boyvenus4u
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Philosophy in the Bedroom- Part 1
For that matter, what were masochists called before Sasher Masoch? And why is it that there hasn't been a 'new' name to define some other sexual activity by some other writer in the last three hundred years or more, and what does this say about us as a speices, are we really that boring? Or is it that everbody is so involved doing it, whatever IT happens to be, that nobody has even got the time to write it down? The existance of this bulletin board in itself disproves the last remark.
Voice: And where is it exactly you want to go here, what are you trying to say or prove?
Nothing, absolutely nothing. Just making some observations.
Again Voice: And what conclusions have you reached from these observations?
That people, despite what they say to the contrary, love labels, ie. acceptance above all else. Which reminds me of the Woody Allen joke, I'd never join any club that would have me as a mamber.
Voice (Extremely Frustrated now): Again your point being?
It always seemed to me that to define yourself, that is your whole persona, through one particualar aspect of your sexuality is extremely limiting, which when you think about it, sex that is, and the whole transendental aspect to it it seems almost self-defeating. I know some people would disagree very strongly with me on this point, and my words might possibly upset others very greatly , to the point of anger perhaps, and perhaps I exagerate, but personally I have never taken kink that seriously, which admittedly could be seen by some as a downfall.
Voice: Do you diferentiate then between kink and sex?
Yes, I think I do.
Again Voice: So how do you define sex then?
Again, this is purely subjective on my part so it might help if I put things in context here. I am approaching middle age, but the ideas (call them that for want of a better word) which I am trying to put down here I have had since adolesence.
Voice: And they are?
When you are with a long term partner, be it wife, husband, boyfriend, girlfriend etc... and you have made a commitment to honour and trust one another and so shack down with one another and work through each day to day each day each year upon year upon year...in order for such an 'alliance' to work there has to be an incredible ammount of honesty and damn hard work put in to keep it all going, and sex here is a fundamental issue, the fire as it has been called so many times, an indicator of where you both EXACTLY are...
There's a wonderul moment in Tenessee William's Play Cat on a Hot Thin Roof when the mother of some man asks the man's wife, after she has discovered marital problems, "What's going on in the bedroom?"
And the answer is obvious; obviously nothing!
Jesus, where am I going here.
A newer voice: Up your own ass, you pretentious, god awful fuck, you!
Ah, so that's what it was (Boy rubs ass with cream before retiring from screen.)
Boy with renewed vigour: Ah, I remember. I was talking about the difference, as I see it, between sex and kink. And I was remarking that while sex, and here I mean good old fashioned lovemaking as opposed to any kink, was when the two came together in such a way as to blow the idea of limits, labels, all manner of forms of servitude etc into smithereens...indeed this fundamental element in the relationship was likened to the very source of both your beings, the eternal in you both as it were likened to a natural source or power which harnesses you both together in love's purple cloaked chariot a la Plato...ambrosia, nectar of the gods...and that to fuck with this power, this source in anyway would be tantamount to suicide, or at the very least a form of character assasination that would beggar belief. Now this idea that I am speaking about is as old as the hills, the dawn of time even. Plato, as already mentioned, is most eloquent about it. Yet, in our own time very few writers or philosophers even mention it, and if they do, well then only indirectly. Norman Mailer is at his best when he speaks about such things, and as far as I can see, he is one of the very few that does which is a shame because you would think that such a very important thing as sex would be a little higher on the agenda.
O yes, I know there have been whole forests of trees chopped down and given over to Gender studies. Gender studies be fucked...that's the whole problem.
Boy gives up, realising that once again he is banging his head against the wall.
New voice: Next time, fail harder. Fail better!
Boy finally walks away from the bulletin board thinking about Freud's Grandmother.
For that matter, what were masochists called before Sasher Masoch? And why is it that there hasn't been a 'new' name to define some other sexual activity by some other writer in the last three hundred years or more, and what does this say about us as a speices, are we really that boring? Or is it that everbody is so involved doing it, whatever IT happens to be, that nobody has even got the time to write it down? The existance of this bulletin board in itself disproves the last remark.
Voice: And where is it exactly you want to go here, what are you trying to say or prove?
Nothing, absolutely nothing. Just making some observations.
Again Voice: And what conclusions have you reached from these observations?
That people, despite what they say to the contrary, love labels, ie. acceptance above all else. Which reminds me of the Woody Allen joke, I'd never join any club that would have me as a mamber.
Voice (Extremely Frustrated now): Again your point being?
It always seemed to me that to define yourself, that is your whole persona, through one particualar aspect of your sexuality is extremely limiting, which when you think about it, sex that is, and the whole transendental aspect to it it seems almost self-defeating. I know some people would disagree very strongly with me on this point, and my words might possibly upset others very greatly , to the point of anger perhaps, and perhaps I exagerate, but personally I have never taken kink that seriously, which admittedly could be seen by some as a downfall.
Voice: Do you diferentiate then between kink and sex?
Yes, I think I do.
Again Voice: So how do you define sex then?
Again, this is purely subjective on my part so it might help if I put things in context here. I am approaching middle age, but the ideas (call them that for want of a better word) which I am trying to put down here I have had since adolesence.
Voice: And they are?
When you are with a long term partner, be it wife, husband, boyfriend, girlfriend etc... and you have made a commitment to honour and trust one another and so shack down with one another and work through each day to day each day each year upon year upon year...in order for such an 'alliance' to work there has to be an incredible ammount of honesty and damn hard work put in to keep it all going, and sex here is a fundamental issue, the fire as it has been called so many times, an indicator of where you both EXACTLY are...
There's a wonderul moment in Tenessee William's Play Cat on a Hot Thin Roof when the mother of some man asks the man's wife, after she has discovered marital problems, "What's going on in the bedroom?"
And the answer is obvious; obviously nothing!
Jesus, where am I going here.
A newer voice: Up your own ass, you pretentious, god awful fuck, you!
Ah, so that's what it was (Boy rubs ass with cream before retiring from screen.)
Boy with renewed vigour: Ah, I remember. I was talking about the difference, as I see it, between sex and kink. And I was remarking that while sex, and here I mean good old fashioned lovemaking as opposed to any kink, was when the two came together in such a way as to blow the idea of limits, labels, all manner of forms of servitude etc into smithereens...indeed this fundamental element in the relationship was likened to the very source of both your beings, the eternal in you both as it were likened to a natural source or power which harnesses you both together in love's purple cloaked chariot a la Plato...ambrosia, nectar of the gods...and that to fuck with this power, this source in anyway would be tantamount to suicide, or at the very least a form of character assasination that would beggar belief. Now this idea that I am speaking about is as old as the hills, the dawn of time even. Plato, as already mentioned, is most eloquent about it. Yet, in our own time very few writers or philosophers even mention it, and if they do, well then only indirectly. Norman Mailer is at his best when he speaks about such things, and as far as I can see, he is one of the very few that does which is a shame because you would think that such a very important thing as sex would be a little higher on the agenda.
O yes, I know there have been whole forests of trees chopped down and given over to Gender studies. Gender studies be fucked...that's the whole problem.
Boy gives up, realising that once again he is banging his head against the wall.
New voice: Next time, fail harder. Fail better!
Boy finally walks away from the bulletin board thinking about Freud's Grandmother.
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