Pleasure

Pleasures of the flesh...

Once and always denounced by those who believe in a god who would punish and repudiate those who partake of it.

We are driven by pleasure; it's in our biology. Why would it be there if we were not meant to enjoy, explore, bathe in it like an exquisite elixir? I remember a painful lesson as a child--as we all probably did--involving a rubber band and my big brother. If you stretch it and fight over it, he will let go; you will get stung.

SNAP!

The same lesson goes for pleasure. For all of the brakes that society and religion places on it, it has snapped backwards, stinging our psyches with unconscious shame, warping our ability to truly enjoy and immerse ourselves in what comes naturally. The dissonance that occurs because of the conflict of biology and pseudo-morality causes disenfranchisement; human beings who seek pleasure but feel shame experience a backlash. This leads to excess. This leads to guilt, betrayal of self. Shame. Unhappiness.

There are too many who can only enjoy pleasure in the dark. Think of the term "Guilty Pleasures." That term shouldn't exist. Why should we feel guilt for something naturally embedded in our biology, our psyches? So if you do believe in god, why would this god create bodies filled with need, but create 'laws' that circumscribe them?

Is it to somehow propel us into the Super Ego? We don't need laws and commandments for that. Our society and culture already have in place that which creates the Higher Self. Since when did denial of pleasure become sacrosanct?

Self-pleasure.

We have a need and our bodies call to us. Sliding our hands down our torso and cupping what is there, yearning to be touched. Moisture, engorged, quivering...breathing faster, pressure accumulating in complete abandon, merging with All and nothing and if there is a god or gods, you join them in heaven for

just

one

moment.

Tell me.

Tell me that's wrong. And I'll tell you that god and I...we disagree.

paix