Posted by Goddess Marquesa September 22, 2012

I have often wondered why many of My erotic dreams center much around the holding of hands and often end right before the French kiss begins..

The article below may be the answer to My question.  Fascinating!

Though now I must accept the fact that I’m not as weird as I thought.  🙂

All I have to wonder about now is whether I am going to have nightmares about that “…disturbing looking little guy” below showing up at My front door for a SESSION. lol

Oh and I do wonder the same as Miss C does….

“So what parts of you feel like you? And is there anything outside your body, like glasses or a wheelchair or even a wedding ring, that feels like an intrinsic part of who you are, a part of your body and your self?”

http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/magazine/missconduct/2008/08/where_are_you.html

Where are you?

Posted by Robin Abrahams  August 13, 2008 07:27 AM

What parts of your body feel the most like you?

This may sound like an odd question. Traditionally, cultures either teach that our whole body is us, or that our bodies are just a container for our souls–either your body is you, or else it isn’t. But that’s not how it works in real life. We privilege certain parts, and disregard others.

In the brain, we devote more real estate to certain parts than to others. The hands, lips, tongue get a lot of neural space, and the elbows and lower legs don’t. This disturbing-looking little guy, called the “cortical homunculus,” shows what the body would look like if the size of your different body parts corresponded to the amount of space they get in your somatosensory cortex:

The representation of the body in the brain isn’t entirely hardwired; devote a lot of time to a martial art emphasizing elbow blows, for example, and your brain will start dedicating more space to the elbow. The reason people have phantom pain after losing a limb is because while the limb is gone from the body, it isn’t gone from the brain. It takes a long time before the brainspace dedicated to an amputated limb gets reassigned.

Beyond the physical brain, though, is the mind. This, to me, is where it gets interesting. The cortical homunculus is bald, for example, because hair can’t move voluntarily and can’t feel. But most people have a strong sense of identification with their hair–that’s why, when men join the armed forces, it’s shaved off. Removing someone’s hair is a powerful way to destroy their individuality. Women have more options, and more requirements, culturally, about hair, but men have a lot of identity invested in their hair as well. If they didn’t, they wouldn’t worry about going bald. (Women are all over sexy bald dudes, so that’s not really the problem.)

From what I’ve read, people with disabilities often come to view their equipment as part of their body. This is why it’s extremely bad etiquette to touch a PWD’s wheelchair or cane or oxygen tank without permission–it’s part of them. You don’t tug on Superman’s cape.

So what parts of you feel most like you? I think a lot of “me” is in my upper torso. I have broad shoulders and a generous bust, which I find both attractive and strong-looking. I have slight scoliosis in my cervical vertebrae, and get neck pain when I’m stressed out, which serves as a warning system that I need to make some changes. I like the way I can affect the impression I make on others by how I adjust my shoulders–down or up, forward or back. I like the way I can affect the impression the world makes on me by breathing deep and slow. I like feeling the rising hum of my voice coming up my throat and the burn of hot tea or whiskey going down it. So the sensitivities and strengths and communicative potential of my neck-to-waist area just … feel like me.

But my legs? Meh. I like them; I’d give my gams a solid B for both form and function (and I’m a tough grader), but if I could snap ’em off like Bratz Dolls’ feet for a better model, sure, whatever. They’re not part of my identity. Same with my hands–Mr. Improbable feels that his hands are a major part of him, but I don’t feel that way about mine. Mine are tools that I use, not me. (Being left-handed is important to me, though. I like having a visible symbol that my brain isn’t wired like most people’s!)

So what parts of you feel like you? And is there anything outside your body, like glasses or a wheelchair or even a wedding ring, that feels like an intrinsic part of who you are, a part of your body and your self?

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Posted by Goddess Marquesa July 6, 2012 – 123 views

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO US!
Just this past July 4th, Americans celebrated our country’s birthday.

