Newton Fortuin

Newton Fortuin
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MAY 1, 2009 4:44AM

The Miracle of Sex

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[I posted this after reading Natalie B's The Darker Side of "Love"]

“We all live in one Universal Mind. What we think about another, we think about ourselves.” – Brain Adams

The views expressed about the lady who was not motivated by her deeper sense of Truth, yet remained faithful to her partner, in no way was meant to be a judgement on the many reasons why people may have illicit relations (see Paradox Lost and Found). In exceptional circumstances cheating may even be the best option that serves one’s particular situation. The point merely being that the ideal is that one nurtures an open relationship if one’s partner is capable of it; to the extent that one can freely discuss such potential influences without fear of dissolution of the relationship in a way in which one may yet maintain one’s integrity.

Admittedly this is an ideal scenario that requires two incredibly mature and self secure individuals to be fully realisable. On an intrinsic level though, the issues involved are not about morality. Nor is it about sex. For if it was about sex alone, one then can merely have one’s sex – as one would satisfy one’s hunger for food – and be over with it.

In this way to simply quell the basest requirements of our being, for then the woman described could also just have had her sex to satisfy whatever hunger she may have felt, to walk away after the act with no harm caused to anyone.

The real issue however is whether one is capable of casually engaging free for all carnal sex without any guilt or remorse; and if one can, what the implications are for one’s humanity….

Engaging in guilt free sex would have been a simple matter if sex merely was limited to the dynamics of the Sensor (the surface layer of our being)—that it merely is a neurological imperative which requires some or other sensory response.

Unfortunately – or fortunately – though, the act of procreation for human beings is intricately intertwined with something far more marvellous and mysterious than satisfying a mere carnal itch.

To complicate this issue entirely, this seemingly primitive aspect of our being somehow is linked to the dynamics of our Observer (see Paradox Lost and Found). As such it also is connected to our relative sense of wholeness and therefore to our relative spiritual state of being as well. For this reason sex holds the centre-stage in the human drama; over the millennia having inspired more human creativity and endeavour than almost any other single human drive.

For example celibacy, requiring the unconditional abstinence from sex in order to ensure one’s supposed spiritual purity, is regarded an imperative by most world religions for the establishment of an uncontaminated connection with God.

And for many to have what is by their definition, improper sexual relations, is still deemed the most cardinal sin of all—even more so than murder. The most poignant example of this being honour killings in the Muslim world where women are murdered if it is found they had sex out of wedlock; with even worse consequences should they have been raped.

However one must appreciate that these acts are not truly about honour at all, but rather about male narcissism, about how the life of a woman is not her own—not considered a human being with a life and identity separate from her father’s, brothers’ and/or husband’s.      

Why there is such a furore over what should merely be a primitive means of procreation, is that it is taken for granted that sex engages humans on a very deep level. And furthermore, that it ought to encompass something all-important which increasingly is losing its meaning in our times.

It indeed is Honour! But not for our self-serving ego’s sake as the previous example attests to. 

For to honour the deepest aspect of another human being is to honour the deepest fibre of our own being as well. And by doing so to recognise that to be truly human is not to be the slave of our animalistic compulsions. But rather, our humanness is inherent in our ability to put another person’s needs equal to – and sometimes even above – our own.

 Thus while one can indeed have casual sex by detaching from the greater dynamics associated with our deeper being, merely for such sensory stimulation, one must nevertheless realise that in doing so one also diminishes a precious gift that has the potential for great awe. But also, if so revered, to be one of our peak human experiences as well.

And incredibly, to have power over a dynamic that technically speaking merely is the friction of skin upon skin of two arbitrary yet extraordinarily functionally designed excretory organs, also is to have the power to effect our deepest healing as well. It perhaps being the single greatest factor distinguishing human beings from being a mere animal—a dog for example developing an uncontrollable urge for carnal intercourse once or twice yearly whenever it smells the bitches in its surroundings are on heat.

This therefore more than any other, providing the most poignant example of the paradoxical miracle of human existence.

It also brings us face to face with our greatest human failing. It is the failure to honour the lives of children. For to violate a single child is tantamount to failing all future humanity, for in doing so one has failed in one’s personal responsibility to shape future consciousness for the better.

This is a burden those who failed Hitler must also bear. And the most poignant example of how we miserably fail the young being paedophilia, for their despicable act is a failing to value what is most precious. Not only in failing to value the innocence of a child, but also the essence of the gift of humanity.

It is the failing to nurture our God-given ability to actively reach out beyond the bounds of our own skin.

 

 

© Newton Fortuin – 2006

 

 

Extract from Paradox Lost and Found

 

 

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"For to violate a single child is tantamount to failing all future humanity, for in doing so one has failed in one’s personal responsibility to shape future consciousness for the better."

I love this. Rated for making me think.
Thanks for visiting, and thanks for sharing your story.
I am contemplating boundaried and non (and also "trans") boundaried states...What do you think of the statement: "Without boundaries there is no true freedom"? And how might this apply to our own human relationships?
The following Kahlil Gibran verses comes to mind:


In truth that which you call freedom is the strongest of these chains, though its links glitter in the sun and dazzle your eyes.


You shall be free indeed when your days are not without a care nor your nights without a want and a grief. But rather when these things girdle your life and yet you rise above them naked and unbound.

It's the classical freedom versus responsibility paradox, we do as we wish, and feel as we are unbounded, yet we are inevitably the prisoner of the consequences of our actions. A billiard ball is not free to go in any direction it wishes, it is limited by the other billiard balls on the table, and will be repelled in the opposite direction if it collides with another ball of equal mass.

I suppose when we say we are free and unbounded, we are in a way are like the feather in the wind, and therefore not really free at all as we have become become subject to the moods of the wind.

When we choose to bound ourselves, to understand the limits of our power and influence, we can grow that space within which to assert ourselves. So in a very real sense, our power is also related to how realistically we are able to perceive the limits of our personal power to affect that sphere, for within that space, we then are all powerful, and therefore also truly free to be.
A most satisfying response to my inquiry regarding boundaries and "freedom" - I feel like I just enjoyed a most sublime meal at a fine restaurant! Thank you.
Speaking of Kahlil Gibran: I once worked with his great-nephew.

They had the same, eagle-wing like eyebrows - dark, and soaring into the forehead, like thoughts taking flight.

He gave me many beautiful, hard-bound editions of Gibran's work.

Later he became a crack cocaine addict, and his eye-brows soared no more, but instead, were furrowed in confused despair...