Today, I decided to open a new section on Sundays about random topics that I like, apart from Colombia or travel.
This is the first one…
If you observe how you make love, you will yourself feel that everything is boring.
And particularly for the woman, it is more boring because the man finishes in two or three minutes and the woman hasn't even started.
And across the world, cultures have imposed on women's minds that they are not supposed to enjoy, move, or play because they are called "sluts"; sex is for prostitutes, not ladies.
Ladies are supposed to lie down almost dead and let that old man do whatever he wants;
there is nothing new, there is nothing new to see even.
You should not take it as a personal disrespect when she complains about your performance.
Have you given her orgasmic pleasure or have you just used her to release your sexual energy?
Have you reduced her to a commodity?
You make love in the same bed where you fight every day.
In fact, fighting is the prelude: throwing pillows, shouting at each other, arguing about everything, and then, tired, making love.
Your love is just a negotiation.
If you are a man of aesthetic sensitivity, your love room should be a sacred place because that is where life is born.
It should have beautiful flowers, incense, fragrance; you should enter with deep respect.
And love should not be just something abrupt: grabbing the woman.
Love should have a prelude of beautiful music, dancing together, meditating together.
And love should not be a thing of the mind, where you are constantly thinking about how to make love and then go to sleep.
Love should be a deeper involvement of your whole being and it should not be projected by the mind, but it should arise spontaneously.
Beautiful music, fragrances, and dancing. If love happens spontaneously in this sacred atmosphere, it will have a different quality.
Sincerely,
César