Deadness

Why is it that what turns me on at the moment is images of women’s thighs and cunts, videos of women masturbating, coming?

I’m thinking about the strategies I have for making myself feel alive, when I’m struggling with a feeling of deadness. And I’m revisiting my past.

We all have things that make us feel alive, that remind us of our vitality, of our connection to the universe. Here are some of those things of mine.

There’s something dead inside of me. Also, sirens.

Most of what I want can be boiled down to the feelings associated with transient states, to impermanent, short-lived sensation.

Like any technology, porn can be used for good or for ill.

Won’t you help me be hungry?

I sometimes forget that I am alive. Or rather, not so much alive as “extant.”

Marina finally sets a boundary, and I’m relieved.

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