Making babies

     The saying goes that sex is only for making babies.  If we had our heads on straight, it would be worded differently.  The primary purpose of sex is making babies.  For a witless animal, it is the only purpose.

    The witless animal was caught in a trap.  This is another aspect that I have had to struggle with since near the beginning of my awareness regarding what our problem is.

    The witless male animal had to ejaculate first to assure that babies were made.  There was no choice.  It's not some stupid decree by some fictional god.  It is just because animals are too stupid to be given an option.  Nature made it so because of that.  For a witless animal.  Nature gave humanity the tools to overcome the restriction.  The benefits of Loving Coitus are obvious.  

    Humanity, once it is sane, can be trusted to do the right thing to make babies as needed, as well as share the pleasure.

    Remarkably enough, Nature gave us everything required to make coitus into something that suits a sentient race and allows the race to gain its sanity by transforming coitus into an act that includes fully shared ecstasy, thus extending the trajectory of life to include many astounding qualities that we have stumbled over for three millennia, such as love, the noble characteristics, and a mind that seeks clarity above all.

    You should, by now, know what I mean by noble characteristics.  I'll just mention a few.  You can extrapolate the rest.  Honour, integrity, dignity, compassion.  Love, I put in a category of its own.  All are enabled by the endurance of self-respect past puberty.

Betrayal

Betrayal

I have tried to pin down that feeling that one gets when they first confront the seemingly bizarre reason that humanity is such a mess.

In retrospect, I realize I had the same feeling when I first realized what was wrong with humanity.  Maybe the biggest difference is that I had already been looking for what is wrong with humanity.  Even so, it still dogged my steps for the last fifteen years.  To utter a word about the lack inherent in the animal's rutting rendition of coitus felt like a betrayal.  It is only a betrayal of the animal, which is required in order to release our Humanity.

 

Circumcision, especially male

January, 2026

Male circumcision

I become more concerned about the madness of circumcision of either gender in the modern world.  For hygiene, it serves no purpose in the modern world.  For the instability of the race, it plays a big part.  I've mentioned before, the sadism and masochistic results of the awful act.  

I am becoming more and more convinced that male circumcision leads the male gender to become even more unstable.  The correlation with a warlike mindset of a culture is remarkable.

The elimination of circumcision for both genders will be another big step towards gaining our sanity on multiple fronts.  I say it that way because circumcision, as a human being is first introduced to existence, has to leave awful mental scars.  It is sick.  It is insane.  It must end.  

I'm not really sure it is worth mentioning, since I have little doubt that it will disappear rapidly, once we begin to gain a shred of sanity and clarity.  But, I will post this, anyways.  Maybe it will accelerate our Humanity.

Short Takes

 January 2026

Casanova

When every man is a Casanova, no man is a Casanova.  

That was something I wrote, once, trying to describe what happens once the male gender learns to love.  Now, I realize it goes so much further than that.

The whole context of love and loving changes in the most fundamental ways once we achieve our Humanity.  What we have now is such as miserable representation of love.

I don't think I'll attempt to describe it.  It will be much easier to just experience it.  And, much more fulfilling.  Or, you can think it through for yourself.

Almost Human

How strange it is to be almost Human.  I think of how the misery is so palpable and, yet, most are so desperate to convince everyone that everything is just fine, especially in their own lives, that it boggles the mind.  The leaders go mad trying to convince their constituents everything is fine, as it all falls apart, whether the leader is leading the way into the madness or just watching it all fall apart further.

A phrase came to mind.  "Misery loves company."  I beg to differ.  All of the pitiful attempts to project confidence seek company.  

    Everyone loves to act like everything is alright.  Right up until the time it all falls apart completely.  

    The misery is the only real thing in a prehuman condition and no one wants anything to do with it.  Commiseration is never expected.

"I'm fine, you're fine, everything is fine" is the mantra of an idiot race that is steeped in boiling water.  Worse yet, is that they build it into a pressure cooker that eventually blows up by ignoring the madness and its source.  They all just look on in bewilderment.  "How can this be happening?!?!?  Again!"

