Preludes & Fugues
The artist's experiences lie so unbelievably close to the sexual, to it's pain and it's pleasure that the two phenomena are really just different transforms of one and the same longing and bliss. The artist, poetic musical power is great and strong as a primal instinct. It has it's own relentless rhythms in itself and explodes from him like a volcano, living and expressing in a white hot passionate heat.
Develop your own Individual Sexuality. One that IS NOT INFLUENCED BY CONVENTION or CUSTOM...then you will no longer have to be afraid of loosing yourself and becoming unworthy of your dearest possession. Bodily delight is a sensory experience, not any different from pure looking or the pure feeling with which a beautiful fruit fills the tongue...It is a knowledge of the world, the fullness and splendor of all knowledge.
It is not our acceptance of it that is bad! What is bad is: most people misuse this learning and squander it and apply it as a stimulant on the tired places of their lives, as a distraction rather than as a way of gathering themselves for their highest moments.
In one sexual fantasy of thought a thousand forgotten nights of LOVE come to life again and fill it with majesty and exhalation. Those who cum together in the night and are entwined in rocking delight perform a solemn task and gather sweetness, depth and strength for the song of some future poet, who will appear in order to say ecstasies that are unsay-able! And they call forth the future - even if they made a mistake - the future comes away because EVERYTHING IS GESTATION AND THEN BIRTHING - RYTHEM GOVERNS THE UNIVERSE...
(words from Letters to A Young Poet, by Renier Rilke...
Sex and Art always seem to go hand and hand for me!
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