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The Curse of Depression, or Melancholia

31 Tuesday May 2011

Posted by Racer X in culture

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Van Gogh, depicted something he suffered from quite terribly, Depression.

I thought I would write something quite different, at least for a few lines. I came across this painting by Van Gogh recently and I think it is the best artistic depiction of what depression (or its more traditional name, melancholia) is, how it effects the person. He understood this disease quite well, and eventually it took his own life and ended a brilliant artistic output. I don’t want to say too much at the moment on this topic, except to say that I myself have often dealt with this condition in my own life. The effects are always difficult. Recently I have admitted to myself that this is a deeper condition in my own being than I had previously wanted to admit.

As much as I love beauty and eroticism, I also know that life is more than a unending journey of pleasure. Pain and suffering are part of our condition. Often, especially in today’s world, that suffering can be psychic. The psychic pain unleashed by depression, or melancholia, can be as difficult to endure as the pain brought on by more physical ailments.

Even though many famous, even great people from all walks of life have suffered from depression, there is still a stigma attached to this condition. And yet 10-15% of all people will go through at least one major depressive episode in their lives. For a subset of those, depression will be a lifelong, ongoing struggle. Artistic and creative people tend to suffer from this in a disproportionate way, although others types have dealt with this too, such as Winston Churchill or even the former quarterback for the Pittsburgh Steelers, Terry Bradshaw. But no matter who has dealt with this condition, as a society we don’t like to talk about psychiatric diseases. The diseases that afflict the brain are the most difficult for people to deal with, yet they are out, as real and as biological as diabetes. In fact, I think diabetes is a good corollary to depression, since it is often undetected and may do great damage because of that, and it is heavily influenced by one’s environment. With diabetes, life style can trigger and inflame the disease, specifically diet and lack of exercise; with depression, it is often triggered by outside stresses, the particular stresses that the modern, industrialized, technological world provides. In its most extreme form, depression can lead to suicide. Most of us have known at least someone who has fallen to this, and we often wonder why; if we understood better how depression works, perhaps a lot of these tragedies could be avoided.  Depression also often hides under other conditions, such alcoholism or drug use.

I sense the digital world, especially the blogging world, is filled with depressives. It is an easy escape, and much of the anger and bitterness, as well as distorted thoughts, almost paranoia about the modern world, are often reflections of depressive minds. That is one of the reasons I tend to stay away from the more bitter blogs, especially those of a political or social bent. They fuel in an unhealthy way my own tendency towards depression, or melancholia. I find writing about sex, eroticism and beauty to be a pleasant distraction from the realities of life. Many of my more sexual post are meant to be nothing more than the heights of frivolity and frolicking fancy. When I start writing about other issues, such as religion, things become more serious, and this can be a little taxing for my mind.

I also wonder what the more traditionally minded religious people out there think about modern psychological ailments. As someone who believes in God, I also believe there is an intersection between the spiritual and psychological. Where to draw the line between the two is hard to say. But I often find a lot of religious people tend to dismiss much of psychology as being somehow frivolous or even dangerous. But the brain is an organ, and like all other organs in our body, is susceptible to disease and problems.

So I might more on this topic. It is also good to remember, as Memorial Day ends, that a lot of veterans suffer from depression and even more extreme mental ailments. Wars, although often necessary, do take a high toll on those who have to fight in them, even those who survive the experience. We should always pray for our Vets.

Traditional Female Beauty…Classic and Erotic

28 Saturday May 2011

Posted by Racer X in beauty, erotica, women

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I love classic feminine beauty...

I mentioned in my last post how I hoped that Pippa might have a GNP. I have written about the GNP before; but for those of you who do not know what I mean by the GNP, well, it stands for the Glorious Natural Pelt. Or, to put in into more colloquial terms, quite simply, The Bush.

I am a huge fan of The Bush. I think a woman’s body looks much more sensual, much more sexual, with a bush. The bush went out of favor about ten to fifteen years ago, but from what I understand, it is making a slight comeback. I can understand the arguments both pro and con the Bush, each one has its validity (pro-bush: aesthetically pleasant looking, women look more like women than girls, etc; con-bush, seems cleaner, smoother, purer) and in the end it is really the preference of each individual which to prefer. I harbor no ill will for those who are anti-bush.

But to me the bush’s great value is in its reflection of a pure and natural female beauty. So from hence forth I want to begin posting photos of women I find to be pure and natural beauties. Thag has a nice reference today to the singer Shakira, whom I had never heard before until I read her post. http://forgetfulmuse.blogspot.com/2011/05/fashion-industry-hates-you.html. But she posts a video of one of her songs, and Shakira definitely has a more feminine body, and dances in a very enticing and erotic way. So that got me thinking about writing a  post on this topic and what I want to convey. Thag mentions how men really prefer more curvaceous women than what the fashion industry presents, and she is certainly correct. Most men want women who look like women, not skinny teenage boys.