Crisis of Identity (long version)

This is way too long but I'm going to leave it anyways.  Maybe there is something pertinent.  Short version is somewhere or other, if you prefer.  I am not rereading for editorial purposes so take it or leave it.

 Crisis of Identity

The human race remains in the midst of an identity crisis that began the moment we first gained our heightened sentient awareness, creativity, imagination, and the ability to communicate far beyond the bounds of an animal.  

Human life remains ensnared in a trap set long before humanity ever walked the Earth.  We have been bombarded by gibberish created by our most ancient and witless ancestors that were dumber than a rock, bewildered by their sentience, and leaning on their animal legacy to explain that which they did not understand.  Our more recent ancestors remain bewildered by the stupour set down ages ago that obscures our way forward.  It is a crisis of identity of a race that has outgrown its witless roots.

The knowledge is finally available to make loving real.  Learning how to make coitus into a loving act was too much for earliest man amidst all of the complications of human, sentient life and the subtle mastery of the human body necessary.  Not difficult.  Just subtle and impeded by animal instincts and the past lack of comprehension of our sentient capabilities.  

The mental obstructions erected over the millennia have made it even more difficult to ascertain.  We learned to never consider this most important subject because we didn't have the knowledge to succeed and it is critical to the race.  We dumbed it down to an animal's viewpoint.  "Sex is for making babies!!!!"

Enough is now known for any man to succeed with ease.  It is no long a matter of struggling to understand how.  

The biggest difficulty that remains is for enough men break through the fortress of shame, guilt, paranoia, paradigms, haughty toxicity, and excuses behind which men have been taught to hide.  When we learn to love, we begin to become Human.

The failure that seemed inevitable became the voice of each past generation as they admitted defeat and passed on the feeling of defeat to their offspring.  "It is a veil of tears, get used to it."  "Sex is cursed, get used to it."  "Knowledge is cursed.  Don't think and definitely don't think about coitus!"  "We were better off as animals."  That is just a sample of some of the verbal conditioning.  The sense of defeat goes much deeper.  

It assures that the next generation starts from a mindset of defeat that is reinforced by fear of mysterious and fictitious supreme beings and other forms of gibberish to make it seem beyond question.  Our spirituality was hijacked to spread that deceit.

"You have to wait until you die for your existence to get better.  Get used to it."  ??!?!?!  This quote, which is an exact interpretation of the insane belief that many follow, is so insane that it seems unbelievable that it remains in modern societies and, yet, it does. 

"We are only human," is the most ghastly expression of the animal's stupour.

Each new generation of prehumanity becomes more convinced that life beyond the animal is no different from the animal.  "Misery, child.  Get used to it."  It has snowballed through the last three millennia as mankind attempted to be something more, while convincing itself that it is not.  

The attempts to educate the mind in the presence of an uneducated heart has been the bane of prehumanity.  It has worsened the madness of a sentient race unprepared for its sentient state.

A sentient race can only attain its sanity, emotional maturity, and fulfill its noble qualities once the male gender learns to love.  Those are the hallmark of a truly sentient race.

Emotional upheaval is the hallmark of a race that is not yet sentient.

We have all been bewitched by nonsense concocted to hide the animal's awful failing that cannot remain for a truly Human, sentient, thinking race.  

There has been a lot to learn about love.  Its essence has finally been revealed.  It is not just some ephemeral intellectual effort.  It is not just a matter of declaring, "love is good" and being done with it.  It cannot be browbeaten into a sentient race.  It cannot be forced or taught through words alone.  There is a physical component that must be shared in intimacy.

Until the choice of the most natural, intimate form of physical love is available for a couple to share, we fail and so does love.  The ability of the male gender to express its love in the most natural manner possible builds a solid foundation on which love can flourish.

Imagine our emerging sentient state as a child that had to make it all up as it went along without the slightest hint as to what it means to be Human.  The complexity and confusion rendered the task nearly incomprehensible.  We attacked it like an animal.  Of course.  The animal instincts still reign in that most important effort to express our Human love.