During the month of July there’s a much more hypnotic birthday!
Whether you call Me – Lady Mesmer, Goddess Marquesa or both, My/Our birthday is celebrated all of July!
It’s not necessary for you to send Me any firecrackers.  We’ve got enough fire-works going on all year long!  LOL
That’s right! Lots of pleasurably hot!-blooded, passionately fiery fireworks for us to skyrocket our sensualities into ever-increasing ecstasy!

I KNOW  My darling man that you Want  to send Me an Amazon.com gift certificate for $25 or more as your birthday present to Emerald-Eyed Moi.  ( www.amazon.com )
Either send to hypnodomme@goddessmarquesa.com or krystal@ladymesmer.com

When you let me know about your very generous, much appreciated Amazon.com gift of $25 dollars or more –  you’ll also reveal the name of one audio or video from goddessmarquesa.com or ladymesmer.com that you truly crave.
After I receive your Amazon.com gift certificate birthday present, you’ll get My hypno-recording you revealed you desired.
NOTE – VALUE OF RECORDING MUST BE NO MORE THEN $15.99

Yes, we’re celebrating My birthday during ALL OF JULY!
And this HypnoDomme-hypnoteuse hopes we all enjoy OUR gifts!

Enthrallingly Ensorcelling you Entrancingly before, on, and following My birthday,
Goddess MARQUESA
&
Lady Krystal Mesmer

Check out My AMAZON WISH LISTS:

KRYSTAL
http://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/registry.html?ie=UTF8&type=wishlist&id=368B9M26H1N37

MARQUESA
http://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/registry.html?ie=UTF8&type=wishlist&id=1FK47DLRNY8W

YES, NIAGARA FALLS for Me too.Hello, My vacation voyeurs:

How much do you yearn for a soothing and/or sizzling sneak peek at how I luxuriate during My vacation time?

In fact, because his self-improvement and subjugation are move’n on up! up! and away! I rewarded him with the honor and privilege of accompanying Me on [and lavishly paying for] My most recent vacation.

My suite in the hotel was one of the finest they have. The fitness center and spa soothed and stimulated Me beautiful body and sensuous, sometimes seemingly sinister soul. 🙂

And the yummy, gourmet restaurants and top-drawer bars (they make the best cosmo’s in Canada) really satisfied My desires.

When I allowed him some by himself time, he looked and acted like any other well-fixed gambler trying to break the bank at Canada’s most elegant gaming resort.

In truth, because he knows how much it turns Me on to tantalize the best pleasure partners to be found, he discretely yet thoroughly scoped out potential playthings he hoped would measure up to My exacting standards.

One evening, over cocktails, My little pup-pet gave Me the 4-1-1 on those men he’d encountered who might become suitable subjects for My mind-blowing fun and gamesmanship.

Lady Luck smiled on Me again that night.

One of the cream of the crop in My subbie’s report sauntered into the lounge.

After I sent My sub off on an errand, this gentleman sent Me a note complimenting Me on the eye-catching pendant and lovely earrings I was wearing and offered to by Me a cocktail.

After I motioned him over, he couldn’t keep his eyes from resting on My subtly sparkling necklace. He wanted to know if My necklace had a back story.

So I started to tell him its history…… The fireworks I saw from My suite’s huge window one night weren’t the only ones set off during My Niagara Falls get-away. …

Have a Fantastic Phone Fling

For some while, one of My most spellbound, supplicating slave boy toys has been respectfully begging and WORSHIPFULLY pleading to pamper Me. he yearns and yelps for Mistress Marquesa’s HANDS-ON, spine tingling touch of classy carnality. It’s his wet dream for Me to overdrive him to decadent distractions.

Most of the summer months to come, I’ll be wined, dined, delighted, and indulged by this luckiest subbie on Earth. While I’m vacationing, I’ll be plotting My plans to take over the mind(s) of My previous, present, and future mesmerised minions where-ever you are!

During all of July and August there will be tantalising telephonic temptations available to you, My pet at hours and for hours never made available to you before!
HOURS: 9AM until the witching hour of midnight!