is my intention here to feed the flames, to douse them with highly volatile thoughts that cannot be denied. This is going to be interesting because the subject is the hypnotic, intoxicating allure of passion. You can turn away but there is no disregarding the fabulous and the all encompassing exemplar that is female beauty. So who are we referring to? The most devastating effect on the human psyche is the female form. Therefore it's not surprising that the CALLASSA books are about women who share the overriding characteristic of being beautiful. But does it stop there? Of course not because beauty is also power over others. Do men control women? What do you think? Perhaps you should consider what control means.
So let's be alluring and insatiable and see where it takes us. It takes us everywhere and to have absolutely everything. There is nothing of any syndrome that can neutralize the effect, the relentless and burning fire.
Remember we have to be unique not only with what we're saying but our choice of description. How much is there that reflects the same old thing? Because of what we are saying we can't present that way, or appear to be doing so.
CALLASSA owes this to her audience which grows by the hour.
The CALLASSA audience as well as being huge encompasses many a different focus in life, yet the fullness of the CALLASSA material bursts through, irrespective. It does so because of what we said is the case. What we are doing is...well let's look at what we are doing.
Just before we do let's try an experiment. Let's make a scene that illustrates this power, this female superiority such that it remains by itself...to touch thoughts...seeping through every so often and occasionally...the sheer force takes over completely...OK. How about that?
The intention is two fold: To make something so very devastating that this place becomes a haven of empowerment and, because CALLASSA is a female torrent of epic proportion hitherto unknown, to awaken what is already entrenched such that the days become different. So let's get on with it.
Consider that the main character is CALLASSA. Ready? Are you sure? Here goes...
I know I will never become used to her, as though this can become all of the expected and the well-trodden. No, how could it? How could it ever be so? Our first night was so disabling of me, so infusing, that I had to stop reacting altogether. I was with her, the woman who had caused me to dream of her, such that my whole life had become a dream-path toward a consummation so torrid and so tearing apart of me that I cannot adequately describe it. She was upon me and I knew how and why and she was not alone, because the pictures of the living cosmos were with her and therein, was jubilation. I could feel the contours of her face as they were pressing hard against mine and there was the tremble and wetness of her lips, so overwhelmingly real. Each moment of our touching was enveloping what had been the content of my sleeping and waking dream and it was doing so with the cherishing of planetary orbits, so tightly woven that its vastness was that of infinity. My dream...my beautiful dream, my purpose and meaning, now here. My body was within her and she could only ever remain my dreamed of, my always perfect Goddess because I was the one to know her fully. I was the one to interfuse and become as her, in every conceivable facet. I would yearn for the closeness of her no more from separation. No, but she was still my dream, because I was now part of her in the truth of eternal love. The eternal that manifests in my human psyche as akin to a dream. I cannot tell you how it felt when, during that first moment of union and she, holding me upon her, because I exploded in a rapture that caused my dreaming to burn as brightly as the Sun upon our eyes. I can recall her whisper, because it can never, ever go away, her whisper into my face: "I made you know that I would hold you again. I could not allow you to await my death. I beckoned your return from beyond death and I did so with my blood and my tears. You were my baby lost and I wanted you again...I wanted you again, but I knew I would not bring you back to me that way. I love you...I love you, my baby lost."
copyright (c) 2009 David Mario Callan.
Callassa Media Company
www.callassa.com
So...Where are we? Did that work? I think it's useful to consider how many elements are at work at the same time and all of them off the scale. Great! CALLASSA
More? More? You want more. We've only just begun. This is the tentative first kiss...Ready for more?
This next will whisper in the first instance and then will blossom and remain an orchid in the psyche. This is what we are able to do. Yes, it is and you know it so now. Remember what we said regarding female beauty and why this beauty is forever? Importantly who is the most beautiful of all?
Are you ready for this? It will not ever leave and you will always be reminded because...She is all powerful, no longer latent and now ignited...READY?
I began feeling the effect upon me of an exaggerated smile, the feeling that is the heightened gladness which does erupt in the presence of beauty. I could hear and I could see beauty. She was a smile, of yellow and of shades of pastel green and blue. I saw her hair, while the unthinking wind lifed it very gently for the sun's colorless warmth to meander within and around its long and luscious strands. I was seeing a woman made from elements that were without any substance that my eyes could recognize. I was watching her, as my mind was graced by those very elements. I could see her becoming a woman, unclothed and standing before I, a man. Yet, she was not as I. I knew that she was an intention to become as I, and in transit from whence she came. She was fabulously beautiful and her smile was the morning and the glow.....Oh yes, the morning and the glow. Her smile was the presence and the meaning of day, because she was made of the intention that created and does recreate all of this human possibility which the day then sustains and enriches. Still smiling, she began speaking to me, a voice I had never heard before, a friendly voice, "I am love of the light. I am love of the morning waking. I am love of all that is and in this, I am eternal. I am the motion of the following course, as the day is made night. I am what humanity makes me. I am what humanity makes me.....I am what humanity makes me. I am of that, which is requited expectation, the sustenance and the wonderment. I am love of the light.
copyright (c) 2009 David Mario Callan
Callassa Media Company
www.callassa.com
Have we given up our secrets yet? Perhaps and so be it. CALLASSA is different in extreme of extremes and...well...I was thinking how what we've just discussed is encapsulated in the CALLASSATRON but not exclusively so because The Goddess is present throughout this, our stage.
Do you want that we carry further our statement? You do. That's good, I am pleased but let's just remind ourselves what the objective is.
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