It’s not so much the case that society forbids sex. Rather, it is that sex is the domain of the forbidden. And so, when we start to accept what was once forbidden, when we get rid of taboos around sex, what happens is that we simply change what people associate with sex.
Jeffrey Dahmer used to say that what he liked about being gay was that it gave him his own private little world, that the rest of society could not intrude upon. When he got in trouble with the police, he’d tell officers that he was just busy with gay stuff. But that was part of the appeal of the gay lifestyle to Dahmer: The fact that this was his own little world where he did not have to follow conventional social norms.
When he woke up one day after getting blackout drunk in a bar, he found himself all tied up in some older guy’s house. The guy was shoving a candle into his rectum. Dahmer left and ended up shitting out the candle. He didn’t get upset over this, it didn’t seem to traumatize him. He just accepted this as part of the gay lifestyle, that this sort of stuff happens to you.
And so, I’m kind of glad, that feminists build new taboos around sex. Because violating those taboos, then becomes the source of pleasure for people. They created taboos around age gaps, sex in a state of intoxication and power differentials, that didn’t really exist in the past, so violating those taboos now becomes the new source of pleasure for them.
I would rather see more taboos, but the old Christian taboos died unfortunately. All of this is especially true for women. The male sex drive is a kind of hardwired thing that grows more flexible as the brain ages. But for women, it is mostly just violation of taboos they have in their head.
Sex is essentially a pleasurable inversion, of the taboos we have in our head. Evolution led our playground to be built in a sewage system. Normally we think of the genitals and the anus as dirty, societies have long lists of taboos around this. To move people towards having sex, the brain has to overcome those taboos and invert them. It has to draw men towards those parts of the body that would normally repel us.
For women, sexual desire makes them attracted to monsters. The same guys that would normally be “creepy” become “interesting”. Porn for women often contains monsters, werewolves and vampires. A lot of women are drawn to depictions of naked bodies covered in blood. Horror films often feature couples being murdered by a monster while having sex.
But the biggest taboo of all of course, are the gender roles. Boys grow up learning how to be a man. They are subtly taught how to walk, how to sit, what to wear, what to say. Boys don’t sit with their legs crossed. Girls undergo the same thing. Girls don’t use curse words. Girls don’t stink. Girls don’t have hair on their legs. Boys don’t wear skirts, girls don’t wear pants. Boys don’t clean the house, girls don’t drive the car. Boys penetrate, girls are penetrated.
Now when you have this whole pattern built into your brain, there is a tension that builds up with it. This is particularly going to be true for autistic people, for whom these patterns will seem more arbitrary and who find it more stressful to adjust to social norms.
But now imagine the inversion. Now imagine the boys get to engage in everything that is feminine, while the girls get to engage in everything that is masculine. This consistent violation of all these taboos is going to feel very pleasurable to them, like a release valve.
And this inversion can extend through all domains of life. Just as some people enjoy having sex in public spaces where they are “caught”, or enjoy showing off their submissive BDSM relationship, people will enjoy showing off the inversion in public. After all, whereas the dirtiness of the genitals and the anus is something very intrinsic and matters for our health outside of any social context, the gendered norms are mostly about being perceived by others to do things right: The husband can’t be seen driven around by his wife. Is he sick? Was he caught driving drunk? Is he just less good at driving than the other men?
So you’re going to end up with a demographic of people, who want to show off their inversion of gender norms. Here’s an example (I apologize in advance):
What motivates older men to do this? Hormone concentrations change as men age, estrogen levels increase and testosterone declines. That will be part of it. But you also have to understand, that after a lifetime of eagerly pursuing your sexual desires, you will have exhausted most taboos.
Sex when stripped of romantic love (of which there is very little left in our society), is ultimately also a power game between individuals of differing social status. People enjoy losing the power game as much as they enjoy winning it. Often they prefer losing it over winning. For men, being forced into the role of a woman, feels as a degradation. It is a form of humiliation, that can be very pleasurable for them.
