whatevs
Mining for copium in the weirdest places.
- Jan 15, 2022
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Today as I was walking my dog I saw a couple (?) walking theirs. As they approached me my eyes slipped over a foggy masculine figure with a moustache to zero in the object of desire: long hair, gracile skeletal structure. Just what the DNA replication doctor prescribed. He keeps walking, she looks at me and greets with a timid smile. An abstract figure that embodies something that I need.
I notice the following. There's really a low-grade, constant, dull pain there as a long term loner. My body is designed to feel some degree of torment by its lack of female touch, especially knowing how it feels. And yet I am also reminded how devastating that touch can become.
So many years without... Many have led that life, monks and such. For me, it's just a background-tier, dull pain. Or perhaps is more than that. We learn to make our pain look and feel smaller somehow, to try and survive.
I notice the following. There's really a low-grade, constant, dull pain there as a long term loner. My body is designed to feel some degree of torment by its lack of female touch, especially knowing how it feels. And yet I am also reminded how devastating that touch can become.
So many years without... Many have led that life, monks and such. For me, it's just a background-tier, dull pain. Or perhaps is more than that. We learn to make our pain look and feel smaller somehow, to try and survive.