Is it possible to love your way out of paradise?
Not so silly a concept, I think it truly IS possible to love your while your way out of paradise, or a state of Eternal Bliss. Of course I know it would not really be eternal then, and this negates therefore the concept of a state of ongoing / eternal Bliss. Therfore Paradise itself is not necessarily a constant state of pleasure, but rather what then?
Eternal bliss? Bliss Or alone, blips of bliss, way points of waves of ecstasy, I could go for that, how about you? What are paradise, bliss then, pleasure forms, okay? To be practical right they are the thing. Let me Define the thing. Paradise and Bliss, same thing then. Can they be Eternal? F*** no, therefore you can’t be f***ing alla the time, so Maybe not so. So, Actually, even in paradise, they are not eternal, so now again we ask if it is possible to love your way out of the thing. So we will make Paradise or Bliss or the Eternal version of either Thing One and we’ll make Love Thing 2. Sorry to Seuss out here but it seems to work. So Thing 1 and Thing 2. Paradise or bless our thing and I love our thing. That some people never say the words I love you it’s not their style to be so bold, that’s a Paul Simon lyric and if you know the song you know what I’m talkin about there either they don’t know the song you don’t know what I’m talkin about there some people feel uncomfortable saying they love a person meanwhile I love macaroni and cheese or tacos or foot massages and who doesn’t love foot massages whereas macaroni and cheese you can take it or leave it sometimes, unless it’s your favorite kind that you grew up with like your mother used to make, or the Kraft blue box stuff everybody likes cuz it’s so nostalgic, y’know some people just melt when they see Velveeta.
So the love thing thing one I know is that thing to ya love is thing two sorry hard to keep track of things she wants to get this thing he wants to do that thing, but sometimes you can only do one thing at a time you know right, unless it’s the 69th thing, but that’s not even a Fibonacci numbner, and we’ll undress that one later.
homework: look up love, get fibonacci on your baby
I looked up love a while back in the dictionary or one of the dictionaries and it was basically intense affection or some kind of affection thing so we’ll call it the affection thing, and for that matter let’s read to find Thing One and just say that it’s pleasure. Because basically we’re selfish animals and even though we will endure all kinds of hardship and pain for love, are ultimate motive, our ultimate goal is usually something pleasurable, like a nice meal prepared by someone else, the foot massage we speak of, or something like a blowjob or if you have the other equipment below your waist perhaps an ever-escalating Fibonacci series number as high as you can achieve without your eyeballs spinning around so far back in your head that they snap off a little tendons or whatever the hell they’re attached to and blind you with a light of the petite Mort and the hopes that you do not break any toes while clenching them up before you pass out. Typical final score here?
Men – 1 Women – pick one from the following 0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34, 55, 89, 144 and I doubt that any woman in the history of the Homo Sapiens species has ever gotten Beyond 144 orgasms in one session of pleasure, Thing 2 and or Paradise / Bliss, Eternal or not, and considering that orgasm really should be the ultimate pleasure which we have already agreed or at least I’ve agreed with Myself That Thing 2 is basically pleasure and the ultimate pleasure if we’re talkin about Paradise of bliss if it’s eternal then there is no varying off that Pinnacle of the top of the Pyramid of pleasure the orgasm itself therefore there is no way that it can be eternal unless the best orgasm you’ve ever had in your life kills you and that’s not really what we want. So there is no Eternal Bliss.
Instead, what we want is the ultimate Popeye trip, the isometric wave-like motion the crest and trough if you will not unlike the movement of the ship through the sea, and that’s why we Sail on the Sloop John B, though we don’t always want to go fishing with our grandfather, unless you actually happen to be a grandma herself. this eventually will become our dirty little Seabiscuit secretive salty desire.
Hoist up your skirt granny. And unfurl the tishnet ship stotes stock ings of kippers and herrings and two two backed stickleback humpbacked whale of a good time. The Best Time Of Our Lives. if the boat’s a Rockin don’t come knocking rock and roll can never die..
so to answer your original question can you love your way out of Thing 2, yes I guess you can if you drift apart from supporting the wishes of your deepest desire personnel-wise, you’re a crew of two and is he changed through the times and with the tide you got to roll with the flow and ride with the tide this is song like that, and hopefully you never pamper your partner in pleasure to a waypoint that extends farther than your own life line, lest you become unentangled which could break the bond between you, but there is still hope in what Einstein called spooky action at a distance, or also known as Bell’s theorem, or quantum entanglement.
peace be the journey, rock the boat don’t rock the boat baby, love is a rose, something so right, don’t you worry about a thing, baby, you can leave your hat on,,,
it’s all a silly love song, and love is really the bliss or paradise, etermal or not, it’s the thing that counts, so love is now thing one AND thing two and it it what it is, either the L word itself and for those who love their cuppa tea or coffee or macaroni and cheese or the eternally blissful foot massage, left or right yingyang i was making it clang, long about a saturday or any other night of the week the exception, along with whatever your own thing is baby, do your thing, and shake it but don’t break it and if her thing ain’t your thing but you can handle it first the way she likes it, get into it and do that thing for her and she’ll take care of everything for you for the rest of your life provided you reciprocate, and sometimes you get to do your favorite things, her thing won and your thing too, everyone’s a winner, bargains galore, come together. gimmee gimmee that thing.