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20181123

NWSF: Xvideos exposes what women in Canada are posting on their snapchat



This is what millions of women are doing online on what they think are private videos of themselves for their boyfriends.

Then hackers steal their p0rn and repost it on xvideos and other adult video streaming sites for horny men to masturbate over.

Quite obviously, this means NO WOMAN IS SAFE FROM CAPPERS TO EXPLOIT THEM ONLINE.

THIS EVEN HAPPENED TO AMANDA TODD WHO HUNG HERSELF, NOT BECAUSE OF A PERVERT SNAPPING PIX OF HER BUT BECAUSE SHE REFUSED TO SEND MORE TOPLESS PICS TO HER ONLINE STALKER!

However, Amanda actually loved showing off her body because of the rush. Yet she actually committed suicide because even her mom was disgusted that she could act like that.

And she paid the price for being an attention whore.

DO NOT LET THIS HAPPEN TO YOUR DAUGHTERS!

YMMV

20141222

My Traumatic Event That Changed My Life (satire)

Throughout my articles on this blog, I have been bluntly forward about my private life.

Sometimes this has led me to delete the articles when the absence of privacy such a confession has caused not guilt or shame but regret of the candidness. Other times my candidness also leads to that feeling that surpasses embarrassment and shame to the point of almost losing psychological stability.

This makes me doubt the validity of psychoanalysis which played a role in the untimely death of Marilyn Monroe.

Possibly psychotherapy may have led to the suicide of Margeaux Hemingway, a great actress whose life was cut short because anorexia, drink and drugs were becoming addictions that was leading her to behave irrationally before her death.

I do not believe in psychoanalysis because there are secret bests left between a person and his higher power, be it his priest, a lover or even an imaginary friend who is often more reliable than our friends and family when it comes to the main affliction of people nowadays. YMMV

Yes, I believe that lack of healthy mental hygiene may lead to people either thinking of themselves as a god or worse come to hate religion as a superstition that is outdated and out of fashion.

Even worse is when a person may think that the spiritual life is a fearsome prospect, based on biases and prejudices against such a life, due to much the same biases that a few of the humanists tend to share with the spiritually-inclined.

For everyone is a human being first.

Having said all this, let me get to the point in my life that changed me: as a five year old I spend three weeks at the old St Mary's Hospital on Royal Avenue in New Westminster, BC — a hospital that I was born in a cold November day in 1958.

Prior to my time there, I suffered the absence of my parents and the indignity of being hooked up to a catheter all due to a genetic condition called hypospadia, a medical condition in which my plumbing was leaky at birth and got fixed but still leaked a little, which was fixed in 1991.

However I am sure the trauma of having my naughty bits repaired is enough to lead to the inability to have an orgasm during sex. It is not the equipment since my masturbation sessions in the past have been successful and complete.

Rather, I have a sexual hangup which makes it almost impossible to have an orgasm during sexual intercourse. Most likely, it is due to the "audience" which would be all my former girlfriends and lovers.

All I can say is, I am pretty sure that the normal response of a lover to just lay back and let me do the work does not lead to joy for me. She better be prepared to wiggle in ecstasy to her favorite love-making song for such joy.

I am sure that no single woman at my church even has a clue to what I expect from them during the post-marital sex. Though it is likely they have a better idea than what the LDS higher priesthood expect. ;)

Anyway, the reason why I refer to those three weeks in the hospital as traumatic is because I felt at the time that my parents had abandoned me forever. Sadly though, that hospital is no more — and all my good memories of my time as a five year old boy are all that's left of the event.

Today I am thankful to the boy from the tonsilectomy ward for befriending me. The uro-genital ward was a room filled girls and boys who could only use their inability to comprehend the fact that their naughty bits were not correctly made to invent stories like washing at the kitchen sink and accidently having a knife mutilate it.

Today as adults we will not even form adult psychotherapy groups to deal with how we were treated, because my guess is, we were intersex children being assigned as girls and boys by surgery in order to fulfill the unreality that people can only be male or female, but nothing in between — without the appropriate counseling, thanks to being born in Canada where children are deemed unfit for psychotherapy in 1963.

Today, it is likely a girl with sexual dysmorphic disorder can get counseling and even be assigned to a sex change from female to male, complete with hormone therapy and surgery.

