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The Mystic’s Mountain

31 Friday May 2013

Posted by Racer X in religion, spirituality

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The spiritual life is often like a great mountain before us: grand, awesome and beautiful but distant and difficult to approach.

The spiritual life is often like a great mountain before us: grand, awesome and beautiful but distant and difficult to approach.

(May 29 was the 60th anniversary of Sir Edmund Hillary’s reaching the summit of Mt. Everest, seen in the photo above. He was first man ever to do so–and live. For some strange reason this got me thinking a lot about spiritual matters, hence my recent analogies between mountains and spirituality).

I find it strange in what different directions we often find ourselves swerving. For me, the pendulum always swings either in the direction of sexual desires or spiritual desires. I thought that long ago I would have settled this issue, found some sort of happy medium between these two poles, but that has not been the case. I try to find a balance; but a balance is often as elusive and transitory as a fleeting wind.

Recently my being has been hungering, deeply hungering, for spiritual nourishment. As I have written here, my faith in religion has been shaken over the past year or so: too many scandals, too much hypocrisy, too much anger and hatred within certain religious circles has dampened my desire for a spiritual life. Or so I thought.

No, despite my constant questioning and disputations, despite my deep doubts about certain official theological and doctrinal teachings regarding human sexuality, despite my disgust at the actions of certain groups who claim to be the sole arbiters of spiritual knowledge and understanding, but who seem so filled with anger, hatred and bitterness, I still find myself in deep need of union with the Divine. (Sometimes I refer to God or religious belief as “the Divine”, simply so that I do not fall too strictly into one religious camp or another. I prefer discussing these things with as broad a stroke as possible.)

What is this strange thing that plagues us, the desire for religious and spiritual nourishment? It is universal to all mankind. Throughout all of history, in all places and cultures, people have shown a remarkable longing to express themselves religiously. From the most primitive to the most advanced societies, religion and spirituality have been and continue to be a complex and integral part of our world. Some may say it is simply a coping mechanism that we humans have developed; since we are the only creatures on the earth that are cognizant of our own mortality. Religion and spiritual practices may have developed as a means for us to create some sort of internal and external order to our otherwise rather chaotic and unpredictable universe. Perhaps we would all go mad without religion and spirituality?

Yet if that were the case then it would be difficult to explain why such a simple thing as prayer or meditation has an actual, concrete and positive effect on the mind and soul. Even if one does not believe in the soul or God, we cannot deny the positive power of prayer and meditation in our lives. There is not a single doctor, scientist or psychiatrist who would deny the positive effects of prayer and meditation for individual psyches and even physical health; indeed, I can speak of this myself. I know that when I lead a life which is more prayerful, I am more happy and productive; when I am distant from prayer, then my life becomes more difficult, less happy and harder to manage.

Is prayer therefore simply a biological evolution for our minds to cope with our difficult environment? Perhaps. I however would like to think of prayer as something more, as the actual communication, the union, of our beings with God, with the Divine. I believe prayer is one of God’s gifts of communication with us, a means we have of reaching beyond our drab and difficult everyday lives and touching the eternal, brilliant beauty of celestial love. Prayer and meditation and contemplation have as concrete an effect on my life and my being as eating, sleeping, or exercising. If I were miss one of those, my mind and body would suffer very quickly. The same is true with prayer: when I begin to slack off from a prayer life, which is quite often, I quickly begin to feel the effects on my being. It is not as easily demonstrable as the effects of lack of food or sleep; but it is just as real.

Union with the Divine is often like reaching the top of a high mountain: the views, our spiritual insights, are often spectacular.

Union with the Divine is often like reaching the top of a high mountain: the views, our spiritual insights, are often spectacular.

Mysticism is a part of all religious and spiritual traditions. I do not claim to be a mystic, far from it. I do desire however to achieve some sort of mystic union with the Divine; to fill my soul and life with the light of love and goodness and heavenly desire; to feel a closeness to God, to know his presence in my life and in the world around me, and to lead a life in conformity with all the understanding that God may see fit to impart to me. And yet even though I have been deeply religious for many decades now; I am still a child in all this, a novice full of ignorance and confusion in the face of my ascent of Divine understanding. My last post referenced Mt. Everest; and indeed, faith is often like a mountain; something we desire to approach, climb and explore, from whose summit we may see a wonderful view of our world we have never seen before; but the difficulty of climbing such an imposing and even terrifying creation often hinders us from taking that first step. Faith for me is often like that: something I desire to explore; yet an imposing mass which I am often hesitant to explore.

