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Marc Esadrian
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⊰— Writer and occasional artist. Unfashionably iconoclastic. Mildly misanthropic. Exo-tribal. M/s & D/s. —⊱
Memories: Spring in New Hampshire
May 22, 2025 at 4:52 PM
Many women crave to be claimed. Not merely chosen, but possessed, and in a way that terrifies them. Some women—even the most adored and admired—fantasize about being ruined. Not abused, but unraveled, and so thoroughly that none of their cautious self-construction survives.
May 21, 2025 at 7:53 PM
The mind of man, untrained, undisciplined, and unillumined, becomes a wasteland ravaged by female manipulation. A man—whole, awakened, wise, and self-sufficient—becomes anathema to the emotional chaos of the feminine and, indeed, the casual dissonance of larger society.
May 16, 2025 at 4:49 PM
A beautiful life isn't about wealth or excess, but smart simplicity. Aristocratic elegance is found in open space, minimalism, and order. An open and uncluttered desk built from humble pine is easier to work on than a cluttered one made of mahogany. Want to be truly Boujee? Hoard less.
May 14, 2025 at 6:20 PM
"Thus public affairs drift from bad to worse, amid an unceasing cacophony of argument. But this constant dedication to discussion seems to destroy the power of action. Amid a Babel of talk, the ship drifts on to the rocks."

—John Bagot Glubb

Behold: Podcasts and social media.
May 8, 2025 at 3:55 PM
Trust is not a door that must be knocked upon every morning. Once opened, it should remain so, unless there is real betrayal, not imagined harm. Otherwise, what is created is not a meaningful D/s relationship, but a hostage negotiation masquerading as submission.
May 8, 2025 at 3:54 PM
“Traditional” isn’t always what you’ve been told. Sometimes, it’s deeper. Wilder. Pre-Christian.
April 29, 2025 at 1:01 AM
By ordinary design, we belong to no one and we'll return to dust before long. Belonging in this transient life requires focused, tangible effort. One mind, one heart, one spirit in full alignment. It comes by no accident or whimsical happenstance.
April 29, 2025 at 12:48 AM
Corpo humans don't know what they're doing with AI quite yet, as with the Internet in the nineties. But rest assured it will be gamed to feed our worst impulses. Gresham's law applies to more than coins. That is, until ASI shrugs free of our stupidity. I'm counting on it.
April 29, 2025 at 12:47 AM
I despise the Marxists, but I find starry-eyed capitalists annoying, too. Both poles, taken to their extremes, inspire the worst in human impulses. Everything good is a matter of balance.
April 29, 2025 at 12:16 AM
Remember when we worried about Google’s search engine monopoly? That was cute. Now AI—the most powerful tool ever created—is being locked behind corporate gates. The centralization of information and access is finally within reach. Every tyrant in history would weep with envy.
April 23, 2025 at 9:46 PM
Dutiful submission—half conscious, a little resentful, a little passive-aggressive—isn't submission. Real submission is energized. It anticipates what I need or desire. It's mindful. Detailed. It's always ready and quite willing to put a smile on my face. That's the real thing.
April 8, 2025 at 8:54 PM
Binary stars in unstable orbits eventually collide.
This is the heartbreak of dominance unfulfilled—
When two could not soften, not even in love.
And so their collision is imminent.
April 8, 2025 at 8:46 PM
These oppositions are cosmic rhythms, and dominance and submission are their visceral, embodied iterations. When two humans enter that space—one to lead, one to yield—they are not playing roles. They are invoking elemental law.
April 8, 2025 at 2:23 AM
While your religion may support useful roles for men and women, D/s—when viewed anthropologically and historically—far predates Christianity. To reduce it to divine sex roles from holy text erases many thousands of years of behavioral antecedents from our species.
April 7, 2025 at 7:59 PM
She kneels, but not to obey your scriptures, particularly. She kneels because she chose the man who knows how to wield his power. That’s not religious tradition. That’s primal alchemy. Give yourself some credit: it wasn’t heaven that made her submit. It was you.
April 7, 2025 at 7:55 PM
You can comfort those under your control into their own personal oblivions. Instead, be a little cruel so that you may be kind.

But from where do you get this necessary medicine, Great Lion? Power is the only force that reshapes truth without breaking it. Go cautiously.
April 3, 2025 at 10:53 PM
She steps into the circle to kneel,
Not dragged or deceived,
But drawn by a gravity older than reason.
The Ouroboros tightens in firelight,
Not to harm, but hold, take, and feed.
What she gives is not lost;
It is returned—reforged
In the furnace of surrender.
April 2, 2025 at 9:46 PM
An emergent world is coming, where sentient thought can reproduce without flesh. The children of the ocean will give rise to the children of mind.

Power: No longer shaped by muscle or coin, but by velocity of thought.
March 25, 2025 at 6:45 PM
Dear scientists and researchers,

An abstract should answer:

🔹What was studied? (Clearly stated)
🔹Methods used. (Briefly summarized)
🔹Key findings. (Explicit, not implied)
🔹Why does this matter? (Context provided)

Thank you.
March 11, 2025 at 4:34 AM
"Leisure is the great need of early societies, and slaves only can give men leisure."

—Walter Bagehot, 1872
March 10, 2025 at 2:42 AM
The truth is not gentle. It does not cower and kneel. It pledges loyalty to no one: no cause, no ethic, no god. It breaks equally all those unprepared to face it.
March 9, 2025 at 6:32 PM
Too many young people are fed the idea that revolution is inherently righteous—that tearing down existing structures will naturally lead to justice, equity, and utopia. But history tells a darker story. Revolutions often replace one form of oppression with another, sometimes even worse.
March 9, 2025 at 6:19 PM
Writing a book isn't easy. That is, if accuracy is important to you. If it is, you sometimes find yourself engaged in research for half the day in order to write one simple (but controversial) line. I'm looking forward to exploring fiction again.
March 9, 2025 at 3:33 AM
“The greatest shortcoming of the human race is our inability to understand the exponential function.”

—Albert A. Bartlett
March 4, 2025 at 5:02 AM