We have made a society, in which it is very difficult for most men to feel as if they are winning. And when they can’t derive pleasure from feeling dominant and in control, because they can’t convince themselves that they are really in control, they will seek it out from being forced into submission, the role normally played out by women. They will seek out the experience of being forced into violating all these gendered taboos built into their heads.
Most of you will be familiar with the autogynophilia hypothesis of transgenderism. There is obviously some of that going on, particularly with the adult men who have already had a wife and children. But I think it is equally important, to recognize transgenderism as a kind of submissive end destination of the mind, after the exhaustion of all the other taboos.
Men who pursue their sexual desires without any reluctance tend to arrive at the submissive end destination of the mind, because orgasm in men also serves to reduce the drive to dominate. This makes perfect sense when you think about us as group animals, in which there is always the threat of losing genetic diversity or violent conflict between males, due to one dominant male impregnating all the females.
There are also the rarer examples, of men who pursue their sexual desires, violating more and more taboos, who arrive at the dominant end destination of the mind. This tends to result in serial killing and cannibalism, it results in guys like Dahmer, who claimed to be motivated by a need to have complete control over a partner.
There is a sizable demographic of women who go nuts over these sort of guys. This is especially true, when they have a kind of contradiction of extremes, harboring both very effeminate and very masculine traits. Women tend to like the paradox, the 500 year old vampire who looks like a teenage boy. Dahmer is the paradox. He is this shy nerdy homosexual, who doesn’t have his shit together, is sweet to his grandmother and has an asocial interest in nature, but also likes to pick up guys at clubs, kill his sex partners and manages to get away with it in plain sight.
I think in the long run, society doesn’t really manage to function, without taboos around sex. Gender inversion as a taboo is just about finished. Everyone is now just forced to accept the transgender phenomenon, to be able to continue to function in society without being marginalized. The same thing happened with homosexuality decades earlier.
But this doesn’t mean that people are now content. It just means that another sexual taboo has been exhausted. And so as a society, we’re starting to scrape the bottom of the barrel. As always, in recent years, Republicans have become the progressive party, whereas Democrats are now the conservatives. The Republicans have made a rapist pedophile known as Donald Trump president. But importantly, they are in the process of normalizing pedophilia altogether, by appointing Matt Gaetz.
But the next taboos are already lined up. Once pedophilia is rid of its taboos, cannibalism is next to be exhausted:
Why does Trump keep mentioning Hannibal Lecter? It’s easy. Think about it. Trump is a dominant man, who has spent his whole life around beautiful women. He has a bisexual aura over him, there’s an old video of him flirting with Rudy Guliani, who is dressed as a drag queen. He also derives a kind of sexual satisfaction out of forcing other men into submission.
But Trump is also a man, who has exhausted his taboos. He used to walk into the dressing rooms of teenage girls during the Miss contests. He keeps joking about sex with his own daughter. Well, the end state of seeking dominance, is to just eat your enemies. To use their power for your own purpose. That is when you have achieved complete dominance. And his brain is attracted to that, he doesn’t recognize the sexual undertone of it, but it is what he finds fascinating. It is what he did with all the Republicans.
African dictators tend to suffer from the same temptation. Bokassa had a walk-in-freezer, where human bodies were said to be stored for consumption. He is even said to have fed human flesh to foreign dignitaries. Once you have the experience of total power, cannibalism is just the last thing on your list. It is the final way of placing yourself above all rules. There is nothing left after it.
You’ll figure out that we’re in hell eventually.
You keep bringing this up, but I don’t see how it is relevant to what I wrote or why you insist on consistently pushing this idea.
Just look at what you wrote above as a whole. How is that not a description of a condition of existence that is hellish? I could write on why I think sex and what you call inversion are conceptually related in this reality but I’m not getting the sense you really want to hear it right now.
Tryptie, you live in the best possible and infact the only possible world. Think of a theoretical other world without the flaws you find so disturbing. There is always unintended consequences because of the attributes of such a world that would make it even more hellish.
