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lb_leeEDIT: well dick, Rosen put it all up on his website already! Silly me.
While on a bookstore adventure withnevanna , we splurged on a half dozen books, including Michael A. Rosen's self-published Sexual Portraits: Photographs of Radical Sexuality (from 1990). Mr. Rosen is still alive today, and has magnaminously put the book (among others) up for free download as a PDF! (You can also buy his books or prints from him; support your fellow artists!)
I bought the book for fun. What I didn't expect is for a very many-selved interview (and photoset) to appear in it! (There's also another, briefer interview, which I'm skipping.) A couple, named William and Sybil (yes really) discuss their personas' relationships to themselves and each other in detail, and the photoset shows different personas together. I am transcribing the interview here and also uploading the photoset for posterity.
Note: this photoset and interview involves ageplay, Master/Slave and goddess play, and pre-K headmates in adult vessels having kinky relationships with each other. Anyone who tries to start shit about child molestation here will be banned and have their comments deleted.
Our personas are not masks or roles or parts taken on the way one might take on parts in a play, but emerge from the unity each of us is, with their own ways of thinking, feeling, and behaving, their own needs and desires, and their own reasons for being.
Sybil: Baby Pixie, Baby Ma’am, and the Baby Goddess are all aspects of my child persona. Sweet and trusting, Baby Pixie is childhood sweethearts with Master Billy and Baby Billy, and she is Daddy Bill’s little girl. Baby Ma’am, my four-year-old top, happily dominates anyone who will let her when she comes out. The Baby Goddess is an innocent in wisdom: a seer who speaks an uncompromising, gentle truth as she perceives it. Snuggled up with Daddy Bill, Baby Pixie is the only one of my personas who loves—or even cares about— watching the San Francisco Giants play baseball.
Bill: Master Billy, “The Terror of the Universe,” is the oldest of my three child personas. Though a leather top, he is also 4-1/2 years old. Trusting, eager, and enthusiastic, he has a fondness for cheeseburgers and chocolate chip cookies. On the other hand, he has a limited vocabulary and a limited range of emotional expression. When he cannot have his way on demand he may become confused and crestfallen. Deeply in love with Baby Pixie, his childhood sweetheart, he sees his task in life as protecting the Baby Goddess.
Sybil: Sybil Holiday is most of who I am in the world: the central organizing personality who encompasses all my other personas. Sexy, bright, and fun, she is a much advanced embodiment of Holiday O’Hara, who celebrated her Pagan Temple dancer sexuality by working throughout the 1970s as a burlesque strip tease artist complete with rhinestones and blonde hair. At present a sex educator and image/gender consultant, she facilitates a safe space in which people bring forth their hidden aspects. She still loves to dance, and to shop for beautiful bargains with Juliette. She has osteoarthritis.
Bill: In some ways Juliette is forever 12 years old and forever a virgin, enamored of white lace, rhinestones, and happy endings. She is also 16, however, and knows she lives in a middle-aged male body. Though she sometimes seems shy, in fact she is thoughtful, opinionated, and self-assured. An aesthete, she likes reading, art, and classical music, and chooses most of our clothes. She has both a melancholic and a sunny disposition: the repository of sorrow for all my personas, she is also a party girl—the only one among us who loves to dance. Juliette is a lesbian, happily married with a ring and a last name, to Sybil Holiday.
Sybil: Mistress Sybil is the most sexual and least compromising of my personas. Caring, sadistic, and strict, sometimes cold and bitchy, she is the extension through Holiday O’Hara of the Biker Mama, who rode with a biker gang on New York’s Lower East Side in the late 1960s. Her spiritual power derives from the ancient Phrygian goddess Cybele. She likes to watch many people do her housework in collars and aprons, and to reward them with a good spanking, but has chosen Bill to be her life partner and the only Slave she owns.