We even accept the prospect of transgendered children being accepted as normal by their parents, despite the prejudice by feminists towards transgendered males who behave like women but are deemed to be men due to their chromosomes.

Such a reaction from feminists is a sure sign of sexism by cis-females who may be homosexual or heterosexual, yet practice a misandry that makes such feminists female chauvinistic boors.

Oh, the irony of feminists who claim all men are misogynists yet practice a hatred of anyone whose chromosomes are the wrong kind!

I have nothing against feminists, but too often they let their emotions hijack their reasoning skills. Even the religionists they despise are much better people overall because most spiritually-inclined people may be more accepting of others than the socialist propaganda claims.

As for this trauma of my past, I am all over it. Hopefully I can teach a willing mate how to dance in bed one day.

UPDATE: 20150107
When I was around 12, I read a book written by John Money called "Man & Woman, Boy & Girl: Gender Identity from Conception to Maturity". This book changed my life.

In it, I learned that I had a variant of hypospadia, which only consisted of a large fistula (opening) from urethra at the base of my penis.

http://books.google.ca/books/about/Man_Woman_Boy_Girl.html?id=qvRqAAAAMAAJ&redir_esc=y

It is important to develop sensitivity towards the intersex community and to accept myself as I am than and quietly blog about it.

Today I have experienced being a male who was determined to be heterosexual almost 25 years. I accept the counterargument that the subtle heteronormative pressures of society may have led to this decision.

As a result of that decision, I know that I will hardly ever pass as bisexual or gay. Indeed, it is more likely that expressions of my sexuality will remain heterosexual in nature. However, I would rather remain celibate at my age.

Most of the time, I maintain an indifference to sexual expression. For it distracts me from my pastime of computers, reading, and journal writing. I know that most of this blog entry might be a symptom of depression caused by the change in seasons from summer to winter.

What I am working on is to improve sleep hygiene since insomnia sometimes precipitates expressions of sexual behavior which are seen as healthy when expressed privately but is unhealthy when expressed publicly.

It is a lot more healthy to express myself through journal writing, since I consider writing to be due to the creative energy of the libido sublimated into non-sexual self expression.

Thus, my whole journal may be seen as a healthy form of self expression where libido is sublimated into journal writing, especially in articles that are not about sex.

Becoming politically moderate is a part of my primary goal at this phase in my life. From 1990 to 2010, I was primarily a Buddhist meditator. However, the little Zen that I know of and practiced was more intellectual in nature.

From meditation, I borrowed the breathing technique and meditation posture (erect the back and just sit) to help develop my concentration. To an outsider, it looks like I have fallen asleep but from my perspective, I am aware of my surroundings but ignore any stimuli unless physically confronted. Usually that rarely happens because I stay at home a lot.

Regarding the title of this blog entry, I have taken "ownership" of the traumatic event where my parents left me in the hospital when I was five. Having toughed out that experience, I can handle almost anything.

Additionally, my experiences as a security guard have led me to understand that the non-confrontative approach to life helped me make it to this point in my life. Indeed, I am thankful that the most significant work experience occurred around 3 AM in the morning of July 19, 2004, when I got beat up at work and survived. It helped me to realize that life is too short to spend risking my life unnecessarily.

This was the second traumatic event in my life, and it strengthened my resolve to remain independent. I also have matured over the past ten years, and have developed an appreciation for the calmness of mind and fearlessness that I recovered since then.

For libido does not have to be expressed sexually. Self expression also occurs when the individual is willing to fill the void that materialism often creates with a fuller and meaning form of sublimation such as the great appreciation of the spiritual aspect of human nature.

I knew this to be true in 2006 when I realized after an encounter with the hospital's spiritual counselor that, if a person believes in God, then on death, the soul returns to the Godhead since behavioral and mental negativities cannot taint its original purity. However, I have written more about this in a previous blog entry.

20141030

What's Love (and Sex) Got to Do with Agapé and Eros

In grade school, it was fun to play with the girls until the boys shamed me into playing with them.

As well, I was subtly bullied by a girl in Grade 6 when in Grade 2, due to her frustration in teaching me math that was simple for her but mysterious to me.

Though that never stopped me from excelling at math.

Then after Grade Three I spent the summer holiday with my first crush.

However, he teasing in Grade Four after my classmates found out I had a summer crush led me to realise romance has to be discreet ie not in my hometown.

The fact that my mother put a stop to it due to being late for supper makes me cautious lest I ruin my relationship with my roommates.

