The Ego Shattering Power of Sexuality

[Mole]

Here we stand, fragile egos on the edge of the abyss.

The abyss exerts a hypnotic power drawing us ever closer.

But thank heavens MBTI Central keeps us safe.

Central treats us gently as eggs so one day we may burst forth full bodied.

But until that fateful day, Central keeps us safe in the disembodied state. Yes, as we enter Central, we leave our bodies behind and we become pure spirits.

And so we float over the abyss - sometimes elegantly - some thrash about - but all float safely. For without our bodies, we cannot fall - we cannot fall in love.

For it is the fall that shatters our egos.

 

[sassafrassquatch]

When you stare into the vagina, the vagina stares into at you.

 

[Thursday]

and the tragedy of our fathers for shunning such a gateway to spirituality
the salem trials that held our hunger vile
set us on fire so our burning desires to be set free were placated
we glorify steel and cold objects, and detest the hands that will save us
our wounds don't need the internet facsimile for intimacy
but the slightest kisses to defy our fears of being alone

the pen is mightier than the sword
so we tattoo ourselves to remind us of such
the tongue is much more accurate than any " AIM " could be
we offer our bodies for cheap-but technology to the highest bidder
we use emoticons instead of emotions

we still think we have to sleep to dream
what a freak show of corpses and watches that do everything but keep time

 

[Mole]

The Fall

And it is eternal - Adam and Eve fell in the Garden of Eden.

But we shall not even trip at Central.

We whisper to each other - warm muzzle to warm ear - the sweetest of nothings - as we pick the ripest fruit.

And as the sweet juice runs down our chins, we know we are safe, even from one another.

As we slowly learn to dance together - "don't stand on my toes" - "oops" - "what big feet you have" - "all the better to kick you with - just joking" - we start to hear the music - the music of the heavenly sphere - the music of the noosphere.

And as I fall towards you, you start to fall towards me forever.

 

[SillySapienne]

A poem I wrote 5 years ago:

The vaginal void I've been stuck with has done me in,
Twisted emotions bend my rational thoughts,
over and over again.

And nothing ever becomes of this torment.
A few scars, perhaps, which heal eventually...
Or so we'd like to think.

I'm just so tired of these empty promises and unfulfilled dreams,
of feeling trapped and constricted within these suffocating seams.

And I just don't understand how so many people seem to resist the temptation of falling apart,
when that's all of our final destinies, fated from the start.

 

[Mole]

A poem I wrote 5 years ago:

The vaginal void I've been stuck with has done me in,
Twisted emotions bend my rational thoughts,
over and over again.

And nothing ever becomes of this torment.
A few scars, perhaps, which heal eventually...
Or so we'd like to think.

I'm just so tired of these empty promises and unfulfilled dreams,
of feeling trapped and constricted within these suffocating seams.

And I just don't understand how so many people seem to resist the temptation of falling apart,
when that's all of our final destinies, fated from the start.

Truly lovely.

 

[Mole]

and the tragedy of our fathers for shunning such a gateway to spirituality
the salem trials that held our hunger vile
set us on fire so our burning desires to be set free were placated
we glorify steel and cold objects, and detest the hands that will save us
our wounds don't need the internet facsimile for intimacy
but the slightest kisses to defy our fears of being alone

the pen is mightier than the sword
so we tattoo ourselves to remind us of such
the tongue is much more accurate than any " AIM " could be
we offer our bodies for cheap-but technology to the highest bidder
we use emoticons instead of emotions

we still think we have to sleep to dream
what a freak show of corpses and watches that do everything but keep time

Brilliant.

 

[heart]

Here we stand, fragile egos on the edge of the abyss.

The abyss exerts a hypnotic power drawing us ever closer.

But thank heavens MBTI Central keeps us safe.

Central treats us gently as eggs so one day we may burst forth full bodied


But until that fateful day, Central keeps us safe in the disembodied state. Yes, as we enter Central, we leave our bodies behind and we become pure spirits.

And so we float over the abyss - sometimes elegantly - but some thrash about - but all float safely. For without our bodies, we cannot fall - we cannot fall in love.

And it is this fall that shatters our egos.

um, Victor, not every one who happens to post at MBTIc is living a celibate life. Sex/erotic love and posting to MBTIc are not mutually exclusive.

 

[01011010]

I have no idea what this has to do with sexuality.

 

[The Ü™]

Victor must have arrived after the rat trap discussion.

 

[heart]

Yes, I think Victor came on board after you were banned.

 

[ThatsWhatHeSaid]

People trip up here as much as they do at other places.

 

[INA]

I have no idea what this has to do with sexuality.

What she said.

 

[Rajah]

Here we stand, fragile egos on the edge of the abyss.

The abyss exerts a hypnotic power drawing us ever closer.

But thank heavens MBTI Central keeps us safe.

Central treats us gently as eggs so one day we may burst forth full bodied.

But until that fateful day, Central keeps us safe in the disembodied state. Yes, as we enter Central, we leave our bodies behind and we become pure spirits.

And so we float over the abyss - sometimes elegantly - some thrash about - but all float safely. For without our bodies, we cannot fall - we cannot fall in love.

For it is the fall that shatters our egos.

Victor, I mean this in the most polite way possible. What in the fuck are you talking about?

 

[Mole]

Victor, I mean this in the most polite way possible. What in the fuck are you talking about?

It's quite a challenge to ask me what I am talking about when I would prefer you to tell me.

I mean look at the words, read them slowly, read them again and start to see the interconnections. Then read them again and start to hear the resonances.

Feel the words, speak them aloud, read them aloud to someone and then and only then ask what they mean.

Of course I could subvert the whole process and simply tell you what they mean. But why should I subvert my own words?

I enjoyed writing them; I enjoy reading them; relax, let them wash over you; pretend you are in the surf, breasting the waves and diving under the dumpers. Then as you swim beyond the final line of breakers, ask what does it mean?

 

[heart]

It's quite a challenge to ask me what I am talking about when I would prefer you to tell me.

I mean look at the words, read them slowly, read them again and start to see the interconnections. Then read them again and start to hear the resonances.

Feel the words, speak them aloud, read them aloud to someone and then and only then ask what they mean.

Most people here don't have the time. You are one poster among many.

 

[substitute]

I dunno what you're on with everyone, I understood him perfectly. Then deleted my own contribution

 

[INA]

 

[heart]

Does sexuality really shatter egos?

I don't think it does so as a rule.

There's a lot of power exchange going on in sex for many people.

 

[substitute]

I read in it that IHO, it has the power to shatter egos. Like how I have the power to smack someone in the face, but don't necessarily always do it.

Sure does mine anyway.