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:
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  • 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]

Fashionable Anorexia: Real Women Becoming Virtual Women

Posted by Dale Kuehne on November 29, 2012

Will men please step up and say NO to virtual women.

Will women?

http://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/health-and-families/health-news/hundreds-of-websites-urging-girls-to-starve-for-perfection-8360545.html

Inhale your own worst obssession
Forgive me mother
Inhale, forget the one you’re waiting for
The adversary – accusation
The last fall is endless
Await the blade upon your tiny chest

I miss an existence I don’t even know
My addiction
I’ve seen the universe in your eyes
I’ve seen the beauty that never dies
Mother

Mother Anorexia engraves my veins
There’s blood and anger all under my nails

Mother Anorexia, my hope was fake
Mother Sephirah, they never existed
Mother Anorexia

I miss a sacrifice
No weakness, no instinct, no vileness
I’ve seen the angels prostitute=
I’ve seen my loss so cute
I’ve seen the universe in your eyes
I’ve seen the beauty that never dies
Mother

I live in fear – I hate myself
Wanna make love with myself
While cutting deep inside my flesh

Shallow’s your own worst deception
Betray me mother
Swallow and kill the one you believe you love
The way to your perfect immolation
The last fall is endless
Await my hand upon your offered breasts

Now your embrace the no one can take, the never, the always
A colder fear…
Poison’s getting closer to me
So pure innocent child
Untouchable, virgin like
Not as dark as I thought it was


Anorexia Nervosa by Mother Anorexia from New Obscurantis Order (2001)

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