The sick rose by William Blake

O Rose, thou art sick: 

The invisible worm,

 That flies in the night 

In the howling storm, 

 Has found out thy bed 

Of crimson joy; 

And his dark secret love 

Does thy life destroy.

One O'Clock in the Morning - Charles Baudelaire

At last! I am alone! Nothing can be heard but the rumbling of a few belated and weary cabs. For a few hours at least silence will be ours, if not sleep. At last! The tyranny of the human face has disappeared, and now there will be no one but myself to make me suffer.

 At last! I am allowed to relax in a bath of darkness! First a double turn of the key in the lock. This turn of the key will, it seems to me, increase my solitude and strengthen the barricades that, for the moment, separate me from the world.

 Horrible life! Horrible city! Let us glance back over the events of the day: saw several writers, one of them asking me if you could go to Russia by land (he thought Russia was an island, I suppose); disagreed liberally with the editor of a review who to all my objections kept saying: "Here we are on the side of respectability," implying that all the other periodicals were run by rascals; bowed to twenty or more persons of whom fifteen were unknown to me; distributed hand shakes in about the same proportion without having first taken the precaution of buying gloves; to kill time during a shower, dropped in on a dance who asked me to design her a costume of Venustre; went to pay court to a theatrical director who in dismissing me said; "Perhaps you would do well to see Z….; he is the dullest, stupidest and most celebrated of our authors; with him you might get somewhere. Consult him and then we'll see": boasted (why?) of several ugly things I never did, and cravenly denied some other misdeeds that I had accomplished with the greatest delight; offense of fanfaronnade, crime against human dignity; refused a slight favor to a friend and gave a written recommendation to a perfect rogue; Lord! let's hope that's all!

 Dissatisfied with everything, dissatisfied with myself, I long to redeem myself and to restore my pride in the silence and solitude of the night. Souls of those whom I have loved, souls of those whom I have sung, strengthen me, sustain me, keep me from the vanities of the world and its contaminating fumes; and You, dear God! grant me grace to produce a few beautiful verses to prove to myself that I am not the lowest of men, that I am not inferior to those whom I despise.

The civil wars : devil's backbone

The civil wars –devil back bone

Oh Lord, Oh Lord, what have I done?

I’ve fallen in love with a man on the run

Oh Lord, Oh Lord, I’m begging you please

Don’t take that sinner from me

Oh don’t take that sinner from me

Oh Lord, Oh Lord, what do I do?

I’ve fallen for someone who’s nothing like you

He’s raised on the edge of the devil’s backbone

Oh I just wanna take him home

Oh I just wanna take him home

Oh Lord, Oh Lord, he’s somewhere between

A hangman’s knot, and three mouths to feed

There wasn’t a wrong or a right he could choose

He did what he had to do

Oh he did what he had to do

Give me the burden, give me the blame

I’ll shoulder the load, and I’ll swallow the shame

Give me the burden, give me the blame

How many, how many Hail Marys is it gonna take?

Don’t care if he’s guilty, don’t care if he’s not

He’s good and he’s bad and he’s all that I’ve got

Oh Lord, Oh Lord, I’m begging you please

Don’t take that sinner from me

Oh don’t take that sinner from me.

This is what fantasies are made of.

When I think about the fetish world, the first word that comes to my mind is:  Latex. 

  

Latex is defined by Wikipedia as “Latex rubber is used in many types of clothing. Rubber has traditionally been used in protective clothing, including gas masks and Wellington boots. 

  

Latex rubber as a clothing material is common in fetish fashion and among BDSM practitioners and is often seen worn at fetish clubs. Latex is sometimes also used by couturiers for its dramatic appearance. Latex clothing tends to be skin-tight.” 

  

The first time I saw a latex outfit was back in highschool when I discovered the Goth subculture and I liked to read about its history and look at pics of goths , a lot of those pics contained girls on little outfits and wearing latex gloves, latex bras, latex skirts , etc. 

It was really taboo to be looking at people wearing latex outfits, it usually meant that you were looking for pornographic images and … honestly most of the images I could find on the web were really risqué for a 16 year old who wasn’t  supposed to be looking at that kind of pictures. I clearly remember how I got disapproving glances from adults who were sitting near me. Anyway … 

  

 When I finally had internet at home (which took me a lot to convince my parents) I finally had a chance to freely explore the world of latex and this meant the world of BDSM and fetish sites closely tied to latex. Nowadays I see that latex is openly use for erotic photography and by some subcultures who use and adapt this material to their own advantages. It is very popular amongst the subculture models to have a latex shot in their portfolio. 

I say latex but I don’t think of the word -sex- immediately, even fetishism is not 100% about sex but about pleasure. Latex is about suggesting and playing but I think of latex as another option to be creative (when it comes to a photo-shoot) and another way to express. Latex haven’t been hiding from the world as a matter of fact, in pop culture many celebrities have worn latex in public as a fashion statement. 

There is not an exact date as when latex and the fetish subculture was created but I read that it can be tracked as far as WW2 and tied with the homosexual community. 

The fetish world is not a world exclusively for gay men anymore, not even for the gay (LGBT) community only. I have met people, young straight men and women who have regular and common lifes but inside their bedrooms they have different sexual tastes and sometimes bizarre ones, usually it involves latex. 

  

I can understand a person who likes to have control and power in the bedroom, usually it's the only place you are able to control things, the tricky part is to find the right partner to talk about it. 

 Latex is sensual, there is no need to show alot of skin, latex becomes a part of your body, part of your skin. If you use a latex outfit in a classy way, the better.  

  

¿Does your fantasies stay in your head? ... this is a topic for another night.