My dear friends I've made some executive decisions and taken some artistic freedoms with my blog and I hope that you approve? If you don't....well, screw you, it's my blog!
There's been a lot going on in my life, some good, some kinda sucky
. I won't be going in to all that with this post. No, Instead I'm going to talk about the pleasures of an orgasm.
Pleasures of an orgasm, you ask?....Let me elaborate...
Have any of you really stopped to think about the complete magicalness (is that even a word, magicalness?)
of the human orgasm? I mean, seriously, what can we compare this intense action too? NOTHING! It's like noting on earth. Not even chocolate people! Chocolate, can't even take the place of sheer, ecstasy that erupts deep inside of us when this moment takes place in our tiny little lives.
The other day I was watching "The Vagina Monologues"
on HBO...at first I thought it was going to be some type of "Chick Power", "We hate men", "Power to the sweetness"
kinda thing. But, to my surprise it wasn't. It's actually a pretty cool little monologue. If you can get past the way the woman preforming it looks...
ANYWAY, I admit, I was a little uncomfortable when I first started watching this...It's a bit raw and I'm not sure how I feel about people talking about the most private parts of a woman... Yeah, some parts are a bit much and got a little lesbo
But, what really intrigued me was when they interviewed all different women about what their orgasms were like...
Amazing, people, amazing!
This was the part that really got me thinking. It's an amazing thing, the orgasm. Honestly, folks, I believe it's a miracle, straight from God. No, I'm being serious.
I mean think about it, every part or our body tensing up, focusing on this one task, release...the sweet, sweet blissful release of every single thing deep inside of us, letting go all at the same time.
I'm mesmerized and hypnotized, the blinders of my entire being focusing on right here, right now! I believe the orgasm is almost like being at the edge of insanity. Where we completely lose our minds, only caring about reaching that itch deep inside of us and letting that throbbing, aching desire out.
It's like a struggle for power within ourselves. We try to hold on as long as possible, not wanting to stop, only to finally give in allowing the pleasure to take total and complete control over us.
Trusting the orgasmic delight to rush through our body overwhelming the core of our soul.
Then flashes of light, the entire body rushing with pleasure all at the same time, a peaceful silence
over powering me, sending me into the deep, deep tunnel
of beautiful blackness, with those flashes of bright colors all around me...YESSSSSSssssss
, OHHHHhhhh Yessssss
! OH MY SWEET LORD, YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!...
Anyway, that's what's been on my mind...I wonder if I'm reading to much erotica these days?...
...It's good to be back!