I hope anyone familiar with my work begins to realize just how intense my life has been in order to finally resolve this crucial puzzle that has nearly destroyed humanity.
I wake in the morning and I ponder it. Very, very often, some new aspect becomes clear. Resolving the riddle has become most of the joyous moments of this life. When I go back and read through what I have conveyed and find it still wanting are the most despairing moments of my life. It's almost become like being manic depressive. I'm not crazy but, boy, this effort could surely make one feel that way. There are so many reasons that I run across that make me certain I have not explained well enough. Of course, the silence. Then, there is the way I explain and my tendency to write cryptically because of my fascination with rhoetry and, then, the one that was bothering me this morning. A piece of the story that will help make it make sense seemed to remain missing.
Today, that missing piece blew me away. I've thoroughly explained the humanity-wide conditioning to hide from the truth that will set us free: because we are sentient, coitus is found wanting and we have had no idea what to do about it, because we hid from it, because our earliest ancestors were dumber than a bag of hammers. That hasn't changed much. We realize what an animal could never suspect (yeah, even those earliest nitwits). Coitus is imbalanced until a male sentient mind takes it to task. So, we buried the whole matter. The true liberation we have always desired is to make coitus a loving event. That is the only thing that can make us free. Free of the animal, which is the only freedom that counts.
What blew me away today is precisely how that blindness so subtly and inadvertently was finally overturned. It is fascinating. I probably won't word it as well as I can. I will work on the wording for quite awhile. But, I think this is close enough. Let me emphasize that the realization of the lie to end all lies, on its own, was not a good thing. As long as the story is only partial (that coitus is still a lousy animal act) and we do not overcome the limitation that men have had drilled into their heads that there is nothing they can do about it, we are on a crash course with our end. The reason the story was hid for so long is that it has been the defeat of our sentient state. It scared us. When we hid from success at loving coitus we hid from our sentient state.
What occurred to me, today, is this. Humans love to tell stories. One of the stories that humans really like to hear is the story of a loving couple with a happy ending. I'll have to go back and try to date when these stories of love with happy endings first began but my sense is not that long ago. No more than a few hundred years. (1740, to be exact)
That finally broke it all open. I was pondering L.A., its bizarre bacchanalian emergence as the home of movies, the porn industry, the fact that the Flower Power generation pretty much began in L.A., the whole love story angle, and the one person I know (so to speak) that absolutely despises the love story as a scam (i now realize, of course, she has been right) and it hit me.
The love story was what eventually made humanity sit up and pay attention because, especially in movies, the sex angle cannot be ignored. Sooner or later, the sex angle was going to sneak up on us.
Since the blatant admission that we have not yet succeeded at loving coitus doomed the direct approach, it had to sneak up on us. What I really love, in my more cynical moments, is that the dumbass male of the species, loved the whole angle of the love story because it made it easier to get laid. They never saw the juggernaut coming until much too late.
Loving coitus plays a huge implied part in the love story, even though it was brushed off as the happily ever after (except in the original book on the Princess Bride (but I won't get into that here. the book is titled something like S. Morgenstern's tale of the Princess Bride or some such. You should read it. It is hilarious and so accurate in its ending)).
As the love story pounded and pounded against the shores of sex, the coitus angle began to break wide open.
To anyone that has been reading this site, the rest should be straightforward. You should be able to extrapolate. This is why the Flower Power generation (Free Love and all that) came along and why it was comprised of the innocent that were just waking up to their sexuality in their teens, believing the whole scam that had been pulled on humanity (especially teen girls - and older men that were more than willing to play the part in order to get laid, they probably even convinced themselves that they were in love, for a little while). The love story that preceded it by a few hundred years set it all up. The young innocents had been told the love story tales all their lives and, when it came to the reality, it was so very far from the truth.
They wanted what was promised. When it didn't happen all hell broke loose and we will never put the lid back on.
Because of movies, it was grasped at an intuitive level. And it felt right. Because it was. Love does make sense in every sense of the word, once men learn that they are more than animals.
Well, that's as far as I will go today. I will have to work it into the twelfth book, Human, somehow and I know just where it belongs. I just don't know that it will come across as well as this.
I should have titled this "Blown Away by the Love Story" but there is a reason I did not.
That opening chapter for Human is also blowing me away. I have it all wrapped up in such a nice package, I cannot see how anyone could refute it.
Naw, after further thought. This is not needed or particularly helpful with you understanding what is going on. It's just one of those pieces that I had to fit in.
It's really fascinating. With the advent of the written word in story form. Some guy thought it was a good idea to make the cockamamie story of sex make sense by introducing intimate love as a point to ponder. That guy (or gal, I'm not sure which. An interesting question. I say man before I go look it up. It just makes sense. They've been making up stories to sell their main story for ages) should get a medal. The funny thing is that he was right. It's just weird the way that worked out. Of course, it took a few hundred years to get to the point.
Coitus should be fulfilling for both and there is no reason it can't be. Unassisted. Do you think that humans can control their own muscles? Of course they can! We blinded ourselves and caused a whole heap of trouble for three thousand years. The awful myths and creation of organizations that became little more than agencies for freezing the status quo of the animal without fault. I always hesitate to suggest that because it leaves the Asian view indeterminate. I have not figured out why they were balked as well, though western influence became predominant just in time to keep us distracted and confused globally. 'Save Face', I would expect.
Our natural course is to learn to love on an intimate level in the most natural manner possible without assistance. It is so natural that we have been trying to make it happen for more than three millennia. It is ridiculous that the one way in which sex can make babies is the only way in which we cannot achieve mutual sexual satisfaction. That's for animals.
It has, for probably a number of reasons (besides the difficulty of understanding just how easy it is for a sentient, thinking male to succeed by overcoming the instincts of an animal). I sure hope others that have succeeded at loving coitus, sooner or later, open up about how they succeed. There is just so much more to learn, I'm sure, besides my (successful and determinate) insights at a late date in life that explain everything to the extent that any man can succeed. That is all, though. They are not the last word.
Can you begin to see the problem. The human race has been pulling at this thread since the beginning. In the distant past, it makes sense that we could not face the truth. We are far different than any animal before in a way that astounds. It is the most difficult conundrum for the human race to face. It takes a level of sentient awareness, knowledge, and insight that our feeble sentient ancient ancestors could not provide. We can.
It just blasted their minds. They were not equipped to contend with such a seemingly massive change.
It's time to face the sentient reality that we will never become a emotionally stable, balanced, rational, loving, sentient race until loving coitus is the only form of coitus. It is a natural outcome of the human, sentient state. It only seems so difficult because of the distractions, destruction, and paradigms of nonsense that our ancestors created.
By the way, which gender do you think was so maniacal as to need to believe they were center of the universe? It hasn't changed but it can.
One addendum. June. Sigh. Eight years of infini entendres. It's been great but, oh, it can get so much better, step by step.
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