Question on existentialism

[freescorfr]

In my youth, one of my earliest introductions to philosophy was through Sartre’s “Nausea”. Our first examination had a question, “Take one quotation from the book and develop it in relation to your understanding of existentialism.”
Comparing notes with my fellow students later, all of us had chosen,
“Man is born without reason, prolonged out of weakness and dies by chance.”

Except for Frank. He said he’d had difficulty remembering the phrase but the quote which had stuck in his head was when the Autodidact had fancied screwing the barmaid who, for some reason, was unavailable and
“He felt a sharp disappointment in his prick.”

Is there anyone here who would like to expand on this quote?
Have you ever been in anticipation of a good shag, only to feel disappointed?

 

[Coolville]

To understand existentialism, you have go back the Father of it. Søren Kierkegaard.
although he didn't write about pricks in his dick, he gets your brain hard.

 

[chromefreak]

If I'm up late posting on this board, yes.

If I'm offline and otherwise occupied, Maybe not.

And I'm usually up late posting here

 

[Coolville]

Although his life and work was based on his failed romance with Regine Olsen.

Typical. Chicks.

 

[juicylips]

<snip>
Have you ever been in anticipation of a good shag, only to feel disappointed?

Not if you're planning on shagging me.

Morning, f

JL

 

[freescorfr]

To understand existentialism, you have go back the Father of it. Søren Kierkegaard.
although he didn't write about pricks in his dick, he gets your brain hard.

How do you get those lines through your o's, Coolville.

Did you ever see this thread by GEG? We failed to mention Kierkegaard.

Unsuccessful romance, then may be the real progenitor of existentialism.

 

[Susano]

Although his life and work was based on his failed romance with Regine Olsen.

Typical. Chicks.

Sages have known about that type of effect for a long time.
"By all means, marry. If you get a good wife you'll be happy. If not, you'll become a philosopher" - Socrates

 

[freescorfr]

Re: Re: Question on existentialism

Not if you're planning on shagging me.

Morning, f

JL

Good morning, JL.

I know you never disappoint.

Gifted like a goddess, dissipater of all angst, beingess of beingesses.
Good morning.

 

[Coolville]

I get those lines through my o's because I have a Danish keyboard and get to write all the Danish, and European, letters.

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[freescorfr]

Sages have known about that type of effect for a long time.
"By all means, marry. If you get a good wife you'll be happy. If not, you'll become a philosopher" - Socrates

It's true - I remember at the beginning of "The Republic" the old man, I can't recall his name, said,
"It's good being old because I am free of the sexual desires I had as a young man, which took up so much energy and time. Now I can spend all my time on philosophy."

Plato saw sexual appetite as an impediment to clear thinking. Can that be so? What if the barmaid's a philosopher too?

 

[Sillyman]

I actually find that anticipating a shag seems to lead to the shag not even happening. All the times I have ever had sex were completely unexpected.

 

[Susano]

C'mon, ask a hard one

Plato saw sexual appetite as an impediment to clear thinking. Can that be so? What if the barmaid's a philosopher too?

Think back to your teen years, walking up to a girl you liked and asking her anything. How lucid and coherent were your higher reasoning capabilities at that time? If you were anything like me, basic human language skills were a bit beyond you at that point. Whether or not the barmaid is a philosopher herself, I think her affect on your own philosophical abilities is beyond question.

 

[Coolville]

Unexpected sex

There's a psychological term which relates to this.

Mimic lust.

a girl walks into a bar filled with men (nope, not a joke, just an example) and orders a drink. If no man looks at her and sizes her up, then she's just a girl at a bar.

As soon as one starts eyeing her up, then all the other men will. It's the jungle mimicry, the competition, the instinct to fuck, the urge to get your sperm there first.

BUT! If one man at the bar doesn't get involved in the hunt for the woman's affections, he is instantly more interesting.

Me and my mates have played the game for years. At a cafe or bar, one of us declares "Monk Hour" and all the others have to follow suit.

We completely ignore all females in the place. I promise you, it never fails to work. We find that (through years of field research ) that our lighters/matches are in big demand. Girls starting coming over to ask for a light, or they choose where we are sitting at the bar to stand and order drinks.

During Monk Hour, you can't even look a girl in the eye. If you light her cigarette, you can't look at her.

After one hour, it's hunting time! And we have the advantage.

 

[chromefreak]

I actually find that anticipating a shag seems to lead to the shag not even happening. All the times I have ever had sex were completely unexpected.

It's cause they can read our filthy little minds. Our clean, large minds, on the other hand, seem to be a mystery to them. "What are you thinking?" is one good example of this.

