Thursday 13 March 2008

Love, Sex, Anarchy- The Extremity of My Fantasies



If you're easily offended, are uncomfortable with material that may seem to cross the borderlines of taste and decency, if basically, you really do NOT want to know about my twisted sexual fantasies I dwell on, today's post is one you should NOT read.

If you are at work, or there are minors present, click away today.

If you really do not want to know the murky regions of the extreme positions my ideological/philosophical/spiritual ideals and where they merge with the bizarre realm of my imagination, as a result of too much time in the shadow of Joanna's pedestal, DO NOT READ THIS POST.

You will probably come to one of two conclusions, either I have twisted logical propositions that go way too far, or I'm pretty sick and twisted.

On the other hand, you might well twig, that actually, I am quite a prude.

Basically, my political position, is perhaps the more Marxist-Anarchist type of Libertarianism, in a curiously Catholic-but Nietzcheist-but Darwinist kind of way, which seems to confuse a lot of people.

I like to work through the logic of things. And over the years I have ended up fixated on the curious but logical result of both my political/religous ideals, and trying to conceptualise the perfect form of love.

And it began, in fact, as a thought excercise.
The logic of which begins with the proposition;

If you really loved her, you'd always forgive her (for infidelity), as long as she always loved you.
Yes.
So if you do that, you might as well just give her permission to cheat.
Yes.
So what then, if everybody knew? Would you still love her?
That's harder. But over time I got round to thinking, OK, if it was Joanna, yes.

So, what happens if she actually prefers, what all white blokes secretly don't want to admit is their biggest fear.

And that then builds in your head.
If you come home and saw that, would you still love her THEN?



Hmmm.
Now THERE'S a barrier. And you're ashamed to admit, that you found the barrier there.

Because really, race has become the boundary to the tolerance limit you yearn to push.

And then you start to almost relish accepting the pain you would prepared to accept, to pass that test.
You start to get off on the idea.

Which is why it becomes such an ideal. It fits in terms of your idealisition of love, but it also satisfies your political/philosophical ideas, it is white men apologising for Racism, it is handing over complete sexual freedom to women, it is destroying male dignity, and in terms of speeding up the blending of races, to create a unified species, it stands up there as a gem of pure spiritual perfection.

I have quite a few DVDs on the subject, indeed they are the only X rated type I possess. I am looking down now on 'I Like Black Boys', 'Gangland III' and 'The Amazing Adventures of Omar'.

To myself and The Baker, this particular subject is elusively referred to by us, as 'The topic of of conversation'

It's a philosophical idea. A thought experiment, if you like. It doesn't actually mean, it's a prerequisite in my ideal woman, but certainly, it makes for interesting speculation. Suggesting it to women, doesn't always go down well. It's not something I EXPECT them to do, just know the offer is there, if they fancy it. I'd be interested to find out what effect it had on me, if I could love her that much. It's as if, if I could pass that, I'd know it was love.

But I don't HAVE to do that test, because I reckon there are other tests to take to take, to see if you pass, it really IS only ONE of many.

There really are OTHER ideas that work better. Like seeing if they make you open up. If they really can make you trust them, and they really are worthy of it, that's the BEST test.

In reality, I'm actually really an incredible prude. I believe in free love and am not averse to other people being present, but I'm pretty strait laced myself. If it doesn't involve straight sex, normal position, normal things going in normal places, count me out. And no foreign objects, toys, food, etc.

I'm a Catholic boy in that regard.
I find concepts such as Phone sex and Cyber sex, as just pretty seedy and squalid.



My definition of what is unacceptable in sexual matters, and what type of relationships are unethical is actually pretty wide. You'd be surprised. I'd criminalise men with girls too much younger than them, for example. I'd apply a 25% younger rule, for example.

So in fact, you pretty much have, summed up, the logic of my views on all matters related to Sex, Love and Relationships.

And if you think I'm bad, I don't care.
You're wrong.

12 comments:

Anonymous said...