However, the best kind of love is between friends. This love has many names, but two of them are familiarly known as Agape and Eros.

Both Agapé and Eros are two sides of the same coin called human love.

Human love is so fickle though.

Unconditional love demands us to stop placing conditions on love. This is why friends love each other dearly: their love is unconditioned.

However, the only rule in friendship is remain loyal to each other, though it is loyalty with discretion.

Yet friendships rely on each of us to respect each other's right to be free, and to grow as individuals.

However, do not expect a friend to do anything for you, since it may lead to conflict. Such an expectation is unreasonable since it expects too much of a friend.

Do expect a close friend to be there when you need them but remember: friends are not slaves to be toyed with.

If you want anyone who is your friend to become reliable, then be reliable to them. Do anything for them as is necessary, and limit yourselves accordingly.

A good friend is a loyal helpmate. You are that friend.

My first crush was my best female friend, not a girlfriend but a friend who happened to be a girl.

I am happy that such a friend exists for me.

It can only be platonic though, for a man ought to be mature enough to call BS on the myth about platonic friendships.

Indeed it is a pernicious lie to assume a platonic relationship has a subtle sexual ambiance to it.

This lie is based on the error about the mythical libido, which is misinterpreted as the sex drive.

Libido actually is related to life and its propagation, and can be successfully sublimed into service, be it work or play.

Returning to my first crush, it was play that brought us together. Yet duty to my family nipped that in the bud.

Thus the libido must often be tamed, lest friendships be threatened by its excess.

So, my mother helped me to tame my libido by putting a curfew on me.

I suppose the cruelty such as beatings and burning moxibustion only showed the dark side of mother love - but because it was child abuse, it only served to make me fiercely independent when I was younger.

Yet here I am today realising that social isolation might be a side effect of the strong impression at a young age that I ought not associate with anyone lest they learn how dysfunctional I am.

However, the friends that I have show me that they tolerate whatever eccentricities I may have, which helps to moderate my behaviour accordingly.

For that is what unconditional love is actually about: accepting each other, warts and all.

Through daily meditation and prayer,
I daily sublimate Eros, and thus transform its motivational energy into Agapé, the vital essence of unconditional love.


Based on your life experiences, which love is the original love?

Remember: the libido is a manmade construct to explain sexuality, which too is manmade. While Eros and Agapé are two sides of love, the libido, Eros itself, is the subconscious call of the wild to propagate the species, which originates in each living being's survival mechanism.

In contrast Agapé is unconditional love which is the subconscious call from God Almighty to be of service to him by being a standing minister to worldly Gentiles and the apostates in the world today, often by being like an angel in disguise.

IMHO I feel that a healthy balance between Agapé and Eros is not often possible.

It is my contention that the gross energy of Eros (the libido) has often been sublimated and thus energizes Agapé. However sex is not love.

Therefore the sublimated libido energizes unconditional love. At the same time, that Love helps each of us through the grace of God to tame the libido.

I remember as a young boy how I was slowly growing out of control due to family strife due to my birth defects being used by my paternal grandmother shaming my mother because of those defects.

When it turned out that one of her sons, my uncle, had died of complications due to epilepsy, that foiled my grandmother. It is sad when a parent mentally abuses a daughter or son like this, and tragic especially when the same is done to an in-law.

Yet unconditional love is something we experience so little of in the world but have the opportunity to practice in the meetinghouse.

Still, it ought to be shared with the world, often without mentioning God Almighty, who made the world in six days not that we love Him only on the Sabbath, but also for the rest of the week from Monday to Saturday.

By sharing unconditional love with the world, it is then possible for standing ministers to share the Gospel with like minded Gentiles, so that they may come to know the truth about the LDS church.

For example, I have recently found Mormon cosmology to be almost like a light version of Buddhist cosmology, without the cycle of reincarnation and lacking the fullness of its Buddhist counterpart.

Of course, I attribute this to my ignorance of the richness inherent in Mormon cosmology due to my apostasy before baptism and LDS membership.

However, Buddhist cosmology contains a multitude of Buddha worlds of which the Pure Land is one.

IMHO the worlds awaiting the LDS members bound for celestial glory are like the Pure Land.

Yet the LDS literature is vague about the many worlds that those celestial latter day saints inherit.

