November 25, 2009
Discovered something in sex

Turns out Im not addicted to it because of the feeling… or rather because of the exstacy.
When I feel that feeling… and it’s being done right… I actually, don’t think.

For a fraction of my time I feel no urge to think, contemplate or solve ANYTHING.
Until that moment when it ends (or the multiple depending on the situation), I actually am not plagued by thought.

It is almost like writing philosophy or fiction, or finally ending the err’s of a program! But rather than ending due to satisfaction, my process is eliminated by the lack of need!

I’m not addicted to sex, I’m addicted to freedom…
Freedom from my own gift, and my own curse…