Bill: In the tradition of many ancient nature religions, The Priest serves the spirit of the Great Goddess and the feminine principle from the position of a Slave devoted to his Mistress. Exactly the body’s age, he is an adult extension of the two-year-old Baby Billy, gentle, open, receptive, and innocent. He is also more centered and compassionate than any of my other parts. The Priest is a large component of Pixie’s Daddy Bill, and of Bill-William who works as a counselor and teacher.
Sybil: Denise, the Academic, is the only one of my personas who is shy and timid before other peoples’ judgments. She hardly ever appears in public, preferring to let Holiday, Sybil Holiday, and Mistress Sybil front for her. She remains behind the scenes where she studies, writes, does our academic thinking, gets scared, and pays our bills. Her age ranges between eight years and my chronological age. She adores Professor William, to whom she is sexually submissive, and views William the Executive with a teensy bit of apprehension.
Bill: The Executive, whom I also call The Psychopath, is a psychic bully forever in his late 20s, my most extreme embodiment of egocentric self-aggrandizement. However, he is connected with the far kinder and less rigid, but equally straight, Professor William. This association may be the reason the otherwise compassionless Executive is able to function as the last line of defense for the innocent Baby Billy. When all else has failed, according to his lights, and he believes the Baby is in some sort of danger, The Executive may appear as an explosive guardian, filled with a rage he would like others to believe is violent.
The pair of “I”s who wrote the notes above are not quite Sybil and Bill. When we are most ourselves we each recognize a gentle inner dialogue that is almost subliminal, as all personas flow together as a team. For each of us “I” is that process where all our own personas overlap and share their knowledge of the broader life without exactly being in it.
Each of us is aware of more than a dozen personas. Every one of them is a facet of the wholes we are. You might think of us as cut gemstones, offering dozens of glimpses into our hearts. Each view is unique, and each perspective on our innermost Selves is different, yet for each of us all faces belong to one being, and the being has but a single heart.
While on a bookstore adventure with
nevanna , we splurged on a half dozen books, including Michael A. Rosen's self-published Sexual Portraits: Photographs of Radical Sexuality (from 1990). Mr. Rosen is still alive today, and has magnaminously put the book (among others) up for free download as a PDF! (You can also buy his books or prints from him; support your fellow artists!)I bought the book for fun. What I didn't expect is for a very many-selved interview (and photoset) to appear in it! (There's also another, briefer interview, which I'm skipping.) A couple, named William and Sybil (yes really) discuss their personas' relationships to themselves and each other in detail, and the photoset shows different personas together. I am transcribing the interview here and also uploading the photoset for posterity.
Note: this photoset and interview involves ageplay, Master/Slave and goddess play, and pre-K headmates in adult vessels having kinky relationships with each other. Anyone who tries to start shit about child molestation here will be banned and have their comments deleted.
Our personas are not masks or roles or parts taken on the way one might take on parts in a play, but emerge from the unity each of us is, with their own ways of thinking, feeling, and behaving, their own needs and desires, and their own reasons for being.
Sybil: Baby Pixie, Baby Ma’am, and the Baby Goddess are all aspects of my child persona. Sweet and trusting, Baby Pixie is childhood sweethearts with Master Billy and Baby Billy, and she is Daddy Bill’s little girl. Baby Ma’am, my four-year-old top, happily dominates anyone who will let her when she comes out. The Baby Goddess is an innocent in wisdom: a seer who speaks an uncompromising, gentle truth as she perceives it. Snuggled up with Daddy Bill, Baby Pixie is the only one of my personas who loves—or even cares about— watching the San Francisco Giants play baseball.
Bill: Master Billy, “The Terror of the Universe,” is the oldest of my three child personas. Though a leather top, he is also 4-1/2 years old. Trusting, eager, and enthusiastic, he has a fondness for cheeseburgers and chocolate chip cookies. On the other hand, he has a limited vocabulary and a limited range of emotional expression. When he cannot have his way on demand he may become confused and crestfallen. Deeply in love with Baby Pixie, his childhood sweetheart, he sees his task in life as protecting the Baby Goddess.