With an understanding of Agapé and Eros, and of their respective commonplace terms, unconditional love and the libido, it is likely to help put human love into perspective.

Firstly, Agape is Love unconditioned and uncorrupted by carnal love, Eros.

Through the grace of God, after consistent prayer and meditation by a Mormon, Eros is sublimated which subtly energizes Agapé.

Thus is carnal love sublimated into unconditional love. However love is not sex.

Overall the Christ's call to love one another is tempered with his command to love your enemies and also to turn the other cheek ie accept the mental cruelty of zealous anti Mormon cultists without complaint.

20140916

My Ideal Woman (satire)

Here is the closest image of what my ideal woman looks like. I apologize that only how she looks from behind is available, but it is doubtful that this woman would find my idealizing of her to be appropriate.

It might even be rude to have taken this photograph without her consent.

However, with her anonymity almost guaranteed, no one can closely identify her. Indeed, this is why I went to the back of the line of that long queue for the #49 Metrotown bus the other day.

It is obvious then that I like my women thick, for this lady is about 5'8 or taller, and weighs over 140 pounds. She isn't Caucasian, yet I feel comfortable with a woman who isn't Asian.

Even so, my taste in women is based on mutual attraction in an era where most women are much more picky than they were 40 years ago.

That is why I decided to convert to the Church of Jesus Christ: even though I may veer towards liberalism, I am at heart a conservative fool when it comes to love. That is why I emailed my ex-girlfriend. The change from liberalism to moderate conservatism is better on the long run.

And yet, I would rather idealize the ideal woman than pursue anyone, mainly because I fall into one of two categories: "not her type" and "the friend list."

Even that best friend on Vancouver Island, in Victoria has categorized me as "not her type" and most definitely I am on her "friend list". As for myself, I have recently spoken to her, and determined that - like me - she is single.

When I think about her I remember a moment more than two years ago when she hugged me really tight. She could do that because she knows I will not push things.

For my intentions must always remain pure with a best friend. Besides, the sexual fantasy of "what might be" is adultery of the heart.

Yet unrequited love is splendid in inspiring me to be benevolent in my intent and even generous in loving-kindness. For sex would surely ruin a good friendship that has endured for so long.

Although we are comfortable talking about our sexual experiences, the very thought of hooking up would only complicate our friendship. It is this friendship that endures all the trials and tribulations of my love life.

Despite knowing this to be true, I still wish to declare my undying love for her to this dear friend. As long as I tell her that there is no expectation of something more, it still is worth telling her how much I truly care for her.

Although the woman in the picture is my ideal woman, I still carry a torch for my best female friend (BFF).

Still it has to remain unrequited, because she has made it clear that I am not her type, and I am fine with that.

20140816

Curing Lust (satire)

Imagine the flesh of someone you lust rotting away, turning into a rotting corpse, and decaying until all that's left is a skeleton of a human being.

Bring this to mind every time you lust for that person until you do not even think of the object of your desire, lest you conjure of that horrible vision of a person dying and rotting, and becoming bone.

I'm pretty sure that such an extreme meditation practice would ruin your libido for good. Indeed, it is a meditation practice for Buddhist monks and nuns. They who faithfully practice this meditation never experience sexual misconduct within a Buddhist monastery.

In a worst case scenario, this practice might be the Buddhist cure for sex addiction, except Westerners mistake meditation practice for religion & mdash; as opposed to Christianity, where a sinner may be shamed and made to feel guilty for natural sexual behavior, which purportedly causes psychological hang-ups and manufactures from one of out of every twenty-five church members a sociopath who might work his way up in the religious hierarchy.

A priest becomes a sociopath when he breaks his celibacy vows, and lies to his bishop. A bishop becomes a sociopath when he turns church bingo into a multimillion-dollar business. A Pope becomes a sociopath when he hides being a soldier in a war in his youth.

However, being gay does not stop a man from becoming a priest. It might cause him to fight for the rights of all living beings on this earth. It all depends on the man.

Perhaps this meditation could be modified for drug addiction: just imagine the worst-case scenario where you take your drugs in a homeless shelter and are prey to black boys speaking Haitian Creole.

Sure, like that's going to work.

If you believe in the fallacy that "all sociopaths are evil" when the truth is, only unsuccessful sociopaths are deemed evil by Western society when they get caught. Once caught, these people might be thrown under the bus by a few mainstream media journalists who promote a moral panic about sociopaths under the guise of responsible journalism.

