“Sex,” ultimately, means nothing other than the mode whereby societies organize themselves under the most irreducible terms; these terms can be understood as the “atomic elements” of any possible foundational study of social reality (i.e. sociology). The result is that anyone who claims the ability to truly reorganize society – including for the purpose of the institution of sustainably peaceful lifestyles – must have the ability to arouse the sexual impulses of others. All purely intellectual appeals as well as non-sexual emotional appeals are doomed to failure. Sexual appeal is a necessary (but far from sufficient) condition for the emergence of a modern peace movement.
How is peace possible?
Struggle is part of natural selection and peace would mean atrophy, stagnation, degeneration.
Paternalism deals with human sexuality.
The species is not monogamous.
Monogamy is a technology, a meme, via ethics, imposing limits on male and female promiscuity.
Its benefit is that it integrates males into cohesive unities, minimizing masculine competitiveness.
Empire decline begins with an increase in sexual dysfunctions and paraphilia, rendering sex unable to maintain human resources.
The group gradually loses its competitive power.
Is that why Bill Clinton was president?
Spoken like a true genital.
What you’re saying here is society, at large, that is the vast majority of people, are basic animals merely responding to primal urges such as sexual desire and impulse.
Makes sense. Look at society, look at the species.
Sex is sex.
Let the sexually-preoccupied produce pornography for my leisure.
Let the minds do the thinking and “reorganizing” if need be.
Personally I prefer to be autonomous.
That’s almost like saying the species is capitalist.
Individuals are different. You can’t determine my mating preferences.
But it’s almost like saying that if you can not prefer one or the other sex, as if you were playing a tossuped choice of either gender for a mate, then perhaps choosing a more complex game like chess, may better determine an enhanced result to avoid being mated at the end.
Just a casual remark, en passant
Was that an intended pun? No clue what is being said here.
Well , pun just to get out of the swizzle, but the idea behind it, gender choice may not occur as freely , nor as determined , as supposed, and there are levels and levels of subliminal inferences may lie dormant.
Peace can only result in as near transparently obvious to most who care to venture there
Can you word your statements any better?
Gender choice?
Mating is a competition. Humans are animals competing for resources and mates.
What is peace, anyway? No one has defined it here.
Even if one has no issues with gender choice they will with mating. Mating is a competition. Not lovey dovey nonsense as portrayed in media.
Ok try
Words are ameliated thoughts, feelings, perceptions, perceptions leveled upon levels upon levels, crushed between pressures created by meanings to assemblies of voluminous new types of directions,
The directions veers from up and down, the pressures are screaming and revolting against the morally uplifted, now cum ironic inversion that supposed to liberate from the amalgamated ( oops Freud slip) moral weight, but as it is lifted from that position, the reversal does not come easy.
The moral top heavy leaves a vacuous what now brown cow morally suspect antimony, and the analogous negation ex-communicates its antithesis.
The dialect weighs on the meaning through the dialectical uncertainty, and the apologist line up for penance.
Words become simply not reduciable and ethical judgements become confirming and confrontationally ambiguous.
The cow, sacred for supplying milk, come to beat real pastures, and the two main adversaries left are really begotten folk of previous brotherhood, and vie best upmanship.
The heathen always another kind of brotherhood look on from a distance, denying and familial relationship, and become the grey in synthetic or sympatethic permenantly jinxed ou. So the become violent and unforgiving.
This does not go on in a vertically fixed matrix, but conjure of revolving ways to catch their version of heathens in the act.
What this type of eternal absolution means, asks only a slight deference to a past riddled with religious global wars, that are never forgotten or forgiven.
So here come the meaning ful viannese positivists, trying to reverse again that which has already been untoppled.
Did it work? Yes to a certain extent, but an ounce of doubt into what situations and contexts the can universally be fitted, shows the fault of those who thought Esperanza or the leage of nations was a way to go,
Wars are fun things to entertain the bored overfed so called sympathizers, who belch on their tv dinners while watching another children’s hospital go up in smoke, or where pregnant aborted ladies scream in agony, after being forcibly raped by a battalion starved liberators try to make love not war, at least while the short lived pause ensues.
Gotta look that word because I feel I am in some kind of roll here.
So now to try to reconnect the trains of thought cut off by the aformentioned levels, as they are rarely coherently recollected in their intended sequential format, the sense of which as or more important nevertheless, it is becoming clearer by the minute that words out of context are rarely useful anyway, the connect with other ideas which are supposedly hiding behind them, if they are still stand for any idea at all by this time.