I love the classic, all natural female form: curves, long hair, softness, and of course a lovely bush. Too many women today are being presented as twiggy, stick like figures, almost boyish in their appearance. Too many others are turning to the bizarre world of plastic surgery to enhance their appearance, and although this may certainly help some women, too many overdo this and turn into Frankenstein-like creations. Heidi Montag is a good example of a girl who looks a lot worse now after her plastic surgery binge than before.

More beauty...with a beautiful GNP.

So let us celebrate natural feminine beauties. A lot of the photos I will post are older, from a different time when natural women were the norm in erotic photography. If I could I would start my own magazine in this area! I love the traditional female form and I could be quite happy spending all my time searching out the best photos of beautiful nudes, all natural, erotic yet tasteful. I firmly believe good erotic photos can be placed in the real of art. And these are usually older, more traditional nude photos. Yes, I am a traditionalist too, Alte, in my own way, although in a way that those who frequent your blog would find, well, a bit filthy.

What It Feels Like…

24 Tuesday May 2011

Posted by Racer X in eroticism, women

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I love erotic pleasures…

In one of my recent posts, https://theracerx.wordpress.com/2011/03/13/i-burn/#comments, I noticed a few commentators (Thag and Rebekah) were curious as to what it feels like to fuck a girl, if you were a man, that is. Ah, such dirty girls. I love my modest blogger girls who enjoy visiting this den of iniquity. So I thought I would oblige their dirty little minds and give them a short description, if I could. Rebekah even challenged me to write a post on this topic. So, let me try, how shall I say, to describe to these closet internet vixens what it feels like to have penis, hard and ready and inside a woman. I have noticed that many girls have been more than curious about this topic, so I imagine it is something that many girls are quite curious about. Perhaps it is nothing more than the old penis envy thing, who knows. Whatever the case, I always love all the secret, dirty thoughts so many girls have, especially the ones who are so modest and proper in their public personas.

As far as I am concerned, the ultimate pleasure that a penis, (well, at least my penis) can receive is from a nice, warm, wet and snug vagina. There is really nothing else quite like the sensation of a tight pussy completely surrounding your hard cock. Masturbation can be good too, as can oral sex, but they are both pale in comparison to the final, heaven ordained destination of any hard penis: a woman’s vagina. I will leave out a woman’s ass here, since the sensation of fucking a girl in the ass is somewhat similar to fucking her in the vagina, but still not quite as delicious. The ass fuck derives a lot of its pleasure from the forbiddeness of the act, as well as from the fact that a girl who gives her ass to you is quite dirty indeed, and therefore quite a turn on. But I digress…

With the penis you feel like you have this powerful, other being attached to you. It is the center of all your sensual and sexual pleasure. When erect, which occurs quite a few times during a twenty four hour cycle, the membrum virile cries out for attention. When erect in the presence of a naked, inviting girl, your cock demands conquest. There is a constant sensation of heat, fire, energy and desire within an erect penis. It is like a beast, a raving, raging, insane beast that must be fed with sex. The hardness demands respect, the zeal for sexual release demands attention. Beneath this raging beast is nearly an entire human population worth of sperm crying out to be released. Think of a volcano atop a massive lake of lava, a volcano needing constantly to erupt, needing constantly to release all the built up tension. Jerking off can help; a blow job is nice, but nothing helps the eruption, nothing feels as fulfilling and completely satisfying, as a tight, wet and wonderful vagina. Filling it with your hot sperm is the final and most satisfying sensation.

The vagina engulfs you. It takes you in, into some mysterious part of the female body we no nothing about, and there you are, your cock deep inside a woman, now hidden, yet more fully alive as never before. The beast is now being fed. And it is being fed by a woman who loves the sensation as much as you, who is complementing your raging masculinity by her feminine moans and even screams, by her movements, by the feel of her soft body beneath you, her body filled with your masculine essence. As a man you are no longer aware what is really happening with your cock, because you cannot really see it any longer, as this thing that you have spent your entire life with, always right in front of you, visible to you, is now buried inside a woman’s most mysterious region. You wonder how deep you can go, how hard you can fuck, how violently you can pound her, and you delight to discover that the vagina is incredibly elastic, that it can take as much of your cock as you can give, as hard as you can give, as deep as you can give, and that the woman will want all of it. I often wondered, when I first started fucking women, and I first started fucking them hard, if I was hurting them. I would often ask, “I am not hurting you, am I,” only to find a wonderful response of “Oh no..please, fuck me harder.” Of course I more than obliged. And the mixture of it all, my hard cock, their wet pussies, the tightness, the feeling of them surrounding you, the massaging and caressing of your penis by her tight vagina, the moans and screams of pleasure of the girl, her body beneath yours or in whatever other position you may be in, the feel of her lips against yours as you kiss her while inside her, is the ultimate erotic experience. Add the feeling of your balls slapping against her ass while you are piling driving her from on top, and well, that is the icing on the cake…those balls, from which load after load of hot cum will explode into her, fulfilling the entire fucking experience. But again, I digress. Perhaps I shall write another post for the girls on what it feels like to have a pair of balls, since girls seem so fascinated by those items too.