This hardly even dignifies a response; I want to be charitable to you and assume this was a shitpost of some sort but since you sound like you’re serious, how about: a world where pedophilia does not exist? In this hypothetical alternate reality, this phenomenon is about as rare as people being sexually attracted to parking lot garages or avocado cores – it’s simply seen as nonsense, as a result child sexual abuse is nonexistent. Or we could go the route where we ask what if factory farms did not exist and people did just literally anything else to eat? You could even have a world where beings did not need to eat each other at all, if you’re willing to shed the materialist delusion that you’re a collection of atoms and bits. But I feel as though I’m trying to argue that the sky is blue and the grass is green here, if your brain works you should not be concluding that we presently inhabit the best of all possible worlds.
> a world where pedophilia does not exist?
That would be preferable as well as a world without suffering all together. However, it is not possible to have a physical world subject to the laws of physics and containing billions of beings with human-level intelligence combined with free will and not have some of them doing acts that cause suffering to other living beings.
To have cosmic justice we need the principle of contrasts(light and darkness) and the principle of hunger and satiation(no single state lasts forever, desire to experience the opposite always arise given enough time) which are key to the experience of eternal life. If you introduce eternity, life makes sense. If we had only one life, there would no justice in life whatsoever. Darkness and suffering would have no meaning.
>Just look at what you wrote above as a whole. How is that not a description of a condition of existence that is hellish? I could write on why I think sex and what you call inversion are conceptually related in this reality but I’m not getting the sense you really want to hear it right now.
Exactly, Tryptie.
Rad doesn’t want to hear it.
I just want you in my life, Tryptie.
Crotch bulge and all.
Whisper sweet horrors in my ear, friend.
Hold me…?
How I subvert gender norms is I project an anime girl I like onto my anima/personal demon who I summoned fucking around with drugs. Our gender dynamics is that she threatens me with death while cosplaying as Goth Mikasa in my dreams, I get a fear boner, and I self improve by doing things like hitting the gym to impress her. This makes me happy.
This is my ontological belief about reality.
https://i.4pcdn.org/tg/1662305511484085.pdf
>https://i.4pcdn.org/tg/1662305511484085.pdf
It feels like I’m reading some 3rd century AD neoplatonic gnostic tract.
I choose to believe that life is like a video game that’s real and the benefactors are abstractions of my own mind I use to manifest what I want. It’s working. My vision has improved after I used this stupid jumpchain game to manifest physical changes In my body. I also use manifestation subliminals and music.
Nice, I’m glad it works.
I wish anime did anything for me, but it never appealed to me, I liked Pokemon and Dragon Ball Z as a kid, that’s it. My brother had a period when he liked anime when we were teenagers.
There’s just something very hard, asocial and masculine about my personality and it just seems to be incompatible with anime. An image of some anime girl doesn’t do anything for me, it doesn’t summon any emotions.
It annoys me, in the sense that I realize there’s just an entire realm of experiences that is inaccessible to me, in the same way that music just doesn’t do anything for some people.
I download Serial Experiments Lain a while ago, telling myself I was going to watch it, but it’s like a homework assignment that I keep forgetting about.
I grew up being disgusted by real sex for most of my life due to my background, and I was too autistic and fat to even bother trying to flirt with girls as a teenager anyway, so anime was the only way I could even tolerate expressing sexuality in myself in any way. I’m also sort of demisexual and I tend to obsess over characters that have traits I admire.
I’m not so autistic that I’d literally want anime characters to be real and look as they do in cartoons though. The dream demon or whatever looks like a spooky cosplayer (perfection). Unironically it’s the personality that mostly gets me. Plus the eyes. I like pseudo-Yandere girls that scare me. Good luck getting that with a normal person though lmao!
Anyway, saw a theory that Mikasa is the Aztec Obsidian Knife Butterfly Goddess and I think it’s funny this all started with me taking mushrooms. Does this say something about reality? I don’t know, I like to think so.
https://inasianspaces.com/2022/01/09/mikasa-the-butterfly-goddess-theory-lost-girls-ova-review/
I’ve heard good things about Lain, haven’t seen it though.