 

[freescorfr]

Re: C'mon, ask a hard one

Think back to your teen years, walking up to a girl you liked and asking her anything. How lucid and coherent were your higher reasoning capabilities at that time? If you were anything like me, basic human language skills were a bit beyond you at that point. Whether or not the barmaid is a philosopher herself, I think her affect on your own philosophical abilities is beyond question.

Why the teen years? My lower reason capabilites are still functioning very well, Susano.

And, Sillyman, there is so much truth in that. It applies to so many areas of life in my experience. When I stop looking, what I had been looking for turns up.

 

[Coolville]

Exactly! 'What are you thinking' is the key to Monk Hour. All the guys who are direct in their approaches reveal too much, too soon.

 

[Sillyman]

Actually, of all the strategies I have heard for picking up women, this one actually seems sound.

 

[horny_giraffe]

“He felt a sharp disappointment in his prick.” ... Is there anyone here who would like to expand on this quote? Have you ever been in anticipation of a good shag, only to feel disappointed?

Interestingly enough, I believe that the heart of existential angst is thwarted instinct--quite parallel to this situation.

As I see it, human are animal, first. We have the instincts bred into us by thousands of years of selection--long before we ever gained the ability to reason with any clarity.

One of the most basic instincts in a human is the survival instinct. Think about how difficult it is even to prick your finger for a blood sample. The pain is unnatural to us. To not exist is unfathomable and goes against this strongest instinct, to live.

The fact that humans can override their instincts does not change the fact that the instinct is there. One can participate in a hunger strike, but still be hungry.

But humans are different from most other animals not only in their ability to override instinct and/or conditioning. We are capable of anticipation.

Everybody dies, and sooner or later, each person figures out that they personally are going to die. Therein lies the conflict. How does one continue to live faced with this inevitability? We may try to fool ourselves that somehow through our social contacts we will continue to exist after we die. We may believe in an afterlife (which doesn't change the fact that we die.) I suppose that some may simply give up, I suppose.

On the personal note, I've been mid-thrust and my exg/f said stop. And I did. I can't say it pleased me.

 

[Coolville]

Actually, of all the strategies I have heard for picking up women, this one actually seems sound.

Try it out. There's no patent on it. It's basic human/animal psychology. You don't go home with a wet pussy every single time but then that's not (always) the point. But it gives you contact with the girls, after the hour passes. (Sometimes it's a LONG fucking hour!)

At the very least, it's fun. And, if you don't hit the jackpot, at least you get some quality conversation with your mates.

 

[Coolville]

I find animal instinct related to humans fascinating. The BBC did a major 6 part mini series about it.

If the man suspects the woman of screwing around, he actually jacks off a lot more. The reason? To keep his sperm fresh for the next time he shags her - ensuring that his fresh sperm have a greater chance of impregnating her - as per animal instinct.

The whole bimbo with the old, rich man, that, too, is a basic instinct. Females seek out the strongest in the flock. And in our flock, money makes one strong.

 

[GreenEyedGirl]

Free, what a fabulous thread my friend!
I never thought to corrolate existentialism to sex. But hell, it works!
I have had a theory about "clear minds" and sexual appetite in the two genders. And it is simply the difference between being and innie and an outie. Men are outies. The male genetalia is positioned outside the body, so it is stimulated constantly by clothing, wind, movement, etc. And when the man is stimulate by desire, whatever form that takes - vision, auditory, touch - then a hard on ensues. Which is even more distracting than the slight stimulation felt during the course of the day. So no wonder it is difficult to think, never mind philosophize, when a man is in his sexual prime (say, age 13 through whenever). Now I am not saying that men can not think or discuss philosophy, just that I agree with Plato and his assessment that man's sexual desire can cloud or impede philosophical thinking.
Women, such as the barmaid, are innies. All our genetalia is neatly tucked inside, and when we become stimulated, no one but else knows about it. All our desire is phycialized inside, so outward signs of stimulation is rarely an issue. So that barmaid may very well be a philosopher as she pulls drafts. Or her panties may be soaked by watching her patrons. Or both.


Now as far as existentialism and what I just babbled on about....... does it really matter anyway?

 

[freescorfr]

Smashing, GEG, to encounter like this - and I do like your explanation. No doubt all you work on cod-pieces has confirmed your belief about the outwardness of the male.
A Sacrament, in The Catholic Church, used to be defined as an outward sign of inward grace.


Horny_ Giraffe is a scary name, but I, too, feel that evolutionary psychology has much to teach us, and perhaps will help us to put human consciousness and intellect into a more humble slot than we have given it hitherto.

I have never had any woman ask me to stop mid-stroke. What was the context? Did she want to eat a burger?
I've had kids crash in mid-bundle. I find interuptions like that cause a dull ache in the balls more than a sharp diappointment in my prick.

I'm going to inspect some barmaids' knickers.