["Are you saying there's a powerful healing effect— a kind of soul curing— that happens as a result of the intense erotic experiences you describe?
Yes. Self understanding, working out the problems, and healing ourselves of the negative conditioning that we received in many cases, and opening out into the ecstatic states. I want to push ecstasy. To me, that's the biggest problem: Ninety-nine percent of all the people in this country are not only touch-starved, they're ecstasy-starved. They are not experiencing regular ecstasy, other than perhaps for a few seconds when they have an orgasm. What I'm trying to say is that there are ways not only of having much more ecstasy on the way to orgasm, but there are ways of prolonging it after orgasm. This changes the whole way in which we look at life and life life. I think the whole world is going to be a lot better off the more ecstasy it experiences.
If every man and woman were having one full, intense orgasm per day by sexually love-worshipping themselves and others, without guilt, it would transform our species and change the course of evolution in the direction of the fulfillment of human potential. Worship is the only word I know in our language that comes close to expressing what I want to say, which is a sense of awe. It's the kind of sense of awe that I think an infant has, when it first comes out of the womb, for its mother and father. I think that's the experience we really want to have, but the sense of worship has been so lost or atrophied in our civilization that people don't even see that as a possibility in their love life.
Part of my problem is that we have so little commitment to ecstasy in our culture. There is almost no support in our society for exploring the thing called raw ecstasy, and therefore people tend to think of it as a very optional kind of exploration, and very expendable. For most people, ecstasy is just icing on the cake of life, whereas I'm trying to tell that it's a large part— if not the whole part— of the cake.
As I say in my book, "For me a day without cosmic erotic ecstasy is like a day without sunshine!" But for the overwhelming majority of people today, in this sense, there are no sunny days. And without them the erotic animal vitality, personality, and creativity just shrivel up and atrophy. Then it is easier and easier for the repressed, power-mongering types to herd everyone into 1984. I fear for our species. No wonder we are so fascinated by the dinosaur experiment in evolution— we're afraid that we look like another dead-ender.
How can I convey to my species the feelings of my heart with regard to all this? Perhaps you will understand if you listen sometime again to that great song "Come Back To Sorrento," as rendered by some great voice, hearing it this time as a parable of our humanity's deepest unconscious declaring its undying love for cosmic erotic ecstasy and imploring us heart-rendingly to "return" to erotic ecstasy, or— in the final words of the song— "Or I must die."]
gummygunk
stormborns
pixelskylines
vaporwave
jacobvanloon
