From almost literally my earliest recollections I was a raging sexaholic, thinking it a virtue given the culture in which I was raised, American, Disney, Hollywood, mass media, Wall Street suburb... Culture. My culture, our culture, taught me this was virtue and I thought it was. Only by about 14 years ago could I finally see, and more importantly feel, experience, that I was living a grotesque-feeling addiction, addictive life, simply the life our sickest of all cultures teaches us is normal, healthy, desirable, exciting, good, appropriate.... I thought I was living a life of love. Primarily I was living a life of lust. I would trade any moment then for the life, the sexless life EXPERIENCE, that I have now. ANY OR ALL of my pitiful existance of lustings, then, for more moments of my life of Loving, now.
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