SelfPub: Eternal, we. Page 1

Sex is such a fundamental VIN-VIN if it is used correctly. A virtually inexhaustible source of goodness. "Love conquers fear" (suppressed amygdala in the brain), and even possessiveness and jealousy, paradoxically.

Why are we not flying into space if the earth is not all fed? Well no, the opposite: here Narmada, and will they have something to do, and not sit back with a belly full.

It is that feeling, is not original - that the future is now, that "something to do" need to re-learn people to live together, almost from scratch, because the reproduction and management do not work as the glue for the family.

One I read the memories, how at the end of that century the streets were filled with people babbling nonsense in cell phones? Type, while silent, it was possible to entertain the illusion that they are still normal in the majority.

Orgasm! I love our roars and cries, perfectly distorted faces, convulsions, shock, with all the dope already, not looking where. Not seeing the man as his and not fall in love for real. But here that is not even a similarity and not evolutionary convergence, and it is literally the same mechanisms in the brain, the facial expressions, the body that terrible pain, in the tortures. Just another sign, polarity. And nothing can be smooth and Refine, in any way, and don't need, that's fine, I will not give it. I want to scream and cry, and make them. And because there is no alternative: I'm sorry-move, but we slowly and is difficult to mold the perception of this. Not to abandon burneti and tears, here's another, just to forget that as rapidly it happens and when it hurts. To forget what hurts. Yes, fiction, but it's the only way, I'm sure, and the best. As the smile evolved from the menacing grin and the grin disappeared.

Missionaries, they understood love. The rest - pose it, and this is... love is... all over...

Elf as a concept... He did that JRRT? Than for the millionth time to expose human nature, just sat down and wrote... not even ideal, but only took out what was in the way. Did not notice. Called "elf" - that was the assignment... but no matter. The main thing here is quiet nezamechena, the Supreme victory over evil: not denial, not triumph, just - what, what are you? it is not, does not happen...

Arms race: the society is interested in the stability and cohesion that is incompatible with the promiscuous extramarital sex; men are interested in extramarital sex to spread their genes. There is a system of sexual taboos, gender segregation, standards of decency; men in response to increasing motivation and reinforcement happy bastard wins.
Of course, all the inherited properties is subject to variation, especially those that arose relatively recently (and monogamy in humans - a device for biological standards, young). Not all male serial killers that go on killing for sexual diversity. But very few such who have interest in sexual adventures outside the family is completely absent.

Have houris in the Muslim Paradise - transparent skin. All see through it. Presented? Scary, huh?... That is a complete top-to-bottom transparency, posvecenost, uniformity is impossible... we are biological creatures. Transparency is not something that is not ideal, it's mental laziness, simplification... To life there are always needs to be partitions, opacity and contradictions. Fog is needed. We are multi-layered, complex, and it is normal that the floors are very different, even seemingly incompatible...

Half the ills of mankind because smarter than you are, the more unbearable you burst into the open door.

Now don't castigate (by the way, any how any was once the future, as any romantic will be the last), but this kostenevichi. We're not gods to endlessly love "all" and not turn sour from him, not mad, not lower arms. We are looking for a local optimum of momentary joy and eternal happiness. Hence our homemade, light, future. Stream, hearth and bed.

The denial of this - it's easy and not important. Just draw the curtains and read only good. Nonsense - "don't know" with an innocent smile type "who is". But we have something else: our problem is not so much with others ("shared") present, as with their budushim. It's more serious. The future can not hide. Don't want to get into someone else's future - do your own thing. And not to do the same innocence: it is necessary to lean on the steering wheel, it is necessary osmotic pressure to create inside. Affliction and passion, and anger. Not to fight with someone else's future, and to make their stronger. This is the only way.
Correct future wins samo. Just - comes.

Here is why. Now it's in the us. Now we
we are forever, we are forever, we are not slaves,
we completeness. Give look. We completeness.
Clearly a hedgehog. The bird light. Death, but not the same.