Perhaps, like some mystic venturing off into the abyss of an unknown land, I simply need to see where the ascent of the spiritual mountain will lead me. After all, there is much beauty in such union with the Divine.

Spiritual Longings

29 Wednesday May 2013

Posted by Racer X in beauty, religion, spirituality

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It was sixty years ago today that Sir Edmund Hillary became the first man to climb Mt. Everest.

There are times when my entire being seems to hunger for God. Although I am a highly and deeply sexual person, still, the spiritual side of my being cannot be denied. I often wonder why it is that such a longing for the divine exists? Why are some people profoundly moved to seek God, to fill their souls with spiritual sustenance, while others seem to care not a wit, and are even hostile to, spiritual matters. I don’t know. All I know is that I am one of those who cannot live without a spiritual foundation. Yes, I have my issues with my own organized religion, Catholicism, but that does not negate or even diminish the importance of that faith for my daily life.

I like to write about beauty. In addition to physical beauty there is another kind, perhaps even more important–spiritual beauty. I often see manifestations of the divine in our physical world, such in the awesome magnificence of a great mountain. Our ancestors worshipped mountains as divine forces, as do some cultures today, and I can see why. The above photo is of the greatest mountain of all, Mt. Everest. It is a sight of great and terrible beauty, something which can stir the soul with fear and dread but also with awe and respect, even love, for the wondrous and nearly unapproachable glory of God’s creation.

When I see such a sight, even in a photo, I long that much more deeply for God, for the divine forces, seen and unseen, that permeate our world. And such divinity is, for me at least, the source of all beauty. It is something I cannot live without.

Memorial Day

27 Monday May 2013

Posted by Racer X in culture

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It is always good to remember those who lost their lives fighting for their land, home and country. War is a terrible, albeit sometimes necessary part of our flawed and fallen world. We enjoy and take for granted many of our freedoms today only because of the ultimate sacrifice countless generations of soldiers made before us. May God rest their souls in eternal peace.

Sunday Beauty

26 Sunday May 2013

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It has been a while since I attended church on Sunday. Too many scandals, too much sexual hypocrisy has over the years taken its toll on me. I am not sure when or if I will return. In the meantime, I have been enjoying some other, albeit quite different types of spiritual and sensual pleasures.

There are many ways of divine union on God’s good earth.

In Praise of the Bush

25 Saturday May 2013

Posted by Racer X in beauty, women

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The loveliness of the bush is eternal...

The loveliness of the bush is eternal…

In this age where the completely shaved vagina is the norm, I feel it is my public duty to every now and then proclaim the beauty of the traditional bush. I don’t understand why so many women today feel the need to completely shave everything off. I can understand wanting to keep things trimmed, but for me, a truly beautiful woman is one that has a nice bush. There is something quite sexy, and quite adult, about a woman with all her natural hair. There is something primal and feral about the bush. A woman who proudly displays her natural hair is somehow saying to the world, “Yes, I am an adult woman, not someone who secretly desires to remain in prepubescent adolescence.” There is just something, I don’t know, a bit juvenile about a totally bare vagina.

I never really understood why the completely shaved style became so popular, but over the past decade completely bare and unshaven became the norm. I grew up in a world where the bush was the norm; now it is not. Yes, I am old fashioned in that way. June Cleaver probably had a nice bush (which is why, of course, she was part of the 50’s classic, Leave It To Beaver). Most porn stars today do not. I remember my first sexual experience with a woman and how wonderful it was to run my fingers through her bush. It seemed so exotic and sensual. All the girls in my earlier life were quite happy and comfortable with their luxuriant gardens of delight down there. My more recent lovers have been shaven, most partially, some completely.

It is not that I do not always enjoy the vagina no matter what, I do; but a nice bush on a girl is something that adds just a bit of extra spice to the erotic experience. There is a wonderful variety to women’s mons Veneris regions; each one is truly different and it is always a delight when you first make love to a woman to see just how she is shaped, how she is manicured, and if not, how her lovely bush may present itself in all its natural glory. The completely shaven look robs us of such variegated delights in favor of a bald, bland conformity.