Sometimes, karma is a bitch when you let lust control your life, be it for sex, drugs, and even money. Most of the time, we think the libido is normal and natural, and that repressive means of controlling it is tantamount to the abuse of a person's individual human rights.

It is not psychological abuse for Buddhist monks and nuns to practice this kind of meditation, because they do so willingly. Yet it would be abuse if such meditation practices were mandatory for unprepared people, even in a clinical setting.

This is why no Buddhist organization endorses such a practice, and rely only on the Five Precepts of the Buddhist code of ethics (abstain from killing, abstain from theft, avoid sexual misconduct, abstain from false speech, and abstain from consuming alcohol and drugs).

For this meditation practice is not for laypeople, and could potentially harm any Buddhist who practices it outside of a monastery. I do not endorse its practice, but mentioned it here to show how preposterous it would be to serve as the cure for lust.

It is safer for the Buddhist practitioner to practice the Five Precepts than to become a monk or nun in a Buddhist monastery. Indeed, it is harmless, provided the practitioner keep all the precepts and practice them diligently while repenting from minor infractions (lying, gossipping, and consuming alcohol and drugs).

Perhaps this explains the practice of Pure Land Buddhist practitioners who chant the Buddha's name (Nianfo or Nembutsu) to burn off the evil karma of past wrongful actions. In this way do they purify their mind. For this is a path of easy practice that helps them achieve peace of mind.

In my opinion, these diverse Buddhist practices of chanting and meditation are examples of sexual sublimation, and positive expressions of libido.

YMMV

References:

Five Precepts: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Five_Precepts


20140805

Sometimes "I Love You" Means Just That (satire)

I'd like to say this to a woman I like, but don't have the balls. It's not the fear of rejection that stops me, but the fear that she might misunderstand the declaration of love.

When a man says "I love you", not all women hear it just as it is. They assume it means the guy is saying "I am saying this hoping to become more intimate with you -and have sex" when the guy actually means what he says.

Sometimes it is impossible to declare my love lest the woman mistake it for sexual desire.

Love like this is so unconditional that the very thought of making love is a ridiculous fantasy. How can one misunderstand unconditional love as the very act of making love, which has conditions about love attached to it?

Sometimes "I love you" means just that. Assuming that the person declaring it just wants to get into your pants is as sexist as other applications of heteronormative masculinity to fulfil the urges of the male libido.

Yes, I am saying that a woman who assumes a man just desires her solely for sex is as sexist as that desire.

Unconditional love removes all such sexist notions because all the conditions that apply to erotic love are removed. In their place is mutual respect for each other's rights and freedoms.

This is why sometimes "I love you" means just that, and nothing more.

Originally posted on August 27, 2013 at 11:32 PM

20140612

Unconditional Love Makes All Touch By it Feel Like A Virgin (satire)

Like a virgin
Touched for the very first time
Like a virgin
With your heart beat
Next to mine — Madonna, Like A Virgin

Unconditional love is a concept foreign to people who think physical love (eros) is the only love they know. Yet they find all discussion of love to be endless and boring prose, just because they forget that sex is NOT love.

A person does not have sex because she loves another person, even though she may believe it to be so. She has sex because the purpose of it is is to make love (eros).

However, unconditional love is not sex (erotic love), for the latter has conditions place on it. If one has sex with another person, then it comes with conditions. The sex must be consensual; it is not love if there is a hint of coercion. It only become rape if and only if at least one member gave no consent and felt like they owed the other person (coercion).

Unconditional love, on the other hand, never leads to rape or consensual sex. Rather, human love limits such love, taking a bit of the pureness and making it sublime.

Therefore a person lies when he claims there is no higher love than sexual love. The truth is, unconditional love is reflected in human love, despite all the conditions contained in expression of eros.

Yet it remains pure and unblemished, and everyone who becomes single again is like a virgin because of unconditional love itself.

20140507

Flirting 101 (satire)

When you are in chat with your online girlfriend, don't put pressure on her. Keep it clean. Be innocent.

Friends flirt; friends don't cyber because it is more enjoyable to flirt like friends do, innocently.

You must promise to keep your conversations civil, but she expects you to be flirty.

Here's how to test those waters: ask her if she is horny. I asked her, and she said, "Of course not. But I am hungry."

Score: 1-0 for her for flirting.

