When you look like a horse, act like a horse.... people will treat you like one. Don't resist, go deeper, down the rabbit hole of Pony Space. Somehow a deep connection is made with the animal we emulate. An altered state of consciousness that humans have been doing forever.
Some enter Pony Space as soon as the mask goes on. After kicking the wrong person I now keep control unless I have a friend/handler who knows what they are doing and takes charge! Reins and I hate to say it....a stick! are no longer part of a costume....they are needed. Not as devices of control/humiliation but as communication. Reins for direction and to stop. The stick for direction and speed. (Light taps and gentle pulls.)
Some don't remember anything. (If you go this deep a friend/handler is a must.)
I remember. Time and distance warp. Especially when wearing blinders. I hear my hoofs clopping but feel like I'm standing still.....I'm not. I suspect what's happening is that I zone out and surface and zone out at fast intervals. I love it!
Comments and shared experiences are more then welcome.