The logic of which begins with the proposition;
If you really loved her, you'd always forgive her (for infidelity), as long as she always loved you.
Yes.
So if you do that, you might as well just give her permission to cheat.
Yes.
So what then, if everybody knew? Would you still love her?
That's harder. But over time I got round to thinking, OK, if it was Joanna, yes.
So, what happens if she actually prefers, what all white blokes secretly don't want to admit is their biggest fear.
And that then builds in your head.
If you come home and saw that, would you still love her THEN?
...
Because really, race has become the boundary to the tolerance limit you yearn to push.


Well said. I see it the same way, too. It's not giving her permission to cheat; it's just unconditional love. That's true love; forgiveness and acceptance no matter what you've done (I'd draw the line at getting off on it, though; it's not a turnon, it's just the way things are. The fact of 'love'). It's good that you're fighting your baser self (I never thought about it, but I'd be a bit surprised if no blacks read your blog; it's a free world, and the outside doesn't reflect what you are on the inside - would be a pity if discrimination in real life had infiltrated cyberspace, too); no reason to be more angry with her for liking blacks...
But seeing her in the act, versus her confessing, would be a bit difficult; you'd have the image imprinted in your memory...

Anonymous said...

Yes. but see that image then develops into fantasy. From being what you once would have feared, it then becomes something you quite like the idea of, because it's taboo breaking.
You start to see it as something you'd enjoy watching your partner do, because it made you feel your love for them.

Does that make sense?
Kind of empowering.

No, I wouldn't be angry :)
That's the point :)

Anonymous said...

And here we are gain with the notion of 'testing' people....

Anonymous said...

It doesn't do it for me at all I am afraid - it might be because I am part of a mixed race family and have many relatives of excitingly different colours. It doesn't seem any big deal.

Now girls in uniforms .....

Anonymous said...

Oestrebunny- Well, testing my own limits, I guess. That's kind of the idea.
It's about unconditional love, loving a woman in spite of the fact, in others eyes, she completely destroys your dignity.

There is a biblical parallel, one of the prophets, I forget who.

Mutley- You'll have to introduce me to your relatives :)

What about nun's outfits?

Anonymous said...

Yummy - Nuns....

Anonymous said...

Or German Police women - with side arms and handcuffs...

Anonymous said...

*chuckles*
Mutley is funny...LOL!
'excitingly different colours indeed'
They say mixed kids have better genes, so you've got that going for you, Mutley!

Anonymous said...

I'm into horsey ladies. Jodhpurs and riding boots, crops ... bending over, that sort of thing.

It's something of a turn-on to see a woman being given a good seeing to and enjoying it but as far as personal relations go best kept as a fantasy and not reality, eh ?

I also like bookishness in a woman for some reason - spectacles, intelligence and a wantonness beneath a starchy exterior.

We're all pervs now, eh, Ingsoc ?

Anonymous said...

Yep,just as I thought you are a freak! But hey I like freaks! Really nI do! But one question what exactaly is normal sex???I once had sex in the snake house at the zoo! It was great! But seriously, one word of caution, never allow anyone to cheat on you more than once. If I have learned nothing in the world of boy girl relationships it is this If they cheat on you once they will cheat on you again and if they hit you once they will hit you again! Nuff said sweetie now go have somw "normal" sex why don't cha?

Anonymous said...

Mutley- Hmmm. I can see you're the type who would pose as a bomber, just for the full body search :)

Eve- I think so. Myself I always think, in the world we loive in, we should at least be aiming for mixed race children. Better for society in the long run.

E-K- Not so into horsey women. I go for the shy, waif type.

Fantasy and reality. Well, it has successfully staid in fantasy. But, it is great to watch, certainly.

I wonder, I really do. It is cerainly an interesting philosophical question, the reality of it.

We're all kinky, this is true, but I really don't think this is harmful kinky.

Poody- I agree. As long as everyone is consenting adults, we should all just go with the flow.
I think it's really, that I just don't think us human beings are cut out for sexual exclusivity, so it's about dealing with that.

Your last suggestion is a very good one though.

Anonymous said...

Life is all about exploring ideas...