In response, I replied "Food >>> sex". That resulted in major LOL's.

Next time I may ask her ask "Are you hungry?"

I must be falling for her if I'm willing to risk mentioning this online relationship on my blog.

Now when we chat, we ask each other if we are hungry. Usually it turns out we just ate.

20130809

With Love, Sex is a Waste of Time

Love changes the fiercely independent into couples committed to each other.

Love transforms a group of strangers into friends who are supportive of and are there for each other..

Were it possible to empower a nation wholly with love, then no other nation would conquer it.

With unconditional love, though, sex is a silly waste of time.

For sex is not the end-all and be-all that love is.

This is because love is forever, while sex only lasts until the happy ending.

I don't care if you can have multiple happy endings, the amount of time taken to get to it could have been spent learning about your partner because sex is only a tiny part of the intimacy.

Many a relationship is cut short because both parties just wanted to hook up.

Even animals that are monogamous do not spend the amount of time human beings seem to spend on sex.

Then again, apart from bonobo chimpanzees, no other animals use sex to form close bonds like human beings do.

Maybe it is due to our higher intelligence.

Yet it is still possible to form close bonds with other human beings without sex since it is but one form of expressing love.

This is why poets wax about unconditional love, and why a certain religious writer had this to say about love:

If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give away all I have, and if I deliver up my body to death that I may boast but have not love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable and does not count up wrongdoing; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

Love never ends. As for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away. When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways. For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.

So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love. — I Corinthians 13

Seen from the Buddhist perspective, love is defined as "wanting others to be happy."

This implies freedom from conditions that attachment brings to human love, which only fulfills our needs temporarily.

By admitting that we love someone because they make us happy, we become attached to that person. Thus such a love is conditional. If they no longer make us happy, what then?

True happiness ought not be dependent on our attachment to others; it should be free of attachment.

Being free of attachment, the only thing left is unconditional love.

Reference:

I Corinthians 13: http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1+Corinthians+13&version=ESV

The Four Immeasurables: http://viewonbuddhism.org/immeasurables_love_compassion_equanimity_rejoicing.html

20130730

My Two-Bits' Worth on Naughty Bits (NWSF)

You know what I noticed: a woman is as likely to get -labiaplasty- a part of her naughty bits removed than a guy is willing to make his naughty bits bigger.

It makes me wonder about the shaming that goes on among men and women from childhood to adulthood regarding their bodies.

Even though that isn't about to make me get surgery to make my naughty bits larger, I've concluded that my inability to achieve orgasm through coitus is related to size.

However, I also know that making my package larger will result in it being longer when flaccid. This implies it will get in the way a lot. It also means I have to fish around to pull out my junk when urinating.

As well, if my anorgasmia turns out to have nothing to do with package size, then the surgery can't be undone.

Ditto for removing a part of a woman's naughty bits. Though, from behind, the panty line would be smoother. >:)

20130501

Bipolar World (poem)

In a world of manic depressives,
everyone self medicates,
be it alcohol,
recreational drugs,
religion, shopping or sex.

20130424

NWSF: Warning! May is National Masturbation Month

According to their website, The Canadian Mental Health Association is against masturbation, as most of the medications reduce the ability to have orgasms. So a lot of mentally ill people have given up on orgasms in favor of quality relationships.

I can't think of a funny comeback to this as some types pf medications not only reduce the ability to have an orgasm, they also do not improve a person's ability to take a joke.

As well, the advocation of masturbation would not be endorsed by the government, due to the myth that it leads to reduced production at work. If the government had its way, then it would expect anyone aged 16 or older to be working.

Is it is any wonder that sex crimes including stalking have gotten into the law books? People obsessed about sex who get caught are unfairly daemonized by society as either a criminal or worse, mentally ill.

Perhaps this is how the "sex is counterproductive to the GNP of a nation" myth got started. First you label them crazy; then you criminalize them.

However, masturbation is the only safe sex when practiced online without intention to meet. What this means is the vice of erotica isn't going to be defeated by making it illegal online. It also means that sanitizing the Internet would also require sanitizing the world i.e. allowing sexually repressive laws to control our sex lives.

Of course, there is an alternative: we could learn more about Tibetan Buddhism and its tantric yoga. We could even learn about skyclad yoga, though there would be less co-ed classes for it due to the risk of decadent hedonists ruining its purpose to transcend the carnality of coitus.