The most delightful feeling for a penis…

So what does it feel like, to be inside a woman? f I had to sum it up in one word, I would say, quite simply, from the perspective of the penis, it feels like…Home.

Rejoice, (Especially you Tupac), for Miss Clio has Returned!

23 Monday May 2011

Posted by Racer X in beauty, eroticism, women

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Random Musings

21 Saturday May 2011

Posted by Racer X in beauty, eroticism, women

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Oh yeah…

Sometimes I just want to fuck. Spring is in full bloom, and summer is not far behind. All those pretty girls wandering around, their soft vagina’s waiting to be licked. Oh yes. Spring and summer is such a glorious time. There are so many girls wandering around half naked, dressed in their little sundresses, their tight jeans, their low cut blouses, each one advertising her sexuality for all to see, each one delighting in the power she has over all those men who want to see her naked, enjoy her sexually, fuck her.

In other matters, I bet Pippa M. loves to have her pussy eaten. And then to be fucked, bent over, hard and fast. The Middleton sisters are hot, for British girls, that is. I still think Kate is better looking, but Pippa does have a hot bod and a cute face. I wonder what her sexual history is, how many cocks she has enjoyed, how she likes to get fucked, if she enjoys the feel and taste of a huge load of hot cum filling her sweet mouth…

Pippa…looking quite delicious.

As far as the blog world, Mandy’s blog is shut down again. The life of a budding lesbian does have its hazards, I suppose. But she needs to come back soon. And Vassy is no longer a virgin. C’mon, Vassy, gives us some details on your sexual deflowering. You told us it hurt, but what else can you tell us? Details, please. Positions? Did you do a lot of oral? Did he come all over you or inside you. How many times did you fuck? Have you fucked anyone since? Now that you have felt a man inside you, do you crave it even more? You are a dirty girl too, after all.

I have such a dirty mind. Sometimes this fills me with tension and guilt. Other times I am unrepentant. Recently I have been enjoying a lot of erotica. I love the eroticism of beautiful, sexual women. It is intoxicating. And yet I really don’t want to have sex with anyone right now. That seems too risky and complicated. Right now, I just enjoy thinking about it, enjoying it safely from a distance, flirting with women, building sexual tension. But if the right girl were to cross paths with me, who knows what could happen.

But back to the blog world: Alte took me off her blog roll, probably because I have such blatant sexual thoughts and desires and such filth is not the proper material for her readers and her own stern, strict seriousness. Oh well. I took her off mine too. That is too bad, because like most stern, strict religious types, she has a hidden reserve of deep sexual needs, and she is a screamer as well, and it would have been fun to write something dirty about her…But for now I think I will distance myself from the more religious elements of the blog world. Despite my need for religion, I am quite different from those spiritual soccer mom’s crusading against the sins of the world, while sneaking a peak every now and then at blog’s like Roissy out of sheer fascination of and attraction towards raw male sexuality. Ah, the secrets, so many secrets the crusaders have…

Me, I just like sex, eroticism, fucking, and a world filled with beautiful women, enticing and alluring and sexually beautiful women. Women, naked and beautiful and with soft, wet vaginas that beg to be filled and fucked. I like making women feel beautiful too. And I am quite good at it. I am sure the crusading soccer moms in their granny panties would like to feel beautiful every now and then, at least as a respite while they are saving the world/preparing for the apocalypse, which is supposed to happen sometime today. Even they like to be a little dirty every now and then. I know, because they come and read my stuff occasionally.  I am more than happy to oblige their secret dirty sides…

Oh yes, but the feel of a moist vagina beneath my tongue, the sound of a girl’s moans while I eat her, the feel of her wet tightness around my fingers as I massage her, such dirty thoughts run through my mind on a regular basis. Just thinking such things makes my cock hard…

I’d like to tap that semi-royal ass. I bet she loves to fuck too…

Pippa makes me hard too…

Thougths…

07 Saturday May 2011

Posted by Racer X in art, erotica, eroticism

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An erotic drawing from the Spanish Surrealist artist Salvador Dali (1904-1989).

I keep on fantasizing about fucking a certain world famous Brit from behind (I wrote about her recently), or in more vulgar parlance, doing her doggy style.

