Author: theusedlife
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Barefoot
Half of my soul is a hippie A Fleetwood Mac loving, Allman Brothers singing, pretty gypsy tattoo slinging, I can’t remember if I cried when I left on that midnight train to Georgia kind of girl All free verse Living fast out of a suitcase (One of the best times of my life) I went…
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On Erotic Self-Awareness
I believe one writes because one has to create a world in which one can live. I could not live in any of the worlds offered to me—the world of my parents, the world of war, the world of politics. I had to create a world of my own, like a climate, like a country,…
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On Sensual Living II
We want to be the poets of our life—first of all, in the smallest, most everyday matters. – Friedrich Nietzsche I imagine that, of all the creative games we play, some of the most purposeful and functional are those designed to transform otherwise painstaking components of our reality into more tolerable—even pleasurable—experiences. Work. Errands. Personal…
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On Wanting to Be Submissive
The deeper I immerse myself in the writings of psychologist, Otto Rank, the greater an affinity I develop for both the thinker and the man. Although, to be sure, the most interesting portrait of the doctor I’ve found comes not from his own writings, but from the diary of Anaïs Nin, with whom he had…
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On Introspection
Beyond myself, somewhere, I wait for my arrival. —Ocativo Paz I’ve always been an introspective sort. My mother occasionally likes to remind me of the time I spent as a child perched on the edge of my bed, reading whatever material I could get my hands on and subsequently reflecting on those readings for hours.…
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On Cooking and Living Sensually
I spend a great deal of time on this blog contemplating the nature of femininity, generally, the varied expressions of our erotic nature, and what it takes for us to transform ourselves into works of art. I spend a great deal less time talking about things I just…like. Because I do have some enjoyable hobbies…
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On Feeling Pretty
There are certain states, certain complex, or elaborate, sensual and emotional experiences, that consistently elude description. It is as if these experiences, no matter how significant, are destined from their inception to remain feelings—to stay tucked beneath the veil of consciousness, with certain qualities rising, occasionally, to the surface where they spark a vague sense…
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On Feeling Like a Woman
After having been bogged down last week by a frenetic work schedule (not to mention the additional passing of a much-dreaded birthday, which may or may not have contributed to the current quest for “meaning”), I am grateful to be able to dedicate my time during this long Labor Day weekend to decidedly more forward-looking…
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On Sensual Living
“And just as music traverses walls, so sensuality traverses the body and reaches up to ecstasy.” – Anaïs Nin As I began composing my thoughts for this post, “sensual living” seemed like the most appropriate term for organizing the topics I planned to discuss here. But, in truth, I could have easily swapped “sensual” for…
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On Being a Work of Art
“Art is the proper task of life.” – Nietzsche Having just returned stateside from a week-long vacation during which I did remarkably little writing—and no blogging—my brain isteeming with ideas. For the last three days, I have been seized by a frenzied urgency to get something out. And yet, I couldn’t place my finger on…
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