Of-course the demon actually revolves around spiders instead of butterflies.
a few random anime I thought of that I think are pretty cool:
Sousou no Frieren
Steins;Gate
Parasyte
Cowboy Bebop
Made in Abyss
Mushishi
Majo no Tabitabi
There are a lot of good ones out there tho.
Wait until you encounter a woman who can self-hypnotize. I know two. One needs intoxicated multiple orgasm and goes “away”, this is tricky, but the other one is a sexual unicorn. That woman can deliberately hypnotize herself. And then she is whatever the man tells her she is, feels or touches. The ironic and unexpected part is that what I told her in that state became reality for me too. It was so exciting. This kind of power play is ethereal.
Naturally, women only go into this kind of state when they have 100% trust. The unicorn told me she can remember what happened, but it feels like a dream. I wonder how that is. I became jealous.
Some think that this is rape because they are technically sleeping. I don’t think so. These two women talk, they are aware, but not fully so and they experience the highest highs imaginable and they can remember it AND they seek it out. So…
>Wait until you encounter a woman who can self-hypnotize […]this is tricky, but the other one is a sexual unicorn. That woman can deliberately hypnotize herself. And then she is whatever the man tells her she is, feels or touches. The ironic and unexpected part is that what I told her in that state became reality for me too. It was so exciting. This kind of power play is ethereal.
I knew this woman once.
Once
For 3 years.
I never got over it
This is one of the weirdest, most disturbing essays I’ve ever read.
In the first half RR dwells once again over his fascination with queer cannibal Jeffrey Dahmer, and in the second half he showcases his Trump Derangement Syndrome, calling him a rapist and pedophile, among other things.
The picture posted of that sad old fuck on the beach resembles Klaus Schwab but it’s not actually him.
Men become homosexual over time?
Uh no. Emphatically no.
Gen Z is by far the queerest generation. Chemical pollutants and vaccines probably have a lot to do with that and hopefully RFK Jr can improve that situation within the Trump administration after he gets confirmed as Secretary of HHS.
Your brown “girlboss” was a horrible candidate and was never going to win. I tried to tell you.
And btw 25% of trannies are clinically autistic.
>This is one of the weirdest, most disturbing essays I’ve ever read.
A great insightful essay I would say, he really nailed it.
>Men become homosexual over time?
This is your own interpretation of the essay. Men usually gets more tolerant when their hormone levels drops. If they ”turn gay”, that’s probably how they were wired from the beginning but their testosterone levels made them deny rather than live out their true sexuality.
>Your brown “girlboss” was a horrible candidate and was never going to win. I tried to tell you.
Everybody will hate Trump and Musk within a year or so when it becomes obvious that they have failed, I promise you that.
> But for women, it is mostly just violation of taboos they have in their head.
> Girls don’t stink.
> This consistent violation of all these taboos is going to feel very pleasurable to them, like a release valve.
> people will enjoy showing off the inversion in public.
Not sure if I should post this, but what the heck!
You wrote in an old blog about the golden days of Tumblr, and how it was full of crazy eccentric women who would be their true authentic selves without any fear of judgement. Well I had a Tumblr account and can definitely agree with that assessment.
And Tumblr also used to be full of bizarre porn and fetishes, like you describe in this post. Well there was this one woman on Tumblr I will never forget. In her 20s, from London, she never showed her face but you could tell that she was very physically attractive, she had a perfect hourglass figure. You could tell from her writing style that she was intelligent, she had a love of nature and photography.
So what was so crazy about her? Well, she had this really bizarre sexual fetish where she would eat lots of high fiber foods, then go out in public and deliberately poop her pants. It all started when she was a teenager at a music festival. One of her female friends drank too much alcohol and accidentally sharted. This is what triggered the paraphilia (she is a lesbian).