There are few things more delightful when you slip off a girl's panties and see this...

There are few things more delightful when you slip off a girl’s panties than to see this…

I hope things change. There is no way of really telling, but perhaps in the last few years there has been a slight return to the bush. I have seen more and more girls with one. I hope it is a trend because I find it so damn beautiful!

Note: I often refer to the bush as the GNP, or Glorious Natural Pelt, a apt, wonderful and humorous phrase an old blogger introduced to the world.

The Sacred and the Profane

23 Thursday May 2013

Posted by Racer X in erotica, eroticism, religion

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Sometimes I simply enjoy posting a piece of erotica for no other reason than to piss off the religious prudes of all types and faiths.

Recently I was reading about a fairly large Evangelical organization (the name escapes me at the moment, but I will write more about them at a later date) which has recently been served with numerous lawsuits alleging sexual abuse and other sexual improprieties. This is a conservative, sexual purity pushing organization, with many wealthy churches in various states. Their members are particularly hostile to all gay people, as well as anything that smacks of “porn”. They live by strict Biblical rules. I always enjoy watching the sexual  implosion of such holy, God fearing, righteous groups.

I laugh at and mock their neurotic sexual hypocrisies with postings such as this, with its filthy, sexually explicit photo that they both despise and desire. The sacred and profane do often mimgle in the most amusing ways.

For me sexual pleasure is a gift from God to be enjoyed in various healthy ways, such as this photo depicts. And this is a most delightful way to share a moment with someone, especially after hours of hot, sweaty and vigorous fucking…

Note: The Evangelical organization in question is called “Sovereign Grace Ministries”. I plan on writing more on them later. But it needs to be mentioned here is that some of their leaders have been actively involved in support of the death penalty for homosexuality in Uganda. Yes, they are lovely people.

Spring Wood Nynphs

22 Wednesday May 2013

Posted by Racer X in daily dose of beauty, nymphs

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I find myself lately intoxicated by the wondrous beauty of various nymphs. These enticing creatures from Classical mythology are certainly omnipresent, although in a stealthy, mysterious way. Spring brings with it not only a flowering of all nature, delighting the soul in a sea of fresh green, sun and blue skies, but also a plentitude of alluring, delightful Dryads, or wood nymphs.

Nature is beautiful indeed…

Porn or Art: Praxiteles, the Great Ancient Greek Sculptor of Nudes.

20 Monday May 2013

Posted by Racer X in art, beauty, eroticism

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Hermes with the Infant Dionysius, by Praxiteles.

Hermes with the Infant Dionysius, by Praxiteles.

“Art for me means all works of imagination, from poetry to television commercials to pornography, with questions of quality still operative,” Camille Paglia, Sex, Art and American Culture.

Once again, I find myself in agreement with Paglia.

Lets think about this. No one would question the artistic merit of good poetry. But television commercials? And yet, how many times have we laughed because of a good television commercial. Some of the best tidbits of comedy are found in such genres. A well done television commercial does have artistic merit.

And then there is the eternal quagmire of “porn”. For some, porn is the all encompassing evil that is destroying our society. For others, porn is a harmless pastime. For me, as I have often stated here, I think most of what passes for “porn” is of fairly low quality and without any merit, save as a masturbation aid. Even then, most porn today falls short. The ubiquitous nature of modern porn means that the former shock value of pre-internet porn, namely, seeing something of a sexually explicit nature only occasionally, something whose very scarcity aided in the arousal process, has now vanished. I remember the first time I saw a porn video. This was during the pre-internet age, when porn had to be purchased either through the mail or in a video store. It took a bit of effort to acquire such items of salaciousness. But because of this, because of the rarity and difficulty of viewing such forbidden subjects, the arousal factor was nearly instantaneous. Today, the same videos I saw all those years ago would hardly arouse me at all. There is simply too much of it. They have now become blase and boring.

And this does not even take into consideration the pre-VCR days, when porn films either had to be seen in an old, run down movie theater, or again, purchased through the mail or in an adult store. Today we can view all the porn we want, any time we want, on our smart phones.

