Signpostings

Relationships in a World of Individualism

  • rWorld

    The rWorld is about more than Dale Kuehne's book Sex and the iWorld.
    The rWorld is a New England based, non-profit (in formation), that is composed of a growing number of people and organizations from many faith and ideological backgrounds worldwide. We believe that much of the fulfillment for which women and men are looking can be found by enhancing the quality of our relationships. While the individual freedom we enjoy in the West is a gift, the love and intimacy for which humans yearn will not be found in self-serving materialism or hedonism, but in a variety of healthy relationships.

    Contact us if you'd like get involved:
    scr.im/rwld

  • Dale Kuehne

    Sex & the iWorld

    Professor of Politics and The Richard L. Bready Chair for Ethics, Economics, and the Common Good at Saint Anselm College, Manchester, NH.

    In this blog I'm highlighting signposts of the world in which we presently reside as a means of helping promote a civil, and meaningful dialogue about what kind of world in which we wish to live. I am particularly interested in exploring how might we reconcile the individual good and the common good, and where reconciliation isn’t possible, which should take precedence and why.

    I also blog at Sharewik.com

    [Content Caution]

Confessions of a Sex Addict

Posted by dalekuehne on January 19, 2012

For the guy who has everything, except what he craves.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-16469222

There’s this strange feeling invading me in all my being
It prevents me from all kind of thoughts
Without humanity
Inaccessible things torture me, gnaw my entrails

I am slave to this unknown entity
A burning demon watching me in each place I can go
An external part makes my life unbearable
My last moments of peace are when I see it bleed
As I pierce it through an through
My reason is drowning in ain
Absence of delight

There’s this strange feeling invading me in all my being
It prevents me from all kind of thoughts
Without humanity, inaccessible things torture me, gnaw my entrails
Disharmonic nature between human being and animal kingdom

Sex-addicted
Blind is the soul as you rise in bestiality
Psychotic world ruled by twisted sexuality
Nowhere to hide if you need to escape
I mutilate

As the blood runs from the sores, I feel guilty
The days are gone, only stay the scars of my wrath
Hidden in silence, followed by its presence
Can’t be delivered from my own-existence
Monomaniac

Tomorrow the time will come and the wounds will be closed
The constant persecutions will never end no more
Once again I won’t be alone and will lose the control
And you’ll take the entire place in me, my dark tormentor

Sex-Addict by Benighted from Identisick (2006)

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