Folks are so preoccupied with their genitalia, it’s juvenile. I get it, I was a teenager too. At some point, ‘strange’ is not fulfilling. Where has sacred communion gone? I’m a rarified experience. Only the worthy, can worship at my Temple~
While I understand our hormones at their peak, include a primal urgency regarding procrastination, there is so much to copulation than simply making babies.
It is the merging of our aura’s, our souls. It is when two literally, but more importantly, spiritually, become one. I personally do not want someone’s chocolate, in my peanut buttet, unless they posess some seriously Light filled juju. I am particular about the energy, I allow into my atmosphere, in this way. It would be vastly more meaningful, for us all, to do the same. Think Holy Sex. As in whole-y.
Unfortunately, in an effort to liberate our sexual repression, the pendulum has swung far beyond making love, and back towards an animalistic version of, a sacred expression. We have crossed over, into a destructive version of soul sharing. One that is tearing us apart, rather than liberating.
Now that we are introducing robotic companions into the mix, with the other electronic props, we have invented to tickle our fancy’s, we are in very real danger of losing our humanity, in an effort to have a lesser organism.
I would really love to see us get back into, the art of love making. And return to a more pure place, in our sexual self expression. Sexual alchemy should be promoted just as much, as sexual perversion, so we can make an informed choice, on how to share this unique gift of life, with others.
We are missing the ultimate magic, by removing the mysteries of the sacred divine, from our sex lives.
But hey, what do I know~