Sybil: Sybil Holiday is most of who I am in the world: the central organizing personality who encompasses all my other personas. Sexy, bright, and fun, she is a much advanced embodiment of Holiday O’Hara, who celebrated her Pagan Temple dancer sexuality by working throughout the 1970s as a burlesque strip tease artist complete with rhinestones and blonde hair. At present a sex educator and image/gender consultant, she facilitates a safe space in which people bring forth their hidden aspects. She still loves to dance, and to shop for beautiful bargains with Juliette. She has osteoarthritis.
Bill: In some ways Juliette is forever 12 years old and forever a virgin, enamored of white lace, rhinestones, and happy endings. She is also 16, however, and knows she lives in a middle-aged male body. Though she sometimes seems shy, in fact she is thoughtful, opinionated, and self-assured. An aesthete, she likes reading, art, and classical music, and chooses most of our clothes. She has both a melancholic and a sunny disposition: the repository of sorrow for all my personas, she is also a party girl—the only one among us who loves to dance. Juliette is a lesbian, happily married with a ring and a last name, to Sybil Holiday.
Sybil: Mistress Sybil is the most sexual and least compromising of my personas. Caring, sadistic, and strict, sometimes cold and bitchy, she is the extension through Holiday O’Hara of the Biker Mama, who rode with a biker gang on New York’s Lower East Side in the late 1960s. Her spiritual power derives from the ancient Phrygian goddess Cybele. She likes to watch many people do her housework in collars and aprons, and to reward them with a good spanking, but has chosen Bill to be her life partner and the only Slave she owns.
Bill: In the tradition of many ancient nature religions, The Priest serves the spirit of the Great Goddess and the feminine principle from the position of a Slave devoted to his Mistress. Exactly the body’s age, he is an adult extension of the two-year-old Baby Billy, gentle, open, receptive, and innocent. He is also more centered and compassionate than any of my other parts. The Priest is a large component of Pixie’s Daddy Bill, and of Bill-William who works as a counselor and teacher.
Sybil: Denise, the Academic, is the only one of my personas who is shy and timid before other peoples’ judgments. She hardly ever appears in public, preferring to let Holiday, Sybil Holiday, and Mistress Sybil front for her. She remains behind the scenes where she studies, writes, does our academic thinking, gets scared, and pays our bills. Her age ranges between eight years and my chronological age. She adores Professor William, to whom she is sexually submissive, and views William the Executive with a teensy bit of apprehension.
Bill: The Executive, whom I also call The Psychopath, is a psychic bully forever in his late 20s, my most extreme embodiment of egocentric self-aggrandizement. However, he is connected with the far kinder and less rigid, but equally straight, Professor William. This association may be the reason the otherwise compassionless Executive is able to function as the last line of defense for the innocent Baby Billy. When all else has failed, according to his lights, and he believes the Baby is in some sort of danger, The Executive may appear as an explosive guardian, filled with a rage he would like others to believe is violent.
The pair of “I”s who wrote the notes above are not quite Sybil and Bill. When we are most ourselves we each recognize a gentle inner dialogue that is almost subliminal, as all personas flow together as a team. For each of us “I” is that process where all our own personas overlap and share their knowledge of the broader life without exactly being in it.
Each of us is aware of more than a dozen personas. Every one of them is a facet of the wholes we are. You might think of us as cut gemstones, offering dozens of glimpses into our hearts. Each view is unique, and each perspective on our innermost Selves is different, yet for each of us all faces belong to one being, and the being has but a single heart.
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Date: 2024-08-04 02:28 am (UTC)[Janusz]
Is that a trans guy or drag king on plate 15 of the book? Too bad there isn't an interview, I'd like to know more about him.
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Date: 2024-08-04 03:23 pm (UTC)Sadly, no interviews with Joey in the book.