20121119

Philosopher / To Philosophize (poem)

Philosopher, c'est apprendre à mourir
Vivez comme si vous n'avez jamais à mourir
et ne connais personne, vivre de manière
et faire l'amour avant de mourir
vous ne mourrez seul et inconnu.

To philosophize is to learn to die
Live as if you never have to die
and not know anyone, so live
and make love before you die
lest you die alone and unknown.

20090613

Legally and Politically, Pedophilia's about Money and Power

According to what I have seen, paedophilia was manufactured as a crime by the State by enacting laws to profit lawyers and relieve the apprehension of concerned parents.

It is related to the Canadian law which states that a father's daughter is his property until either age of consent or age of majority. So it's about money and power.

Lawyers profit from prosecuting this crime, and they get to manufacture a scenario of the power accused paedophiles have over their victims.

Even so, the perpetrator is rendered powerless once caught, and is labelled a sex offender.

People in authority are significantly challenged by social issues related to power and control. Thus I submit that a pedophile is actually rendered powerless due to his inability to find a mate and tries to regain control over his life in an inappropriate manner by exercising control over children who are powerless due to physical size and immaturity.

When you listen to one of these perverts or read their writings, you see evidence of obsessive views of children as sex objects. They are utterly incapable of feeling any compassion for their victims, and only see them as objects to be manipulated for their own pleasure.

Indeed, they are broken people, and it is likely possible that they are exacting revenge for past wrongs against them, possibly by their parents or closest care provider. There may even be a self-revulsion component involved.

Yet I don't doubt that a dose of MDMA could get them to see how terribly they wrong an innocent being, while kanna would relieve their depression much more effectively than the pharmaceutical roulette now forced on sex offenders. With intense therapy, even ibogaine would offer help.

Instead of trying these alternative options out, the DEA and its Canadian counterpart just daemonizes these drugs in collaboration with pharmaceutical companies.

20070531

How Vile! How Perverted!

Violence in the movies is vile and perverted.

I'd rather see another ancient civilization movie where the sex scene consists of about 6 men and 6 women who fornicate before a big fat, half-naked lady shaman in order to ensure a good harvest than see Angelina Jolie kick ass.

In short, Saw 3 is more pornographic than Moll Flanders.

I hate violent movies, but any movie that makes light of sex (like When Harry Met Sally) is a ball.

20070208

The Astronuts | Xomba

The Astronuts | Xomba: "That’s the problem when someone smart starts to crack, though, I think. This is especially true when it comes to love. Love sucks. Plus, you just know this guy they were fighting over was playing with both of these women. I think he was an astronaut too, or something, so you know he thought he was hot stuff because two smart women were all over him. He probably would have loved to see the two of them fight in that way we men always get worked up over two women fighting.

We all think that the fight will just lead to hot lesbian sex or something, I guess.
The authorities are saying this female astronaut was going to Houston to kidnap the other woman. I have no idea what she was allegedly planning next. Do you shoot her with the pellet gun? Do you cover her with welts? Do you torture her with the pepper spray? Do you talk about diapers?

Of course the kind of pain this woman must have been in really isn’t something to make fun of. Love does that to you. I have felt it myself. I had a bad break up a few years back and the first thing I thought of to bring the person back to me was to take out ads in her local paper and on billboards asking her to take me back. Yeah, sure, that would have worked. I was just some rubber tubing and diapers away from my own psychotic episode.

Love just sucks and it sucks in general and people get blinded by it. You get blinded about the person you love and then, when you do move on, you get blinded to all of the pain involved in love and you think it’s all great again. I think it’s the same thing that happens with women and giving birth.

So, I don’t know what will happen to this woman. She did get to go into space before she went nutso and started putting on diapers. So, regardless of where she ends up she certainly went further than most before jumping off the deep end."

Not guilty due to temporary "space sickness" worsened by an inability to communicate being one with the Universe for 10 days.

20050510

love is what you give away (poem)

Love conquers all --
Don't you know it?
People who think otherwise
think they got love
when love ain't something you get.
You gotta give it away.

Love is my armour --
Am I invincible?
All I know is I am vulnerable,
since I got love.
So love ain't something you get.
You gotta give it away.

Love is bigger than sex --
Why should I fuck around?
How can I respect myself afterward
taking your love?
Cos love ain't something you take.
It's what you give away.