So words what peace means and all that, my friend if I may call you that, may stand for a piece of pie or what it.
What matters most then when peace is disrupted definitially, is, that if there was no alliances made, a great general social regression occurs and cuvilization becomes so discontended that orgies of warlike behaviors form until thr moral law either relents or enforced progressive reforms that never work anyway and the more is given the more is demanded, and then everyone wants to sit on sofas in front of tv sets and gorge on pizzas, while watching porn or,they will join brothers in arms on streets and in capitols demanding social Justice.
Words words and more words, what ever happened with modesty, higher values, beautiful preparation and romantic love?
Descriptions abound but sirrily fall on deaf ears.
Was gonna erase all this, but I’m thought why? Just go with it, like fritz pearls said of in and out of the garbage can, cheap thrills can live with stylish trash and elegant UN tasteful junk.
Like modern foods, loaded with preservatives, junk, all filler, no substance.
You are what you eat.
Ok you could have deserved more as well, as an afterthought though a reminder of Hungarian guil, as the Austrian Hungarian positivism revisioned or tried to change the meaning through their positivist circle, out of some sense of guilt , as did they feel compelled
to imagine a more equitable world through the filled in imagery, that Hungarian film makers had a lot to do with in film as well, there is a parallel here an amalgam, that shadows this opposing flow of anti still life, dialectical recollection, I think even Joyce alludes to the triple character of bloom -vurag- attests that such continental shifts from the objective dialectic, is
cut and the flow of persona is such describes the multiplicity…
There is an imagined obsessive need to cut up, and still, or cut up into stills, that maybe were I’ll fittingly recollected,
Such is the in-Versace paradox between the failure to a past recaptured, as if, such effort is inhabits a different , non material objective’s rebound.
The character in Joyce is sex obsessed, a tenuously held romantic idiom, soon to loose it’s literal depth of fleeting imagery, into the supposedly real replication of the flow of many stills into a semblance of reality.
The antagonistic paradox is well hidden, but as revisions go, they flowed in a deterministically divided direction.
If Byron was alive today, he probably could not envision a sonnet resembling pornographic unadulterated meaning out of it, but Mary Shelley’s vampire could concievly be turned to some romantic motive.
And yes welcome to ILP, may you find peace here, most here are here, to please.
Disassociation as well but rare to form, most being put upon ordinary post humanistic meanderings.
English must not be your native language.
How come you’re using Styxhexenhammer666’s photo as your avatar?
Isn’t his name Yarl or something like that?
I prefer a leader who does not elicit any sexual response whatsoever, & makes you wonder if they even feel passionate with their spouse (but who is warm towards them in a way they are not with others). Someone impervious to the flirtations of another other than their spouse. That is someone who commands my respect.
Didn’t read the rest.
Actually was tossed turned last night , more then usually and thought lots of things .
I thought of my dearly beloved far long, far flung into night, and gonna write something about them was gonna do it and canno have chosen a better time I know Joseph Conrad was skilled second language mastered the art and no idea how and when he found the time.
So muses, beg you to elevate me by energy in fusion and connect these pieces to be somehow translate into a one piece piece entitled or concocted a title : “vignettes” how to do it very challenging but for any and everyone’s sake need vignettes to turn readable full of sense.
That sex too will be mentioned oh well try making it palatable, and how insightful the message if any should become.
Just a necessary plan befor, and hopefully here after. Others will let slide cause too many cooks ruin.
Now, must you understand it has taken all these years to come to this point, of no return , otherwise what must think, you, who patiently been bombarded by so many pellets, probably feeling that this man here , uncouth and insensitive , but, course searching desperately for limits, tested the athmosphere, and in no way found any bar to an ambitious maybe possibly surely
Too ambitiosly over the top but then the top may as well be designated circus ones, so where to put’Vignettes’?
Certainly not sticking to a format or anything presumed addressed to 666 hell place.
Where is it? The rest, the rest my kingdom for a rest.
War on the inside, war on the outside.
Prioritize according to self=other.
The other rose to top, the self sank to the bottom.
And then slowly it arose , the compression more weary of decompressing, than of the weight, hold breath do yoga, or yogas, especially yantra and do a mantra out of innumerable sutras especially the lotus.
Who?
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Re. the op… rousing -not arousing- speeches, thanks. ¿What does the guy think politics is? a porno…
…then again, we are talking about Dennis Kane here, the known-stalker of University students. 
What a gross belief to want to see materialise, into a reality. 