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The Beauty and Power of Prayer

28 Friday Jun 2013

Posted by Racer X in religion, spirituality

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It is a strange and wonderful thing how belief in God works. It is something that is really quite ineffable. Recently, there have a lot of stresses in my life. Stress is not good for me, especially for me heart. So I do what I can to lessen the stressors, but sometimes life throws things at you that are impossible to avoid. The past few days, weeks and even months have been like that for me.

When I feel great stress, or have great worries and concerns, I feel an instinctive need to deepen my prayer life. Prayer has always an important part of my daily life, but there are times, more often than I would like to admit, that I neglect this essential part of religious experience. As I have written before, I have a simple and favorite prayer: the Rosary. This traditional Catholic devotion, practiced for centuries, has always been a part of my prayer life. Without it I would be totally adrift with my spiritually. Although mostly associated with old ladies and nuns, monks or priests, the Rosary is a prayer that has a long, deep and rich history among common and everyday Catholics. It is both meditative and instructive. Its longevity over the centuries attests to its power. It is, for me, the most beautiful of all Catholic devotions.

What does prayer give you? Among the many benefits of prayer, rather than being simply a means of communicating with God, or a hope of some concrete change for improving your personal circumstances, prayer gives you the strength and ability to endure and even overcome all the various vicissitudes of life. I wonder why there are so many people of great faith who suffer such terrible things. This of course is one of the inexplicable mysteries of religious belief: if there is a God, then why do people suffer? There is no clear and easy answer to this question. We only have to think back on the Sandyhook shootings and of all the parents who lost children, many of whom I am sure are people of deep faith, people who were suddenly and irreparably confronted with a suffering and tragedy beyond comprehension. I am sure they pray too. I am sure they are close to God. And yet they suffer terrible things. And yet those with the deep prayer life, although their lives are tremendously damaged, will find the strength to endure their sufferings, and even find an eventual peace. Prayer has that sort of power. There are many things such as this that prayer gives us.

The miracle for me, when it comes to prayer, is how completely and powerfully it calms and soothes the soul. Once that calm and peace comes, then we can deal better with the stresses of life. Then, when we have this renewed confidence in dealing with our problems, we are better able to overcome them, and find victory in whatever small or large battles we may be fighting. And even if victory is not ours, at least initially, prayer gives us the ability to endure life until we do achieve victory. This is real. This is concrete. And for me, this is a clear reflection of the God’s guidance and presence in our lives and in our world. Prayer is communicating with the The Divine, with God, with the Power and Love and guides the entire universe. When we communicate with this Divine Power, with this Divine Love, we reap tremendous benefits. The benefits may not be immediate, or what we even expect, but the benefits will be there. God wants us to succeed in life, to be happy and prosperous, and contribute to building his kingdom on this earth, while at the same time preparing ourselves, and others, for his heavenly kingdom. Prayer is the indispensable help for us in all this.

There is a kind of beauty to prayer. There are many wonderful things about prayer, really, too many for me to write about in one little post, or in twenty volumes of weighty theological tomes. Most of all, in the end, it is simply the closeness I feel to God, the sense of being part of the magnificent complexity of the entire universe; that I, one small and insignificant speck of dust in this vast ocean of life, am still connected with the ultimate source and power of all our existence. I feel that as real as I feel the earth under my feet, the sun above my head, the wind against my skin. I often think of life as a journey, as a constant path along which we are walking, and prayer guides me along this path, especially during the dark and difficult days, and without prayer I could do nothing. As John Paul II often said, “Without prayer we can do nothing”.

Prayer is an act of love, love between God and ourselves, and love among each other.

Monday Beauty

24 Monday Jun 2013

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What better way to start the week than with a little bit of beauty…

My Summer Harem

22 Saturday Jun 2013

Posted by Racer X in spirituality, women

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I have to admit that I have a completely schizophrenic nature when it comes to sex and spirituality. Most of my detractors have been especially fond of highlighting the inherent contradictions between my self professed spiritual beliefs and my equally deep longing for sexual stimuli and experiences.

I have realized at this point in my life, after a decades of trying to subdue the vehement and tempestuous nature of my sexuality, that this is a futile effort. Well, I realized this a long time ago, but now I have only come to accept this. What I did not realize in that past was that this powerful sexuality was not somehow in complete contradiction to spiritual longings. In many ways these two parts of our personalities are the flip sides of the same coin. The flight into sexual pleasure is similar to the flight in spiritual ecstasy; both provide us an entry into a world that is different from our everyday, predictable routines. Both provide us with a certain kind of union: the sexual, a union with another person; the spiritual, a union with the Divine. In this way both provide us with an antidote to our inherent loneliness as autonomous beings. The difference is this: with sexuality, we often have a rather transitory experience, and seek that experience over and over again; whereas with the spiritual, the experience is usually much more permanent, attainable, and even satisfying. Prayer and meditation feed the soul and mind in a way that sexual pleasure cannot. In this respect I have to say that the spiritual is the higher realm, even the better; but that is not to say that the sexual is somehow bad or evil or to be avoided. The sexual is still good. It is just as powerful as the spiritual. Because of this, I think both must be integrated in a healthy way.