But aside from the world of sexually explicit films, nude images are also considered porn by some. They are just a less virile form of pornography. To me, this is where the world of art and porn intersect most comprehensively. Yes, some nude images are also of a low quality, and do not merit the label of “art”. The photos in Hustler would be a good example of this. But there are many nude images, even in a popular magazine such as Playboy, which are well done, finely choreographed depictions of the human body. What most anti-porn crusaders do not seem to understand, or perhaps understand all too well, is that any nude is inherently erotic. Being nude is not a normal state; we spend our days in public clothed (as we should) and nudity is usually only reserved for private or intimate encounters. This is the universal norm. The nude image ignores these societal strictures for clothing, and by doing so creates a slight shock factor, in the same way an explicit video does, only without the same depth of instantaneous arousal. Still, it is erotic.

Classical antiquity, Greek and Roman culture, was replete with nude statues, painting or other types of images, such as on Greek vases. The advent of Christianity, as well as the general decline in civilized life following the collapse of the Western Roman Empire, put a temporary end to the such artwork. And yet, with the advent of Italian Renaissance, a thousand years after the fall of Rome, a revival of interest in nude artwork commenced. And since that time there has been an open controversy, even hostility between those who embrace such artwork as good and beautiful reflections of God’s creation, and those who reject such artwork as evil, harmful manifestation of Satan’s realm.

Aphrodite of Cnidus, a famous nude by Praxiteles.

Aphrodite of Cnidus, a famous nude by Praxiteles.

Praxiteles (4th cent. BC), was one of the greatest sculptures of ancient Greece. The first photo in this post is his most famous extant piece: Hermes and the Infant Dionysius. It may be an original, or it may be Roman copy, but whatever the case, the statue we have today is a brilliant example of the beauty that Greeks sought in their artwork. Praxiteles was particularly renowned for his soft, almost misty depictions of human form. The sinuous contrapposto of Hermes, the main figure, creates a fluidity of form which is remarkable for a marble statue. For the ancient Greeks, as this statue reflects, male beauty was the epitome of the human form, although Praxiteles did do female nudes as well. As a matter of fact, he was the first Greek artist to sculpt female nudes in life size statues.

His most famous work in antiquity was the Aphrodite of Cnidos, seen directly above. It was the first full scale nude statue of a woman. Unfortunately only later copies survive, but the higher quality of these give us some indication of the charm and beauty of the original. It was said to even have engendered sexual arousal in the viewer, which would make it a prime candidate for “porn” and therefore banishment today among some circles.  Is it then, like some cheap video bought at a sleazy adult store thirty years ago, “porn”, because it sparked arousal in men? And yet if you found the original today buried in your backyard, you would become an instant multimillionaire. Whatever the case, as we can tell from this later copy, Praxiteles was a master of creating the female form as well, in both beautiful and erotic ways.

Smut to some, art to others.

Smut to some, art to others.

So what is porn and what is art? There is no answer to this question. The photo above maintains many of the same principles of artistic beauty that Praxiteles mastered over two thousand years ago, and which are universal among all forms of sculpture, painting or photography, namely, grace, balance, and harmony, and yet this photo, because it is of a nude woman, is still inherently problematic in our world.

I find it amusing how the ancient Greeks were perfectly fine with nudity in art; while we in our modern, technologically driven world still struggle in a schizophrenic way with artistic depictions of erotic beauty.

From Sea Nymphs to Forest Nymphs…

18 Saturday May 2013

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Now that I have returned from the “kingdom by the sea”, to quote Poe from his hauntingly beautiful Annabel Lee, I will no longer be encountering the lovely Nereids. I will however have ample opportunities to encounter the equally lovely elusive and dangerous wood or forest nymphs, otherwise known as Dryads (from the Greek word for tree).

The world is too full of different kinds of beauty in different places not to believe in a divine creator of it all…

The End of the Golden Age of Nereids

17 Friday May 2013

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Like some mythical kingdom from the Golden Age, my pleasurable tropical paradise is coming to an end. The Nereids I have come across, so many lovely sea nymphs, so alluring and yet so dangerous, are now returning to their mysterious, caerulian realms. Fortunately I have survived. I will write about my adventures when I return home, weary and happy to see my people, like Odysseus.

After returning safely from a long journey to unknown places,the ocean deities must be thanked and honored. Amen.

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