Category Archives: Sexuality

Sexual Intellect Shines in The Afterglow of Orgasm

Sexual Intellect Shines in The Afterglow of Orgasm

Sexual Afterglow: That deliciously-exposed, lingering mood that separates the men from the boys, the women from the girls. Afterglow brings out the pure essence of human sexual bonding. The artistry of sharing togetherness after both lovers have reached the peak, la petite morte, the little death, the ecstasy that joins body, mind and spirit: Both Lovers.

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United by The Sameness of Difference

United by The Sameness of Difference

Our difference attracted us. Not the difference between ourselves, but the way we are both different from persistent, flourishing stereotypes.

gender stereotypes will forever cage the emotional joy of the sexual stage

The notion that the female is emotionally weaker than the male is perhaps the most ridiculous and the most relationship-destructive of all modern attitudes. The inherent strength of motherhood makes masculine bravado seem like a pompous courtship ritual. Puffed up chests full of hot air are fine for male turkeys not humans. Such gender silliness serves no one in the mating game that can, potentially, produce an enduring love that will expand sexuality far beyond all masturbatory fantasies of youth.

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Addictions Provide The Fuel For Love

Addictions Provide The Fuel For Love

I readily admit I am an addict. Addictions define our humanity, not by a sense of fear-based compulsion but by the incredible desire to service the addictive qualities of joy. Call joy what you wish: Rapture, rhapsody, ecstasy or bliss. With true joy comes an indescribable communion of body and spirit that once experienced makes us constantly reach far beyond a desire to merely survive with mundane happy smiles. Words cannot mimic the experience. IRead More

Edging on Appetite’s Ecstasy

Edging on Appetite’s Ecstasy

Dance the rim of the volcano for as long you can before you plunge to the flames and joy melts into heavenly ash

Edging on orgasmic ecstasy is a talent I honed as a child reveling in the mystical world of puberty as I lounged in the shade of an apple tree. Towering high on the hills above their home the topmost trees of my grandparent’s apple orchard provided a lonely, secluded place for a 12-year-old boy. Row after row of huge apple trees formed tunnels of green that shaded me from the burning summer sun and prying eyes. Read More

Is it the Food that I Love or the Self that I Hate?

Is it the Food that I Love or the Self that I Hate?

For me it was not an uncontrollable love of food that made me fat. Truthfully, it was the only time in my life when I hated food. But at 21 I was fat and the fatter I got the more I ate. Eating was a divergence from the helplessness, the longing I felt after three-years of watching my father fade away and die. Food filled the emptiness of living as if my life was controlled by an ancient human survival mechanism that originated when hunting and gathering was the essence of life and a full stomach meant success. As if satisfying that primal urge was connected to an emotional peace as the cancer that ate my father devoured his small family’s world.

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Deception is at it’s Finest When Expressed as Well-Aged Fact

Deception is at it’s Finest When Expressed as Well-Aged Fact

Deception reigns. Fiction is at it’s finest when expressed as well-aged fact, when the burden of wisdom is a feeling carved constantly by understanding that advice is more often driven by wishes than by fact. As the wise man who quickly becomes the fool if he talks in a way that is different to you: Different than you wish is the way that is true. Tragically, when wisdom is distorted by wishes you will never find the truth, and nowhere is fact more drowned by fiction than by diets programmed for weight loss.Read More

Striving for Personal Splendor in a World Saturated by Salt and Sugar

Striving for Personal Splendor in a World Saturated by Salt and Sugar

Striving for personal splendor is the essence of humanity: a reach that should forever hover just beyond our grasp. To advance as a species we must constantly want more, but in this inherent struggle to be at the top far too many individuals flounder in obscurity. Our hunger remains but our desires gradually become less refined, more and more impure until our minds, spirits and bodies are satisfied by junk. We allow our physical beings to be handfed by profit mongers eager to exploit our loss of self. Our souls wander aimlessly in a desperate search to see beyond the confines of archaic creeds designed to pacify insignificance.Read More

Surviving Tragedy With Art, Poetry and Sex

Surviving Tragedy With Art, Poetry and Sex

The saddest condition of heterosexual mating is the loss of a child. Compounding this devastating misfortune is society’s projected destruction of the intimate bond that created the loving environment for that child to blossom.Read More

I Dream of Venus

I Dream of Venus

I am not a tame chaste tool, a masked distorted fool of men who speak of a virgin birth and an idol Son as if only men are fit for gods and female spirits are lost inside a male shroud where women are forever veiled by that gender-tainted loss.Read More

Mounting the Denouement

Mounting the Denouement

Conquering the end is the reason for the beginning. We are in the final stages of living to the limit: The denouement of our lives. The limits of life are of course birth and death. But the time inside these limits varies remarkably. Rod’s father died at 51 from cancer; our only child was killed in a hiking accident at 16. The desperation to live long has never been our focus …Read More