Last weekend makes
three women in four months.
What am I doing?
But I had to know. I had to put myself out there again to be vulnerable with someone else to see if the way it felt with her was the real thing or just how I feel intimate with anyone.
Now I know. Sometimes I'm afraid of myself. I'm afraid of what I'm capable of. The choices I can make and the irreversible reality of this single quick life.
Intimacy
Sex
Vulnerability
It's such a strange thing. It's strange how two people can experience the same event and yet interpret and process completely differently.
I'm glad we as humans have something like sex.
What would our world look like if we couldn't express ourselves in this way?
What would our music, our art, our poetry, our most beautiful expressions manifest themselves as without such a vulnerable and wonderful experience?
Freedom is what makes everything in this life so precious, so amazing.
With freedom sex has the ability to become this expression of the deepest love, the intimate knowing, and accepting of another person and the trust that they know you and are equally authentic with you.
Sex through freedom has the ability to be a surfacing sport engaged by two strangers drunk after a night out.
It's the same action, and yet, it is completely different.
How can the same thing be different?
scientists observe the natural world, they try to hard to box everything up and understand our reality. They believe that through understanding and labeling we humans can gain superiority over this world.
But it all feels like a delusion we all want to buy into because it makes us feel safe.
But sex is not so easily nailed down. Like everything in this life, thanks to freedom there is no black and white.
Rape and Honeymoon are not the same thing, though the "definition" the "classification" may only see black and white.
Hook up and Making love are not the same.
But this is where it become so unique.
What if one views the same action as making love while the other party views it as a mere hook up?
What if one person's hook up is another's rape?
What if one person loves the other and the other feels in that moment strongly but it is a fleeting temporary momentary feeling?
Who's perspective is right? Are they both right? If so are their two realities we live in on the same planet? And if two people can live in separate realities then how many realities are there?
Do we each live in our own worlds? Is there ever a way to truly connect with another person's reality?
A knowing of an other in the purest sense of the word?
If it's possible, it's impossible to ever truly know if it's happening.
We can trust what the other says, we can experience intimacy together but at the end of the day there is no way to know if this person is truly in your reality with you or merely deceiving you for their own reality.
Broccoli - Big Baby D.R.A.M. feat. Lil Yachty
three women in four months.
What am I doing?
But I had to know. I had to put myself out there again to be vulnerable with someone else to see if the way it felt with her was the real thing or just how I feel intimate with anyone.
Now I know. Sometimes I'm afraid of myself. I'm afraid of what I'm capable of. The choices I can make and the irreversible reality of this single quick life.
Intimacy
Sex
Vulnerability
It's such a strange thing. It's strange how two people can experience the same event and yet interpret and process completely differently.
I'm glad we as humans have something like sex.
What would our world look like if we couldn't express ourselves in this way?
What would our music, our art, our poetry, our most beautiful expressions manifest themselves as without such a vulnerable and wonderful experience?
Freedom is what makes everything in this life so precious, so amazing.
With freedom sex has the ability to become this expression of the deepest love, the intimate knowing, and accepting of another person and the trust that they know you and are equally authentic with you.
Sex through freedom has the ability to be a surfacing sport engaged by two strangers drunk after a night out.
It's the same action, and yet, it is completely different.
How can the same thing be different?
scientists observe the natural world, they try to hard to box everything up and understand our reality. They believe that through understanding and labeling we humans can gain superiority over this world.
But it all feels like a delusion we all want to buy into because it makes us feel safe.
But sex is not so easily nailed down. Like everything in this life, thanks to freedom there is no black and white.
Rape and Honeymoon are not the same thing, though the "definition" the "classification" may only see black and white.
Hook up and Making love are not the same.
But this is where it become so unique.
What if one views the same action as making love while the other party views it as a mere hook up?
What if one person's hook up is another's rape?
What if one person loves the other and the other feels in that moment strongly but it is a fleeting temporary momentary feeling?
Who's perspective is right? Are they both right? If so are their two realities we live in on the same planet? And if two people can live in separate realities then how many realities are there?
Do we each live in our own worlds? Is there ever a way to truly connect with another person's reality?
A knowing of an other in the purest sense of the word?
If it's possible, it's impossible to ever truly know if it's happening.
We can trust what the other says, we can experience intimacy together but at the end of the day there is no way to know if this person is truly in your reality with you or merely deceiving you for their own reality.
Broccoli - Big Baby D.R.A.M. feat. Lil Yachty