Let’s just say this girl is married, recently married. Am I lusting after another man’s wife? If so, is this is adultery? I don’t really want to fuck her, I just enjoy thinking about it. And yet those thoughts are there. What to do?

In my own life I have being living a rather celibate existence. This is a willing choice on my part. For various reason, I simply do not want to have sex with anyone right now. Cheap and casual sex are always intriguing in thought and fantasy, but the reality of bedding various women is quite different. Besides, having spent large portions of my earlier life engaging in such activities, I know what it is all about, and understand the risks and potential fallout from such behaviors.

People talk about chastity or celibacy as if it were some kind of curse. But the real curse is being a slave to one’s sexual desires. To have some control over your behavior gives you peace and clarity and protects you from some of the more insidious aspects of unbridled sexual behavior. Besides, subjecting yourself to the capricious whims of women is not something I have much tolerance for now. Women have phenomenal power over men primarily due to men’s coveting their vaginas. Women of course are more than aware of this and in that power the worse aspects of the feminine disposition often are displayed and exercised. A more healthy attitude between the sexes can develop if the whole sex thing is put in its proper place. In my mind, one characteristic of the true alpha is knowing when to simply walk away from this sexual subjugation. The game community amuses me because, despite their proclamations of independence from and control over female behavior, they reveal in their obsession with game and patterns of engagement their complete subjection to female desire and approval. Getting pussy requires quite a bit of energy and strategy which often is not worth the effort, once the true value of whatever female you are pursuing has been clearly revealed.

But I know how difficult these things can be. Lusty, animalistic fucking is still a desire embedded deep in my system, even when I am not having sex. Despite its problematic nature, I still allow myself to fantasize about sex, desire women, and seek sexual release when needed, even if done solo. So for now I do not sleep with anyone, but I do allow myself to fantasize about, write about sex, and seek some degree of sexual pleasure on my own.

The above image by Salvador Dali again is interesting for me because it captures the imagery that races through the sexual mind, even when we best try to control our thoughts. Erotic painting or drawing is some of the most powerful erotica, because it springs from the imagination, is the product of an artistic process, and lacks the problematic issues of human exploitation that are inherent with standard, real life porn today. We all have sexual thoughts and good artists can capture those well, what they mean, how they effect us, the power of our erotic subconscious world, even the weirdness of some of our sexual desires. Sometimes I just need to let my thoughts wander. Otherwise I become neurotic about sex. In the end, it is a question of balance for me, neither becoming too sexually unhinged, nor too puritanical in my need for some continence in my sexual life. As always, it is a work in progress.

So back to my latest object of fantasy. Yes, she has been a subject of my fantasies lately. I bet she enjoys getting drilled from behind. I bet she has a great looking ass too, especially when she is on all fours. One of my favorite views of a woman is when I am fucking her from behind, her hot ass all visible to my filthy, dirty eyes…

Sex Dreams

06 Friday May 2011

Posted by Racer X in art, erotica

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Paul Avril (1843-1928): French artist who painted many erotic works which were quite graphic for their time.

Sex dreams are strange things. Today I took a nap in the late afternoon and during this nap I had quite a sexual dream. It involved a girl I barely know. We were sitting down and talking, and before long we were closer, and then somehow the dream turned sexual. She gave me a blowjob and it seemed all so real. When I came, I came in huge amounts and all over her, which she loved. It is so strange, how real sex dreams can seem. When I awoke I was disappointed because it was only a dream! I have been incredibly horny ever since.

I wonder how it is that people whom we barely know can leave such a strong impression on us that we would have sexual dreams about them. What are the strange workings of the inner mind that produce such delights? Sex dreams are both a pleasure and a curse: a pleasure while you are having them because they seem so real, sometimes even leading to orgasm, but a curse because you wake up and realize they were just a dream. But the thing that always amazes me about sex dreams, and this is common for me, is how someone you barely know, or don’t even know at all, can become part of a sex dream. What is it? It is the hidden chemical attractions at work all around us that inspire such a seemingly random person to become the participant in a sexual dream?  Is it something even deeper and more mysterious? You can meet a person for only a brief moment, and yet somehow they enter your mind and thought process and eventually become part of a dream. Strange. And there are no answers for this.

I also find that when I am in a more celibate mode of life my sex dreams become stronger, more vivid, more erotic, even stranger. When I masturbate a lot my sex dreams are virtually non-existent. When I am with a lover or in a relationship my dreams usually involve her. Again, dreams are strange but fascinating things.  The above image by the French artist Paul Avril captures something of the phantasmagoria of unbridled sexual dreams. Often sexual dreams are unbridled, coming as they do from the inner recesses of our subconscious minds.  For all of us, strange and forbidden things lurk there, waiting to be released, through dreams or otherwise.

Well I hope tonight for some more sex dreams, even hotter than this one!

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