Usually she would go to a public park. Because she was a lesbian, a big part of the sexual thrill was to have other physically attractive women witness her “accidents”. She carried a tripod and camera to take photos of the aftermath, with her standing in a meadow full of flowers (she was particularly fond of bluebells), with poop stains clearly visible through her skirt/jeans/leggings. Then she would drive home and blog about the experience on her Tumblr page, with detailed descriptions of her emotions, thought process, how she felt, etc. along with photos that she would upload.
She seemed to be a very sensitive soul. She would write about how dogs would always run up to her and sniff her bum. Well, there was one occasion when the dog owner yanked on the leash and the dog yelped out in pain. She would describe how that moment caused her immense mental anguish and agony in the hours that followed.
As her blog evolved, she became much more daring and reckless with her fetish. Instead of a public park, she would go to a busy shopping centre on the weekend, and have her “accidents” in the queue for the ladies toilets, or in an elevator with other people. At one stage, she was shitting herself on rush hour trains.
The bizarre thing was that this lady was just as disgusted by faeces as the average person. But when it was hidden away in her pants it took on an entirely different meaning, and she found it incredibly arousing.
Either she eventually stopped blogging, or Tumblr banned her account, I can’t quite remember. She clearly had feelings of guilt and remorse regarding innocent members of the British public being forced to be witnesses to her fetish against their will. I think she also had bad depression, and may have possibly been on the spectrum.
Her name was Katannauk.
What beautiful retardation. I love humanity.
Damn, that’s so fucked up, I love it.
Thanks for the blow-by-blow!
>Her name was Katannauk
Is it possible her name was “Rintrah Radagast?”
And she liked to shart on her own blog and then write about her feelings about all the onlookers who had things to say about her sharting?
Lolololol
Mehen, you haven’t started doing cocaine, right?
>_>
Anyway, spiritually enlightened women have their shit stolen by reptilian aliens, Eva Draconis doesn’t poop since the red dragon turtle steals her shit. So this theory doesn’t make any sense.
>Mehen, you haven’t started doing cocaine, right?
My nigger, you need to listen to this nigger:
https://youtu.be/4Fc67yQsPqQ?si=hac9cPLHFcbAoAQV
Something I find interesting is that Idi Amin pretty much just ate oranges and human flesh. He said it was for sexual potency, but I think he wasn’t simply arbitrarily retarded. Even if cannibalism is dumb for many reasons.
Oranges and Lemons once peeled look just like the pineal gland. I had this realization earlier as I was going through a sort of ego death due to large amounts of cannabis and put myself into a “magical” state of mind where I felt like a whole universe was contained in my body, and I was both god and also speaking with god who serves as a scapegoat in preserving the self/non-self distinction. This is also around when I began to improve my vision.
Anyway, as I squeezed a lemon the exact same pressure I excreted on the lemon was applied onto my pineal gland. Citrus has vitamin C which helps prevent vision loss. Lemons might be unironically be useful for magic/manifestation and vision.
I’m going on a cannabis break, in the mean time, Rad we have to find you a nice anime waifu. I spent so much time talking about myself I forgot the most important thing. You never have had one. We must modify your brain until you can like anime girls.
Tyrptie you portray yourself as a anime girl, how do we get Rad to embrace the truth?
Perhaps calling it an ego death is not the right term as I still had a sense of personal if expanded identity. “God” in this instance being my previous incarnation, my creator, my father, something to negotiate with, but also me all at once. A basic realization really, no need to keep babbling on that.
I’m actually not sure. I don’t know what accounts for the difference in taste. I always really liked anime. I think reality would be better if it were more like an anime, and less like whatever the hell kind of horrorfest we’re living through right now. Also, I think the ‘art style’ of our reality, for lack of a better way of putting it, is gross. The colours are too muted, there’s too much grime and decay everywhere, too much ugliness. It’s reflective of the type of place it is. It’s not really to my taste, I think anime is one general style of many that is much nicer looking. I kind of just assumed that anyone who valued beauty would feel the same more or less, if they thought about it. I also like how the stories generally depict worlds that are better than our own. Even when the plots are about apocalyptic hellscapes or something, they are still so vastly more appealing than this world that they can be used as a form of escapism.
