Unhealthy? And who decides what is healthy or not? Psychologists? doctors? religious authorities? Freud would give children cocaine for toothaches. doctors for the longest time failed to understand that by washing their hands and arms with soap and warm water, they'd massively lower the risk of their patients dying from external infections. The Church? I'm going to take advice from an old man who looks like he's dressed with a giant diaper and who takes the writings of near-cavemen, seriously?
It wasn't that long ago that homosexuality was observed by the vast majority as something dirty, and unhealthy and that they were missing out on this great love or whatever it is, Titanic-like, love and sexual desire that most women and men have for each other, right?
Young men were tortured or executed. da vinci and his buddies almost had to run away from Italy because the Inquisition was looking into their man-loving tastes. What do you see now? gay marriage is legal. Everyone is a champion of the gay cause because that's politically correct and they don't want to be seen in a bad light. Yesterday I entered my cantina, and there you go. A gay couple kissing in front of my classmates, some of those who've been ''anti-gay'' their entire lives, but they don't comment on the spectacle in front of them, and in their own way, accept the changing sexual enviroment.
Cue-in porn usage, the lack of interest young men have in pursuing women, and suddenly there's something wrong with these guys. That they are missing out on the world's greatest gift. Yeah, when I'm paying for the food of older men because they can't afford a decent meal after being cleaned out during their divorces, or when I put money inside the beggar's pockets because they were thrown into jail after failing to pay alimony or child-support and couldn't get a job after coming out of the joint, I'm suddenly the encarnation of Peter Pan, or I must have emotional dysfunctions i.e, I can't form meaningful emotional relationhips with women, or I feel inadequate, that I'm not good enough and that my ''low self-esteem'' is the cause of my lack of interest in ''real women.''
Heh, I have very enjoyable friendships with women. I could transit from friendship to a sexual relationship. I lack the interest in it. The negative outweight the benefits. There is this rather beautiful woman, I grew up with her. She's stunning. Everywhere she goes, every man wants her. But the men who are as good-looking as her are only interested in ''pumping and dumping.'' This lady is too smart for that. She only has relationship-sex and the guys she's been with are very, very low when compared to her. They aren't even cultured or wealthy. They're the type of men who have seen a goddess on earth and will do anything to have her.
Meanwhile, she's been lusting after me ever since I was a boy and she was a girl. She always provokes me, tries to entice me and is always trying to get a rise out of me. I love this game, I swear to God. I pretend to have no interet in her. We're alone and she's trying to get me to sleep with her, by showing me her lingerie and what not. I begin to talk about history, art, math and so on and she just shakes her head.
You understand, she always gave me the most powerful of orgasms. When I get home after being teased like this, I have the most enjoyable of masturbation sessions. I feel so good. Partly because she's one of God's most beautiful creations, far better-looking than anything Hollywood can produce.
Partly because she wants me, but I deny her my body. She thinks I'm a player, that I've slept with countless women. I have never had sex, and I'll never will. That also gives me great pleasure. Lastly, I know that if I was ever to have sex with her, I would never have as much pleasure as I have now, when I masturbate, because I would have ''got'' her , and the game would be forever over.
She recently had a baby with some guy who is so far below her, I'm amused at how this guy feels when he has sex with her. You hit the jackpot, son. But it wasn't for your looks(none) or money(none). Its due to a woman's inability to be alone - the majority of them, that is.
I also have a few more lady friends who I keep in my orbit. They think they have a shot with me. I pretend to not want any relationship because I was oh, so unjustly hurt in my youth by a woman who didn't deserve me
. i take a great deal of pleasure from these relationships. I am the perfect listener. Perfect friend, the greatest of friends the woman in question could have. I let them smell my hair, I let them hover near me, almost touching me, but I never allow for any touch. I feel their craving for my touch, for a smile, and I deny them all of that, as it causes me great pleasure to be wanted. A rare treasure that no conquistadora will ever uphold in their emotional or sexual museums.
I'm so far ahead of the game, its not even funny sometimes. And when I witness the misery that sex and emotional connection bring on the long-run, I smack myself in the back and say...
My life is a night of eternal beauty and charm that will never end.
Porn is not a substitute. Porn is the logical culmination of the yearning for pleasure, without the downfalls of paying a hefty price for that pleasure.
But its not just porn, trust me. When I was younger I'd go to nightclubs, have very beautiful women make-out in front of me or team-up to make me sexually attracted to them. When it happened, i'd turn my back to them, and going back to my friends to chat, taking control of my desire to go talk with the young ladies. The buzz of the desire, the eletrical-chemical charge of having so much sexual desire inside of me, clutching my heart and loins, the proximity of their perfect girls-gone-wild-like bodies, and not being able or allowed to touch them either because they had boyfriends or were far above my league.. man, that made for some very intoxicating masturbation sessions when it was time to leave the nightclub and to go home.
Of course I would never tell a psychologist that one of my deepest pleasures is to hang out with extremely handsome men, men who have women throwing themselves at them, and that when these guys are down to having sex with the women, and they offer for me to participate in their sex escapades with insanely beautiful women, I say no and I just observe these Adonis and young Hellens of Troy having divine-beautiful sex.
But that's because I don't want to be fired from my job, LOL.
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