Don't you get it? The urge is irresistible. I am one of the few men alive who knows and remembers the three times I made/let/wanted it to happen, despite every "thinking" reason not to. It was indescribably magnificent, absolutely apocalyptic. It was riding the wave of life. It was certainly not banal, nor was it evil. I was not Eichmann routing transport trains to Auschwitz. Paltry the life, I say, truly banal that has not experienced it.
Hi Marcus I don't know about irresistible urges to life, many urges to life seem quite resistible. If truly irresistible urges to life do exist then I'd like to hear more about them from the women that carry children to term more than the men who are naturally there at the beginning but who have to think (and rarely do think far enough in advance) how to insert themselves into the creative process for the child and mother as the child grows with the mother. That said I wonder, how does non-procreative sex compare with procreative sex for the potential for banality? Certainly the certainties after the procreative act require far more faith and are far less assured.
Marcus Billson, doesn't your wholesale surrender of reason and justice, in allowing yourself to be swept up in ephemeral bliss, exemplify the banality of evil? Eichmann too refused to accept that acting upon compulsion could be wrong.
In case you still don't get it: in extolling the experience of life, you have shown regard for none but your own.
Been awhile since we spoke, Anthony. But I still have no Rwandan connections. That hasn't prevented Rwanda from connecting itself to a host of matters that I connect with. I am always willing to discuss on subjects connected to Rwanda and, of course, Burundi.
Well, this is going nowhere. Bearz, auban and the man with something called 'Bazompora' are gay. So forget 'the bliss' of reproduction. Marcus loves to exaggerate - the apocalyptic feeling of what - 'coming' ? So take it easy boys, and stop hitting each other with dictionaries.
(Oh, Bazomp - did I ask you that before ? Please excuse my senility! My African connection lies farther west in the southern Central African Republic.)
Jindra - as ever - is the voice of sanity ;-) Does the delightful Dína agree ? However, I turned towards homosensuality long after I was an antinatalist. And now, suddenly, after hosting a marvellous young woman via Couchsurfing.com, I think I might be returning to my original heterosensual (but still non-penetrative) state !
Oh, I am so glad for you Anthony ! I wish you tell us more. Screw the Africa, we want to know about this marvellous young woman and your return to us !
I'd like to begin by making an assertion which is prompted mostly be an examination (continued and lifelong) of the mind/body lived experience of sex. For any two human beings, regardless of sexuality--it is impossible to compare the intensity and mind-blowing pleasure of sex, much less the enormous variety of orgasms possible for one male body. To reiterate: procreative sex for me was apocalyptic--it was not intentional; it was serendipitous and spontaneous; it occurred during an active, daily, and frequently multiple times daily relationship with one partner--and only after a month or so passed and I heard the news did I remember, yes, yes, something specially wonderful happened that time a month ago. I have spent a lifetime trying to figure out how words could express the difference, the something special, because every time was special and continues to be special. Bearz is right and wise here by asking about the woman's point of view. One of the two women I made a mother did (at the time) and does agree (now) that after two years of an intense love affair we both subconsciously were enacting an overwhelming mind-fucking need coursing through our bodies as members of a species of a non-extinct animal, that aeons of time and thousands of ancestors were compelling our bodies to biologically create the unimaginable future. We did. Words really cannot touch this experience. I did help both mothers as much as men can through their pregnancies. Fathering has been being emotionally available to sons and daughters. That is another issue. Bear's question posits the comparing procreative sex to non-procreative sex. Aren't both capable of being banal? I suppose both could be. But that is not my experience. My original point above also took pedantic issue with Auban's using Hannah Arendt's designation of Adolph Eichmann as "the banality of evil" to quip a blog point about sex. Such a designation was misplaced in relation to procreative sex. My comments are neither succinct nor exaggerated.
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Don't you get it? The urge is irresistible. I am one of the few men alive who knows and remembers the three times I made/let/wanted it to happen, despite every "thinking" reason not to. It was indescribably magnificent, absolutely apocalyptic. It was riding the wave of life. It was certainly not banal, nor was it evil. I was not Eichmann routing transport trains to Auschwitz. Paltry the life, I say, truly banal that has not experienced it.
Hi Marcus I don't know about irresistible urges to life, many urges to life seem quite resistible. If truly irresistible urges to life do exist then I'd like to hear more about them from the women that carry children to term more than the men who are naturally there at the beginning but who have to think (and rarely do think far enough in advance) how to insert themselves into the creative process for the child and mother as the child grows with the mother. That said I wonder, how does non-procreative sex compare with procreative sex for the potential for banality? Certainly the certainties after the procreative act require far more faith and are far less assured.
Marcus Billson, doesn't your wholesale surrender of reason and justice, in allowing yourself to be swept up in ephemeral bliss, exemplify the banality of evil? Eichmann too refused to accept that acting upon compulsion could be wrong.
In case you still don't get it: in extolling the experience of life, you have shown regard for none but your own.
Wow, Bazompora !
Congratulations on a "right-on", "spot-on" and succinct riposte to Marcus.
(By the way, do you have Rwandan connections ?)
Been awhile since we spoke, Anthony. But I still have no Rwandan connections. That hasn't prevented Rwanda from connecting itself to a host of matters that I connect with. I am always willing to discuss on subjects connected to Rwanda and, of course, Burundi.
Well, this is going nowhere. Bearz, auban and the man with something called 'Bazompora' are gay. So forget 'the bliss' of reproduction.
Marcus loves to exaggerate - the apocalyptic feeling of what - 'coming' ?
So take it easy boys, and stop hitting each other with dictionaries.
(Oh, Bazomp - did I ask you that before ? Please excuse my senility! My African connection lies farther west in the southern Central African Republic.)
Jindra - as ever - is the voice of sanity ;-) Does the delightful Dína agree ? However, I turned towards homosensuality long after I was an antinatalist. And now, suddenly, after hosting a marvellous young woman via Couchsurfing.com, I think I might be returning to my original heterosensual (but still non-penetrative) state !
Oh, I am so glad for you Anthony !
I wish you tell us more. Screw the Africa, we want to know about this marvellous young woman and your return to us !
I'd like to begin by making an assertion which is prompted mostly be an examination (continued and lifelong) of the mind/body lived experience of sex. For any two human beings, regardless of sexuality--it is impossible to compare the intensity and mind-blowing pleasure of sex, much less the enormous variety of orgasms possible for one male body. To reiterate: procreative sex for me was apocalyptic--it was not intentional; it was serendipitous and spontaneous; it occurred during an active, daily, and frequently multiple times daily relationship with one partner--and only after a month or so passed and I heard the news did I remember, yes, yes, something specially wonderful happened that time a month ago. I have spent a lifetime trying to figure out how words could express the difference, the something special, because every time was special and continues to be special. Bearz is right and wise here by asking about the woman's point of view. One of the two women I made a mother did (at the time) and does agree (now) that after two years of an intense love affair we both subconsciously were enacting an overwhelming mind-fucking need coursing through our bodies as members of a species of a non-extinct animal, that aeons of time and thousands of ancestors were compelling our bodies to biologically create the unimaginable future. We did. Words really cannot touch this experience. I did help both mothers as much as men can through their pregnancies. Fathering has been being emotionally available to sons and daughters. That is another issue. Bear's question posits the comparing procreative sex to non-procreative sex. Aren't both capable of being banal? I suppose both could be. But that is not my experience. My original point above also took pedantic issue with Auban's using Hannah Arendt's designation of Adolph Eichmann as "the banality of evil" to quip a blog point about sex. Such a designation was misplaced in relation to procreative sex. My comments are neither succinct nor exaggerated.
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