Make no mistake.  We knew what was missing all along.

That is what made the last three millennia so difficult.  It confounded our sentient awareness.  Paranoia, hate, and misinformation went on a rampage.  We saw that coitus should be a loving event, but it seemed unattainable.  So we shunted the thought aside with prejudice and, with it, our sentience.  

We gave up hope.  The author of Pandora's Box realized this.  Our awareness awakened, but our sentient perspective did not keep pace.  It drove us mad.  

Identity crisis.

We have never been able to put the pieces together and admit what a shambles it has made of human, sentient life.  The species trained itself to just put up with its failure, while never consciously considering it.  We have avoided its contemplation at all costs.

As a sentient race, we have all that is necessary in order to rely on ourselves with confidence rather than put on an act of blind arrogance while avoiding the truth about love.

We can rely on ourselves.  We only need use what Nature has provided.  Nothing else.

If you have a pervasive feeling that all is not right, that would be correct.  Welcome to the first stirrings of your Humanity.  

The crucial inspection that has always been required is not about muons, wavicles, protons, neutrons, quarks, quasars, quadratic equations, fashion, ecology, governments, marketplaces, economics, the supernatural, hair care products, your navel, or the individual quirks of individual representatives of humanity.  The crucial inspection is of humanity itself.  Clarity regarding our own sentient state, far beyond the stupoured domain of the animal, is required.

We have never before been situated to answer the question that is ever-present.  What is wrong with humanity and how do we correct it?

The actual quandary that must be resolved is so central to our existence that we could not even acknowledge the quandary's existence until we were ready to resolve it.

We have been blinded from seriously contemplating the hope that remained in the box.  We thought its contemplation would drive us mad while, in reality, obscuring and  avoiding the subject has done just that.

We have built a fortress of nonsense that prevented us from even articulating the issue, behind which our Humanity lays in chains.

We need to learn to rely on ourselves, not laws, gods, or other meaningless dictates.  Outside forces; like religious beliefs, laws, peer pressure; attempt to manipulate the mind of a sentient race to no avail.  

The will, the confidence, the self-respect to be Human can only come from within, once the success of unassisted Loving Coitus is available to all.

Our dismal, miserable pre-sentient existence is best represented by complete emotional turmoil with a heavy dose of forced blindness.  You can see it everywhere, if you just look.  The source of the madness is obvious.

  Humanity's sentience remains incomprehensible to the human race.  The animal that we remain is fearful and bewildered by the Human we can become.  We have yet to begin our conscious sentient evolution.

This is our crisis of identity.  We still identify with the animal.  

Like an animal, we remain confounded by our sentience and the surface issues created by the animal in order to distract from the animal's failing.

Contemplations

    Subjects that need further perusal.  Warning: this one leads nowhere except to opening subjects and, maybe, your mind.

Clusters of connected dots

Loving Coitus, Split Personality, Pavlov's Dog or Prehuman vs Human, Intellect vs Clarity, Sentience vs Stupour, Peer Pressure vs Self-respect, Aberrations, Perversions, and Obsessions as opposed to Love and the noble characteristics, and the desire to content ourselves dealing with superficial issues ad nauseam rather than confront the single, complex issue far beyond the ken of an animal that holds us back from becoming a mature Sentient Race.

The list begins to tell the tale all on its own: It's complicated.  It's a big step for a race that considers itself hopeless and helpless.  A race that has zero confidence in itself.  It cannot be unraveled in 288 characters as long as we turn away from clarity.  It will take a race that is willing to think.

The funny thing about it all is that, once we gain our Sentience in full, it will be easy as pie to see the landscape of the whole panorama, both prehuman and Human rather than continuing to work our way up the pecking order of insanity that has been maintained over the millennia through fictional works and the inertia of the animal.

I just thought it would be worthwhile to list the big items that caught my attention over a lifetime.  It took a lot of thinking to reach this level of clarity.  I can only hope there are a few others that are willing to think it through.

