Orgasm
should be achieved only after it’s been okayed by the Intellect and after it's got the
green light from Morality; otherwise it'll have you - faster than you could say 'come' - in spasms, firmly held down to the
ground with a chance stranger's naked* foot, your soul shooting dustward instead of heavenward. Because the
body** - it’s a beast.
PS In other words: perhaps in Paradise your naked body could be unleashed joyfully and ecstatically to hop around and maybe even sit on many flowers***, but this side of the original sin, your (worked up) body needs to be chaperoned by a more cool-headed pair (like, say, you wouldn't want a slightly tipsy Mrs Grundy to leave a party on her own and walk across Soho Sq without Uncle Benjamin and Auntie Victoria at her side).
PS In other words: perhaps in Paradise your naked body could be unleashed joyfully and ecstatically to hop around and maybe even sit on many flowers***, but this side of the original sin, your (worked up) body needs to be chaperoned by a more cool-headed pair (like, say, you wouldn't want a slightly tipsy Mrs Grundy to leave a party on her own and walk across Soho Sq without Uncle Benjamin and Auntie Victoria at her side).
*or booted up; in this you'll retain your freedom, and only in this
**on its own (I mean: without the former two, mentioned in the text; otherwise in tandem or trio, or whatever the beast tells you) & incorporating the consequences of the original sin
**on its own (I mean: without the former two, mentioned in the text; otherwise in tandem or trio, or whatever the beast tells you) & incorporating the consequences of the original sin
*actually, that's not correct - there's an authoritative and final quote regarding this silly vision of mine; soon to be discussed in greater detail, locally.
(Illustration: itswickedfun.net)
