Rubber as an Enchantment

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It’s rather obvious.  The one thing that all of Rubberists share in common is that we are enchanted by rubber.  Deeply enchanted.

This is not a lighweight enchantment, either.  It’s not like being attracted to the way someone looks or the taste of a particlar food or the sound of your favorite piece of music.

Our fetish is a seriously heavyweight enchantment.  There is a “magnetism” here that profoundly affects us. This is deep magic spell stuff.

Rubber (or latex, PVC, etc.) is a primary motivator for us. It is driven by our sexuality which is the most powerful instinct in any living thing. In most of us “Rubberists”, our almost magical attraction to rubber is so active and so pronounced that it tends to be a major part of our personal identity. Rubber rules much of lives, our thinking, our desires and what we do from day to day.

Most of us were probably born with our fetish or mysteriously acquired it later on.  Bam! We wake one day with a full-blown rubber fetish. Somehow rubber casts it’s spell on us. Bam! We’re hooked!

There was not much choice involved. We are Rubberists and that’s a fact. It’s an integral part of us and is not going to go away. For better or for worse, we’re stuck with it.

But we do have a choice on how we react to this “spell”. We can see it as a negative thing and try to repress it, but most of us older Rubberists have found that not only does repression not work, all repression does in the end is simply make us miserable. Many of us have burned or discarded all of our (expensive) rubber clothing in a fit of anger or grief to purge ourselves of their enchantment over us. It never works for very long. Eventually we start to build a new wardrobe of rubber garments.

Enchantment- resistance is futile

The other choice we have is to view our fetish as a gift that we can use to make our lives happier and richer. This may involve a 180 degree change in our attitudes toward ourselves and how society views us, but that is a matter of choice that belongs to us.

The choice is yours. Either you can be miserable as a Rubberist or you can search for ways to make it the most amazing, wonderful experience possible.  We can decide to make it a source of happiness, rather than grief and misery, for us.

Which way do you choose?

 

 

 

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