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Aug. 13th, 2008 07:39 amBeing stupid means being inspired by little things. I always recall a scene from the original star trek, in which this ancient race lives in an energy form, though they are able to enter humanoid bodies and exist for brief periods of time there. A couple tries to hold each other, and notes for all the feelings they now have in flesh, that they are trapped inside these shells - unable to experience the feelings of each other directly. Such is life - every permutation of interaction we have, love, sex, cuddles, slaps, conversations, recordings, emails...it is always some level of separation from the feeling that originated the communication.
I remember one of the most selfish lovers I ever had - the way she closed her eyes when she came was just horrible (as was the fact she'd later, inexcplicably, tell you how many TIMES she came). The way she did it screamed of her ultimate experience as it was intense but internal and alone. It seems the most intense ... looking into each other's eyes during that moment, verbalizing, trying to bring the other inside and feel together. Reaching to your partner during those moments, holding them in, vs. the mere thralls of passion on the outside while the feelings take place alone inside your shell. Or perhaps that's just my dream, my illusion, the mirage I still pursue. OH! There is a scene were Riker engages with a woman while in mutual mental space due to an isolated borg colony...they literally do feel what they do to each other from both perspectives simultaneously. So my spiritual fantasy exists in the fantasy world of technology.
Sex and star trek - good morning, enjoy your coffee.
Reminder that no amount of attacking is ever much of a win - wanna win? Live your life, enjoy yourself, produce something, be happy with what you have done. The best victory of attack is pretty hollow - you can hurt people by attacking, but you can't heal yourself.
Might as well get drunk