What has developed to be enjoyable about sex, beyond neural stimulation or routine pattern is the act of feeling feeling or sensation itself. One feels and can control the feeling of another without need of the body. This is part of the agenda of the brain. Certainly the body is involved, especially as a visual object, but in passion our body feels different, lighter, more neural. Cuddling may look abnormal or strange in public because the body is not behaving as it does in any other activity. The brain is in control and using the body for its own neural stimulation. The body is minimized, almost as if the cerebra are rubbing each other.

Because you can feel feeling you can change how you feel feeling and thus you have all the interest in sadism, pain etc. which is just extreme manipulation as a manifest demonstration of mastery of feeling Dramatic horrible things can happen to you or someone in front of you and because you can control their feeling of your feeling the person has greater tolerance. The more extreme in manipulation the greater power the brain feels. When the brain controls feeling, it feels good because it has demonstrated control of the body. The brain at its primal strategem is scared of everything, even the body.

Violence, battery, murder

Or even sex

Are not inherently attractive.

Children have to lose

through hormonal and cultural application their repulsion for each.

Our rational mind unconsciously seeks sex and violence not because of their minor sensations of escape but the deep inner brain twists even these meager relievers to forget the body. With violence we talk often of these mental states such as blind rage, bloodlust,

Which can empower the body with

astounding strength and remove barriers of conduct.

                                             

The brain's visible drive to escape is not limited to our

species.

The brains of our animal family members same as us, in fight or flight, shut down all unnecessary body and mental functions in order to live in a world of ideas.

We call it distraction and do not grasp the obvious.

What is demonstrated in sports but the planning and control of complex actions during the emotional demonstrations by masses of

ritualized violence?

Abu Ghraib is just a more recent example of thousands of daily scenarios where humans lose elevated provinces of restraint and preference in an oeuvre of survival passions.

We see manifest this incredible drive of the inner mind to master and thereby escape the body's limitations. This inner mind which we fail to recognize becomes visible.

It is the most powerful force on the planet.HERE.

In general, one begins to play games with spaces.

Things are only mannequins and even the great world-historical events are only costumes beneath which they exchange glances of assent with nothingness, with the base and the banal.

Rather, a thick, self-woven, self-spun spiderweb in which world affairs hang strewn about like the corpses of insects sucked dry.

What he says lags endlessly far behind what we would so gladly have credited him with and believed him capable of had he remained silent.

I lay upon the bed really with the absolute certainty that, in this city of hundreds of thousands, where only one person knew me, I would not be disturbed, when there was a knock at the door.

Versailles is not too great for one who has eaten hashish nor eternity too long-lasting. And in the background of these immense dimensions of the inner adventure, of absolute duration and the immeasurable spatial realm, a wonderful, blessed humor now lingers all the more agreeably with the contingencies of the spatio-temporal world. I am endlessly aware of this humor when I find out that the kitchen at Basso's and the entire upstairs have just closed the very moment I've sat down to tuck in eternity. All the same, the feeling afterwards that all this indeed remains forever, constant, lit up, well-patronized and full of life.

And when I recall this state, I'd like to think that hashish, in relation to nature, possesses the force and power of persuasion to allow us to recapture the great squandering of one's own existence, which we savor when we're in love. For when we are in love for the first time and our existence slips like gold coins through nature's fingers, which cannot hold on to them and must lavishly spend them in order to obtain the new being, the new-born, then, without hoping or expecting a thing, she flings us with both hands full toward existence.

The path of the departed person is the soul of the conversation they led.

The subject urgently insists that the window be closed, no doubt because he feels disturbed by the noise coming from outside. I shut the window, which elicits the most appreciative thanks. Within this context there follows a speculation about the 'good deed'. "When someone has done something good, then perhaps it turns into the eye of a bird."

-walter benjamin   1931

Unconsciously our species from the cave

have valued sex and violence

for their ability to lose or overcome the body.

Academics point often to these two behaviors,

Sex and violence as if

they are drivers of evolution or just inherent in the way we are.

They are unaware of the cerebra's strategem.

In our higly sexualized civilization, the greatest in the history of our species, does it have to be explained that sex like violence is an escape for the cerebra from the body and its limits? Like violence there are other obvious escapes like sadism or a corner of the fetish store.

Evolution would fail if it relied on using sex or violence to foster progress.

wASTE

reading  shelves

accounts

volumes  found

trips & girls taken

less  than  a  gig

blue  hand

slight  scratch

effort  for  memory

forgotten

lesson  in  NOW

regretting glum earth

        a vital bean child wrestles

   for sky reflection