Animals with Grand Illusions

I think we are all animals on the inside. We all have our dark secrets, secret gardens. Everyone speaks in implied language. We have all slept with more people than we actually say. Sex seems to be in the middle of everything. There are a lot more than we think who have thought, or attempted or regularly do sexual taboo actions such as incest, pedophilia, bestiality, necrophilia, rape, cheating or a huge array of other things that we are not even aware of. I think I have said this before, but people don’t have a secret garden, they have a huge prairie! But we don’t talk about it. All of this is taboo, we never talk about sex in public, unless you speak in implied language. In this case, you can say everything. Why? Because you can express yourself by using a language that is not understandable by someone who is not in the party, using a type of language where the person on the outside will quickly lose interest, (as the topic will seem bland and boring to them.)

Other taboos can be considered “funny” such as people attracted to exhaust pipes, “furries”,  (people who dress up as animals, and then they fuck). I just saw a forum of a guy who has an Oreo fetish, and had over 200 photos of Oreos on his computer. There are also more aggressive taboos, such as fighting or killing. The good news is that, if you have one of more of these “taboos”, don’t worry, we all have them (in some shape, way or form). I think that if people could open up their taboos, the world would be a lot calmer (communication is key, it’s not good to keep stuff locked away inside, especially if people are going to hate on you for it).

But that’s just like, my opinion man.

Anyways, all that to say that society is an illusion, we are all animals with wants, but we pretend that everything is ok, we are bourgeois, we have no flaws, we are perfect. Every time an off hand comment is made, we pretend that we didn’t hear it, or we change the subject. It makes us uncomfortable, we don’t want to talk about it. I thought I was weird, because everyone told me I was. I’m not weird, I am just able to talk about it, and others may have more difficulty. In the future, I’ll try to stay sensible like everyone else. I will analysis you, I will see your vices. Or maybe I will stay myself, I don’t know. Maybe I am crazy. You will tell me that everything I just wrote is a reflection of myself, of what I think. Well, yeah, duh! Everything is in the mind! But don’t tell me it didn’t make you a little bit uncomfortable when you read this page, that there is not a bit of truth in what I wrote. If I am wrong, too bad for me, but deep inside, I know that I am not wrong. Don’t worry, I still love you in all your mental states and in all your vices :)