This was originally a rant I created in frustration ... the frustration remains.
Premise: Humanity won't be human until men learn to love. Men won't learn to love until they learn to master their bodies.
Evidence:
Sentience, humanity's heightened awareness of existence, is a change of state. It is not just a genetic change. It is not just a new set of clothes. It is a change of awareness of reality which we have yet to fulfill.
Does it take evidence to convince you that our earliest ancestors were dumber than a bag of rocks? That they were more animal than human? That their minds had difficulty accepting the reality that its conscious awareness began to make evident?
Does it surprise you to realize that we continue to follow the lead of beings that could do no more than make excuses?
Our history is riddled with the evidence.
Does it take some great leap of insight to realize that they didn't know what to think regarding the very human dilemma of sentience or the flaw regarding the act of coitus? Look around. We haven't changed at all. What are some of the biggest topics of discussion between the two witless philosophical sides of politics? Our ancestors were an animal trying to figure out a very different human, sentient existence and reality. We still are.
The proof regarding the most important topic is right in front of us. Does the proclamation that men lasting two minutes is good enough while women need more like ten to fifteen minutes to achieve orgasm mean nothing to you? Does the pitiful attempt to use a pill to substitute for what a man should be able to do just because he is sentiently endowed mean nothing to you?
It is right there. It is the evidence that we are continuing to attempt to twist an animal's state of failure to be acceptable by a human, sentient race. No one has ever asked if it is possible to succeed at making coitus a loving event between two highly evolved humans.
I did. It is.
We have accepted the animal's defeat regarding the most important act of life that no sentient race would ever accept. That is the evidence.
Maybe the funniest part is that if some man learned how to succeed, he couldn't share the discovery with anyone because no one wants to admit that they are failing in the first place. No one wants to hear it. Men have been convinced through shame and laziness to never even try and certainly never even broach the subject of loving a woman the way she deserves.
Men have heard it all before, right? You haven't heard this. I put it under a microscope and found that, gee, men can control the actions and reactions of their muscles. It is far less complicated than the brouhaha that men have made out of it.
It's just using your brain and, believe it or not, we all have one. It's already been proven that we can walk, talk, and ride a bike. Anyone of which is more difficult to learn than to learn something simple like the pelvic muscles only attach to the pelvis. They are not involved in any bodily movement and, yet, those pelvic muscles will flex in a man when moving about. They don't need to, but they do. The pelvic muscles are one of the triggers that makes it end all too soon.
Does that not compute? Only if you have had nothing but mutually fulfilling coitus can you refute it. The dumb animal from which we evolved remains; just look around. It hasn't changed ... yet!
We can use our brains but, it seems, we fear to do so. We fear to confront a problem the only way it can be addressed. By thinking. It makes sense. Men have failed for millennia (a billion years before that, others failed; no surprise; they had no awareness, they did as a simple brain would do). So, who could believe that we hadn't turned over every rock already, three millennia later? The realization that everyone before had failed overwhelmed the animal's limited awareness. It has been shunted into the subconscious ever since.
It was beyond our earliest ancestors' scope. It is not beyond ours. Only the legacy of the animal remains in the way. We need to think like sentient humans. We can all learn to love.
Does it take evidence to realize that coitus has been trapped in the animal's witless enactment? That it is only witless acceptance that restrains us from realizing it is easy for a thinking human being to succeed? Does it take evidence to realize that humans require more than the witless rutting of an animal? Both genders suffer as long as coitus remains unfulfilling to a sentient mind? In their stupour, the animal may not care. We do.
Does it take evidence to realize that a man can control his body to such a fine degree that he can make coitus a loving event? We have only blinded ourselves to a sentient reality. Coitus can become a loving event for a human race. In making it so, we become human. Finally.
Does it take evidence to realize that coitus has been trapped in a witless animal's enactment? Does it take evidence to realize that humans are capable of more than the witless rutting of an animal?
Both genders suffer as long as coitus remains unfulfilling to a sentient mind?
Do you need evidence that coitus is not working right for a sentient race?
Are you really satisfied with something less? Does any other way in which to provide mutual satisfaction fulfill you? Do you never wonder what it would be like to share that fulfillment while gazing into the eyes of your lover? Would you avoid it if you knew it was easily possible?
Or, do you believe that it is better to ignore what our sentient awareness has always told us: that there is more to coitus than an animal ever imagined? Do you need evidence to convince you that women like orgasms, also? Don't you think it odd that we have found other ways to seek mutual sexual satisfaction but have never done anything regarding the most natural, loving physical act of sex in a human manner of learning to master one's own body? Don't worry. It's not as big a deal as it sounds. Do you think using a pill, the tongue, or a dildo can substitute for the most natural act of engaging in coitus unassisted? It is surrender. We surrender more each day.
Or, maybe you need more evidence that men can last indefinitely. I do, also. I've provided evidence regarding why men fail to last, an explanation of why ejaculation occurs and how to delay it until she so desires. Nothing will substitute for all men knowing they are good at coitus.
What will it take to prove to you that there is something wrong with a race that hides from the fact that men can't provide the most glorious delight possible in life to his woman through the most natural method that nature provided?
Do you point to fictional accounts of coitus for proof that coitus is okay? Do you discount your own experience? If you are the one that has loving coitus regularly without assistance of any kind, of course, please raise your hand.
The most hilarious part of it all is that we keep it a secret ... from ourselves. It is obvious that, at some level, everyone knows the secret. So, who are we keeping the secret from? The evidence mounts. We are only keeping the secret from ourselves. No mention of the awful secret of humanity will pass our lips. So glad to break the bubble.