Some of us simply have powerful, overwhelming sexual drives. I am one of those. Just there are freakish athletes in the world who can do things most people cannot, so this is true for those of us in the sexual realm. My lovers have always enjoyed this part of me; it is something I was simply born with, and it originates from a deep well of sexual desire and stamina. Why this is I am not sure. I suspect it is simply a matter of biology. For whatever reason I have been blessed with an enormous amount of testosterone which in turn fuels and equally enormous sexual appetite. I have always had a strong, muscular body to channel that. It also means I have had to live within an unconventional world of sexual experiences and relationships.

Although earlier in my life I thought marriage might be a good idea, and was even engaged two times, I know now that the married life, a commitment to one person and the responsibilities of children, would not have been a good thing for me. I simply need sexual variety. I also need my freedom to pursue my goals in life, sexual or not. As far as the sexual, I am driven to experience as many women as possible. Although I always practice safe sex and have no desire to impregnate a woman, because I do not want to be hampered by children, still, the desire to spread my seed in as many woman as possible drives my sexual history. Monogamy was never for me. What has always fascinated me is how many women also find monogamy to be a difficult paradigm to live within. For women, however, there is much less societal approval for their own sexual freedom, and much greater pressure, to somehow live the traditional life of a devoted wife and mother. Of course there are simply biological reasons for this too: the biology (and sociology and psychology) shows us that after about five years, many women begin to get bored with their monogamous relationships. Why? This is the natural cycle for them to bear and raise a child to the point of some independence, and nature has ordained that we should seek genetic variety to keep the species strong, so many women naturally begins to look for other men to impregnate them after about five years of being with one partner. Of course most women fight this tendency in our world; but that does not mean they are going to win that fight. Rather, it means that roues such as myself, the Racer X’s of the world, will understand that a woman is most easily seduced once she begins to feel that longing for sexual variety in her own life. I cannot tell you the number of women I have been involved with in these types of situations, but it has been dozens. My own experiences, as well the social sciences, confirm in my mind this basic, ancient, and biological reality of our human existence. For the most part we are creatures wired for sexual variety, both men and women.

There are few more delightful experiences than meeting former lovers. The sex is familiar and satisfying. Although the thrill of the new is not there, after a few years apart, there is a different type of thrill of renewed physical acquaintance. I also enjoy seeing how a woman has grown sexually since she first experienced the divine pleasures of being completely and thoroughly ravished by Racer X. As I have often written here, one of my greatest pleasures in life is tapping into, revealing and unleashing a girl’s inner, hidden and often repressed sexuality, a girl’s “inner whore” to use an old phrase. While most men cannot reconcile their need for both a sexual girlfriend and the potential wife and mother of their children, being trapped in the eternal Madonna/whore complex, I on the other hand, having rejected the traditional notions of monogamy, rejoice in sharing with as many woman as possible the unbridled pleasures of sexuality; I do not condemn women for being sexual beings; rather, I want them to be as sexual with me, and whoever else they want, as much as possible. I don’t care. I like meeting and being involved with women who are deeply sexual in their own right and unafraid of that.

I enjoy variety...

I enjoy variety…

Plus, there is just the pure thrill and pleasure of variety. Everyone is different. This can be fascinating. Women are much less predictable when it comes to their sexual experiences and proclivities, so discovering this with each new lover is always one of the greatest joys of endless variety. Even more enjoyable is introducing a previously self conscious and sexually conservative girl to the joys of unbridled sexual pleasures and experiences. To put it bluntly: every girl has her inner whore waiting to be unleashed. One former lover of mine, shocked and amazed and most satisfied after a long summer afternoon of sweaty fucking, said to me, “I did not know people could have sex for hours on end like that!” Her previously nice but sexually dull boyfriend unfortunately was unable to provide her with such an experience.

And yet she felt guilty over her one day of complete sexual abandonment with me. After a few months of flirting and seductive talk, we fucked only once, and although she enjoyed every minute of our love making, she immediately had to return to her self imposed and societal accepted role as a “good girl”. Why was this? Guilt, that famous, infamous, and inherently neurotic part of the female psyche. Women feel guilty about everything, but they feel most especially guilty about experiencing sexual pleasure outside the traditional boundaries of socially sanctioned relationships. But this is the contradiction in women I love exploring: their hidden need for sexual variety, their willingness to experience forbidden sexual pleasure, that part of them deep inside that is purely sexual, and then the guilt they flagellate themselves with after they have acted out on their surprising (to them) sexual desires, or allowing themselves to be seduced into sexual pleasure by men such as me. So many desire sex and nothing but sex; and yet too many hate themselves afterwards for doing so. Rare is the woman who is comfortable enough with her sexuality that she can be free to experience and explore as much as she likes, guilt free, without reservations. Such women only emerge in their late twenties or thirties as best. Or perhaps that is the point in their lives that the rationalization hamster begins to tire out and they simply start to accept their own sexuality, conventional or not.

