Thank You For Your Sex™ – Lena.FM

Sex Blogged is like Tao Spoken – with very, very, very few exceptions. That’s what struck me about Daisy’s blog – it was definitely an exception. She writes about the spiritual part of it and that’s what sex is, at least to me. “It’s not a blow job, it’s a deeply spiritual experience,” – she says. I agree!

You know what else I like about it? It is about the truth, not about the ego. There is a difference between O’Henry and the Upanishads. In our day and age, everybody wants to be right: monogamists scold polygamists till their proper asses get caught in cheating, and polygamists look down at monogamists till their naughty asses fall in love. And I get mad at both because I just want to live my life. But enough preamble. [...]

I hate throwing around words that point at nothing but the presenter’s mechanical ability to quote Proust. Can anybody please enlighten me what is the fucking big deal is? Is it a sigh of some fucking exclusivity or something?

It is all lovely when you are thirteen (Fine. Nineteen if you are a late bloomer). But when you are twenty five and up, and you still rejoice in showcasing your familiarity with Proust…are you serious? Let me grab my cup of green tea and leave the room. I’ve seen this conversation countless times, it has gotten really fucking boring.

I devoured Proust around the same time I started having my period. It was a prerequisite within my circle of friends. A basic one. At the time, I thought he was exquisite. [...]

If there is one thing that drives me insane consistently, it is inconsistency. It makes me lose my mind and my temper, and it tempts me to act like a crazy bitch.

Example: switching songs in the middle.

Example: changing up the style mid-sex. [...]

I don’t think I am in the position to attack any ideas because, for one, I believe that if an idea is there, there is a need for it, and for two, I’ve had plenty of my own that were not based on anything real (but I was none the less convinced). So I feel very benevolent towards Lindsey and respect her right to stand by what she believes in. For herself.

That said, I am very much disturbed by the notion of passing a personal preference onto young children who don’t yet have the capacity to choose based on their reality. I can only imagine the amount of “Release Your Inner Goddess” seminars those kids (girls) will have to purchase in the future to get rid of the complexes attained by being taught that virginity is some kind of a virtue [...]

Lindsey’s story is a little bit of a sales pitch for her book but I left it as is for authenticity. Behind every sales pitch, there is a pair of eyes and a heart.

Personally I strongly believe that sex ed should be done by people who practice the deed, not by the ones who abstain for whatever reason. But I am not going to get into this discussion right now because it is a bottomless can of worms.

Wishful thinking. Of course I am. [...]

So yesterday, I ran into this dude.

Three years ago, we did the nasty. [...]

Since everybody around me is talking about how rewarding it is to work in sex industry, I feel a need to comment on my very personal view on that.

The basics: what one chooses to do with one’s body is that person’s business – as long as he or she doesn’t impose it on anybody. That seems obvious. [...]

When I was little, I read a book that impacted me a lot. It was a story of a wife who left her normal husband for some kind of romantic love and eventually had to become a prostitute, not a happy fairy with a blog – but a fallen ex-fairy who was forced by poverty and desperation to go with the program and suck foreign dirty dicks and be beaten by an indifferent pimp. Broken.

A woman who is not afraid to self-express —> a prostitute. It was a message. Somehow, I wanted that. Not the pain, no, that scared the shit out of me – but the freedom of self-expression at any price.

I was nine. [...]

Here is my deal. I grew up without porn. As in, zero porn flicks in the entire duration of my puberty years. I don’t know how it happened. The first porn flick I saw was when I was married. And then I was all, “This is retarded. Sex is so much better in real life!” [...]

Yes, I am bragging. Sort of. But the sacred truth is, I am only bragging because everybody is making such a big deal out of it. [...]

If you like chocolate, after a while do you get bored to just eat it? Do you feel the desire to start sticking it into your ass instead?

My point! Not that there is anything wrong with sticking chocolate in your ass. [...]