The stupour is continuing to lose its grip

John Mayer states it so well, when he mentions a "quarter-life crisis".  The 'mid-life' crisis is now progressing to a 'quarter-life crisis'.  The realization that something is wrong (coitus) is accelerating as should be expected for a sentient race.  It now comes much earlier in life.  "Am I living it right?" is another great line in the same song by John Mayer.  Batten down the hatches and accept what your miserable ancestors handed down to you is the way I would put it.  That is what we have always done, so far.  

        While the realization continues to progress, we are still off in the weeds, making excuses rather than facing up to the truth.  What I bizarre time to be alive.  I really wish we could have gained clarity about a century ago.

Honour thy ancestors.  Yeah, right, and let their delusions persist.  I give them a particular finger.

Against every effort created by mad Pavlov's Dog, the human race is maturing into its madness, so far, not its Humanity, as the realizations of the situation begin to take hold.  Until it is done, we will continue to tear the race of Humanity apart.

Pattern analysis

I finally realized that all of the things I've mentioned, like rhoetry, walking, looking right while gazing left were all ways for me to refine my pattern analysis ability in order to bring clarity into focus regarding what is wrong with humanity after spending most of a lifetime observing the mess we call the human condition and I call the prehuman condition.  Alot of it is a matter of bypassing the script we have followed for millennia and relying on recognizing the actual pattern of life that keeps dragging us back to the animal, its cause, as well as that which can finally break us free.

        The only piece of it all that still mystifies me is my adamancy that all of the current pursuits of glory are frivolous.  I never had the slightest interest, even though I could have succeeded so easily in any number of directions.  The goals were frivolous and the pursuit of those goals tacky.

Expression

It seems to me that being human is about expressing oneself.  We learn from birth to express ourselves with words.  That is certainly what music is all about.  None of it is not enough on its own.  It is easy to let the words become a distorted expression of our existence, if our Humanity is not reinforced as we age.  

    Now, we must learn to express ourselves in the most intimate manner.  While we have been attempting to do so since the beginning, we have allowed the most natural expression of our love to remain stunted.  It has made any real expression of that love off-center, unfulfilled.

It is a far more complex expression of our existence than what we have achieved so far for a number of reasons.  First of all, it does not even become possible until we have attained puberty.  Secondly, it takes the effort of a human couple to do so rather than succumbing to the animal's weaknesses of stupour and instincts.

From that point, we finally learn to express ourselves as a sentient race.  This may seem trivial.  I am fairly certain it is more significant than anyone can imagine.  Fusion will be stunning.

As I wrote somewhere else, most of prehumanity loses their ability to express themselves at all as the years wear on without fulfillment.

One person brought this to light and life for me.  Our ability to express ourselves should be in every movement, in every expression on our faces, even in our bodily movements.  Most are encased in frozen armour.  Worse yet, our sentient senses are dulled by the stupour.  While we may recognize all of the expressions of life, we cannot interpret them correctly.  Lies are swallowed whole.

We are a long way from gaining that level of expressionisms.

Educating the heart

If you haven't read the aphorisms lately, I have added Aristotle's quote.  "Educating the mind without educating the heart is no education at all."

We have not educated the heart one iota over the millennia since we had our first cogent thought.  We have tried all along but something was always missing.  Now we know what that is.  Or, at least, I do.

"Coming of age angst"

  Isn't it weird that we seem to lose all memory of, or edit extensively, the coming of age angst?  Instead, we box it up and put it away as 'growing up' (which we have never done) instead of perceiving what really happened during that age as we are achieving puberty.  We delete any horror of realizing it did not live up to expectations.  The worse the horror, the more tightly it is boxed up and justified.  The eventual reactions to the horrors are even more horrifying.  It blindsides everyone and we walk away even more blind.  We shrug our shoulders and make do.

Artifacts

You can't imagine how difficult it is to live among prehuman artifacts with no Human artifacts yet to develop.