In my experiences, most girls, however and sadly, will never find that inner whore, condemning themselves through societal pressure to live the too often stifling lives of the good girlfriend, the good wife, and the ultimately bored partner, someday only too ready to be seduced by men such as myself, and experience that one afternoon of hot, forbidden fucking they have previously only heard about from their more “slutty”  friends. Their own self imposed guilt about exploring their sexual desire and experiences will be the key that locks them into that life long prison of predictable erotic mundanity with their vanilla, beta provider boyfriends and husbands. And yet this provides a rich crop of potential harvest for degenerates such as myself, and this is true because the biological realities of our existence are not going to change after 50,000 years. The species needs genetic variety to remain strong, and women, as much as men, are forever bound to the laws of nature.

Now, where the spiritual fits into all this, where love and God and the divine play in, is the subject of a different post.

The main theme of this blog since its inception has always been the tension between sexuality and spirituality. That remains true today. It remains true in my own life still. It will remain true forever, at least for me. It is part of my journey. Now, in the meantime, let me praise the pleasures of the harem. Yes, Racer X does indeed enjoy such things.

The Summer Solstice

21 Friday Jun 2013

Posted by Racer X in nymphs

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Today is the summer solstice, the longest day of the year. What a happy time when we enjoy the most abundant sunshine (at least those of us in the northern hemisphere)! And with summer sun and warmth comes all those other benefits and blessings of nature, such as the one above. The dryads, or wood nymphs, come out in droves during the summer. Ah yes, truly summer is the best time of the year!

Just be careful not to get caught in the snares of one of these alluring but dangerous creatures…

What is Faith?

19 Wednesday Jun 2013

Posted by Racer X in spirituality

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Pope John Paul II

Pope John Paul II

What is faith? To me, faith resembles those times when we are wandering about, lost and confused and searching for the right path, like Dante in the dark forest, and all we have is the hope, the trust and the belief that we will eventually find our way out, out of the darkness and into the light, despite what our present, gloomy circumstances are telling us. We trust and believe that God is ultimately guiding our steps no matter how bleak things may seem, no matter how tempted we are to despair, and remembering all the time that our final destination is not an earthly one, but a heavenly one.

Daily Dose of Beauty

18 Tuesday Jun 2013

Posted by Racer X in daily dose of beauty

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It has been raining quite a bit in my neck of the woods. What better way to cheer up one’s dampened spirits than with a little bit of beauty?

Remember Anna Kournikova?

16 Sunday Jun 2013

Posted by Racer X in Uncategorized

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What ever happened to Anna Kournikova?

What ever happened to Anna Kournikova?

Now that we are between the French Open and Wimbledon, the high point of the tennis year, I often wonder what ever happened to Anna Kournikova? She was once quite the tennis celebrity, although she never really won anything significant in singles (she was good as a doubles player, having won two titles at the Australian Open with Martina Hingis).

I like this time of year: summer, warmth, lots of sunlight, and hot tennis babes.

Poetry: Dreamy Lust

14 Friday Jun 2013

Posted by Racer X in poetry

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I love to feel some soft, sweet pleasures;
the touch of lips, the lovely glances
of delight. Now, as night returns
and all my dreams seem true, I feel
the heat of love within my soul
as I search for God among my thoughts.
And where is lust? She is there too,
waiting to be embraced by me
and fed her due, until satiated
I fall asleep amid my dreams.

–Racer X.

Nerdy Girls

11 Tuesday Jun 2013

Posted by Racer X in women

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I have always found nerdy girls to be hot...

I have always found nerdy girls to be hot…

I have always had a thing for nerdy girls. Beneath the intellectual veneer a freak is usually waiting to be unleashed. She just needs the right man to tap into her hidden, secret sexuality…

Mountains, both Mystical and Magnificent.

09 Sunday Jun 2013

Posted by Racer X in beauty, nature, spirituality

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The Patagonia, in South America.

The Patagonia, in South America.

Recently I have been reading a bit about mountaineering. I used to climb mountains at one time, nothing major, just the White Mountains in New Hampshire. Unfortunately after a recent injury mountain climbing is not something I can really do again. I do however retain a deep love for the power and beauty of mountains. There is something truly mystical about a mountain. A lot of great peaks of the world, like Everest, are actually worshiped as gods by the local cultures. And it is no wonder: a mountain is something that is magnificent, foreboding and terrifyingly alluring. We are nothing, so puny, in comparison to these gigantic structures of rock, ice and snow. Like the ocean, mountains seem to possess their own power; they are approached at great peril, and are constantly reminding us of our own weakness and dependence upon the benevolence of nature or God. When we see the top of a mountain slightly hidden in a swirl of clouds or mist, it is hard not to think of divine things. The austere, grand beauty of such creations can truly touch the soul, and bring us a greater harmony not only with nature, but with God.

More of the Patagonia

More of the Patagonia, stunningly beautiful and magnificent.

Yeah, mountains rock. The photos above are from a most stunning range of mountains, the Patagonia in South America. I never seen it in person, but after seeing this photo, I would most certainly love to! It is truly magnificent, a wonder of God’s good and grand creation.

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