How in the world does anyone need proof that something is wrong between the two genders? It is so much like two armed camps as to take one's breath away. Do you need evidence regarding the abuse men heap down on anyone they can, especially women? How about the daily news?
Can you possibly be so dense as to still want to focus on the isolated events, the individual crimes rather than the big picture? We attempt to cope with the problem of the human race by pinning crimes on individuals. It is clear that something is wrong with humanity as a whole. We even know what it is, but we dare not face it. As I look at it from this perspective, I am staggered, once again. Pinning individual crimes on individual people doesn't help with the big picture. It's like a hamster's wheel on which we continue to run.
No, what really stunts a man's humanity is knowing that he's hiding from his failure, hiding from the feeling that he is helpless in the face of his failure, often foolishly believing it is just him. Do you not see this all shows itself blatantly in the conduct of so many men?
The only thing for which I cannot provide proof is that love is initiated in the physical domain and that we really haven't a clue, yet, when it comes to love. We know love, not at all. I think the proof of three thousand years of the failure of willing ourselves into a loving mindset, would be enough for you to, at least, consider the proposal. Animals can't love. Humans can.
The evidence that we have become utterly confused on the topics of sex and love is everywhere.
The proof that the subject of sex is taboo is everywhere.
If I sound acerbic, you've got that right.
The evidence is available and documented regarding the offensive behaviour of men towards women (and in general), though I don't think it is needed, that one in three women are abused, which I am certain is an underestimate, if you define abuse as violence in any form, including verbal, mental, and betrayal. And, the latest, what is now called micro-aggressions, is just further proof that training men only makes the offenses go underground.
Maybe the link between the failure of animal sex to satisfy our heightened awareness and the offensive nature of men towards women is just too much for you. It doesn't really matter, one in three women being abused at some point in their lives is enough to prove something is seriously wrong.
If you have a better suggestion for why this occurs, I am more than willing to listen. Just, don't wave your arms around and say, "men are bad." or "It's just some men." or "It's not only men."
Two armed camps and no one is winning.
We pout our lives away. Should I go through all of the common phrases, once again? "We are only human" is just the top of my list. "That's just the way it is" is right up there. Existentialist despair is another.
Do you need evidence to realize that we can do better at coitus? Do you need evidence to prove that a man would like to satisfy his woman sexually while inside of her?
Does it take evidence to convince you that we are not doing very well as a sentient race? Do you need evidence to be convinced that there should be something more than existentialism? That all of our attempts to become better humans in the past have been for naught?
Do you need evidence that we have been going downhill for quite a few centuries as we thrash around? That we are getting no closer to an emotionally balanced, rational existence and much closer to destroying ourselves?
Do you really believe our human condition is the best we can do? Do you really think laws, and pounding the pulpit is what it takes to become a loving and human race? Do you really believe we are getting any closer to something sentient, loving?
How do I prove that humans are broken because the human race has not raised coitus to a human standard or, at least, identified the dilemma in order to address it seriously?
It sometimes seems that no one can believe we can do extraordinarily better.
The "evidence" is in the fact that there is something wrong with a sexually sentient race that cannot admit that there is more necessary for a sentient version of coitus. It is there in the fact that the mention of sex is taboo. It is there in the fact that men, after three thousand years can do no better than rut. Don't you dare shrug your shoulders.
The strongest evidence of all is that we don't even admit that there is a problem with coitus. That we create fictions that represent fulfilling coitus but never the reality.
We point it out in so many indirect ways but we are never willing to state it outright. The jokes in the sitcoms about the man lasting just long enough to get his rocks off and, then, going directly to sleep.
Any romantic comedy assures you that the woman is satisfied during coitus. The evidence is that it occurs in fiction regularly but not so much in real life (e.g. two minutes versus as long as necessary). If it isn't stated outright in the romcom, it is implied. Only if your own experience with unassisted coitus has been fully satisfactory can you possibly argue. I don't expect to hear any argument on that basis.
It wasn't stupidity that caused us to avoid realizing that something is missing. It was stupour. That is the only possible reason for it to have taken humanity three thousand years to figure it out. The stupour and deceit need to end. That is the heart and soul of our disruption.
Mince the words as you please, we deluded ourselves for reasons I explain elsewhere and the delusions and deceits have extended themselves into every corner of our existence. If you cannot admit that you have bought into a fiction, no amount of "evidence" is going to change your mind.
If you are repulsed by the idea of every man being able to satisfy their lover during coitus, that is evidence of its own. Why else would anyone argue so hard against the idea?
Aaaarrrrgggghhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The completed sentient state is a heightened state of unobstructed awareness. Of course, every living being has some level of awareness.
We exceed the level of awareness of any other life-form on Earth by a long shot. Where we fall short is that our awareness is anything but unobstructed. A huge factor in that obstructive veil is the lack of loving coitus. It may be the only obstructive veil. That is my belief. Once that veil falls for humanity, we begin our journey to becoming Human.
The evidence is overwhelming. I have just touched the surface because there is no getting through to idiots that are committed to the prehuman and those that desire to be Human (if there are any) won't need it.
Modern times evidence
Just look at the movie rating systems. If the movie is full of blood, and gore, and destruction, it is rated PG-13. If it has the slightest innuendo of sex, it is rate R if not X.
To show the body is considered are horror. To show death, blood and gore is just accepting life as it is?
This is another example of an effort to explore the idiocy of a prehuman race that may go on for centuries. I'm just not sure it's worth pinning down any further.
My apologies for the repetitions and anger. This was mostly written while I was still seriously attempting to break though the stupour.
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