That’s an interesting viewpoint, have you tried lucid dreaming and/or reality shifting? Unironically, they’re many people who feel as you do and some of them claim success in getting what they want. Might be something to look into. I think looking into lucid dreaming might be the most direct way to escape from material limits if that’s what you’re after like you seem to be.
Personally I like the way the 3rd dimension ultimately looks. Plus, the ugliness just gives you something to contrast the beauty with. At-least to human minds, we need the duality to be able to appreciate nice things People who grow up surrounded by only beauty and purity tend to be one dimensional. Contrast is good I feel.
No need to be cruel, but no need for everything to be nice either. I think it’s alright if there’s some suffering and ugliness; though obviously the modern world is completely degenerate and hypocritical which is why it doesn’t deserve to continue to exist.
>I think reality would be better if it were more like an anime, and less like whatever the hell kind of horrorfest we’re living through right now. Also, I think the ‘art style’ of our reality, for lack of a better way of putting it, is gross. The colours are too muted, there’s too much grime and decay everywhere, too much ugliness. It’s reflective of the type of place it is. It’s not really to my taste, I think anime is one general style of many that is much nicer looking. I kind of just assumed that anyone who valued beauty would feel the same more or less, if they thought about it. I also like how the stories generally depict worlds that are better than our own. Even when the plots are about apocalyptic hellscapes or something, they are still so vastly more appealing than this world that they can be used as a form of escapism.
Comments like these are why I am fond of you, Tryptie. I couldn’t agree more.
By the way, have you by any chance read the book, “Can You Stand The Truth? The Chronicle of Man’s Imprisonment”?
https://www.amazon.com/Can-You-Stand-Truth-Imprisonment-ebook/dp/B00K4CFYO6/ref=mp_s_a_1_1
It started out AWESOME. I was nodding my head the whole time at first, but then the author attempted to do the usual Gnostic head-fake of explaining the problem of evil with weird and tortuous logic, invoking random and repeated quotes from Blavatsky and the Nag Hammadi, constructing some cosmology wherein the Demiurge was in some way independent from the Monad/Source.
(I recently took a trip to a Italy and read it on the plane)
Anyway, I thought of you a lot while I was reading.
*smoochies!*
Top rated comment, which may be of interest to Karen:
This book may challenge your fixed beliefs.
Reviewed in the United States on April 8, 2024
I am eternally grateful that I was fortunate enough to find this book. It’s been the most important book I’ve ever read, by far. It did challenge a few fixed beliefs but I think that’s a good thing. I like to think of myself as curious and open-minded. I was a Christian for most of my adult life but I always had some major questions about the god of the Old Testament. I read the book slowly and carefully. I was thankful that my husband and friend were also reading it at the same time so we did a daily chapter review until it was finished (about 2 1/2 months) We were dedicated! I like how it was written. I found the bibliographical references helpful and important to the text. It does explain how to get out of the demiurge. It truly explains it all. It explains who the True God is, who Satan is, who the True Christ is, who made the earth and universe, who made us humans, and most importantly……how to get out of the reincarnation trap! Read the book and buy and copy for everyone you love! I am reading it a second time through, it’s a page turner!
I don’t read ebooks, and the cheapest paper copy is $41. I read the free sample part on Amazon and the first part I saw inferred the existence of a divine being from the fact that we have a concept of divinity (and I thought that was lame). I did put it in my cart for later just in case a paper copy comes up for a non-ridiculous price. I’d rather read all-of-Tryptie somehow; I am getting tired of intermittently cutting and pasting his/her posts and putting them into emails to myself.
Yeah Tyrptie is my favorite commenter on this site, their posts are always thought provoking.
Thanks, you guys are sweet! ^-^
No, I haven’t read that book though Mehen. Thanks for the recommendation!