02 August, 2007

To Venus and Back


Look at her, she's so confident with her arms flailed in the air, her firm breasts and female curves like melons in a bowel. The children love her, men adore her, Pan performs for her. She's the definition of sensuality. She is Venus.
As I examine my own sexuality and my perceptions of sensuality, I am compelled to praise the Venus for her open spirit. I can only imagine the love and hate she'll always endure. The ladies want to be her, the men want to have her for their own and yet if you truly look into her expression - she'll have none of it. She is a free spirit, she is bigger than the needs and desires of others. She'll dance when the music is right, she'll call it like it is; she's probably the greatest tease of all. And yet, she's not a slut.
Youth culture today has NO idea the power of pure sexuality and sensuality. We're a big bunch of star fuckers with no desire to explore the curves and edges of the body. It's all about the drink and fuck; everything's borrowed but nothings gained. Gimme a coke line and I'll snort it off yer cock. Throw me a bag of weed and I'll slowly blow you buddy. Nah no - it can't possibly work that way. I may be the most sexually inexperienced gay male around, but I am well aware of the reality that sex, sensuality and sexuality are a lot more powerful than free fuckin in a bathroom stall on Castro in San Francisco.
Sexual confidence is hard to come by. It is a personal journey that does not come as natural to some of us as the rest of others. Like any other valuable life lesson, wisdom does not come without falling about three times before you can get up again with the emotional battle scars to prove to yourself that you are strong enough to accomplish the goal. One of the greatest re occurances in my life as a gay single on the dating scene is rejection. I have come to learn that if you are not thin enough, rich enough or manly enough, then you're just a freak amongst the freaks. And you will be single for longer than you can stand it based on being "different".
Gay male culture is honestly one of the most immature cultures I have ever seen. It's like going back to high school. And everyones acting like a bitch. I forget whenre I read it not too long ago; but there was something about how the film "Mean Girls" [2004] has struck a significant resonance amongst gay men across America. The article went on to further examine the similarities of gay men vs gay men and girl vs girl in present date and time. The conclusion was drawn that gay men deal with the same catty behaviours on a daily basis as many females edure through a lifetime. Through the sexism, exploitation and abuse these young gay men and straight women are now turning against one another, when in reality they could be supporting each other.
In the song "Cornflake Girl" [Tori Amos ;1994]. The singer describes through allegory tale of cornflake girls and raisin girls, the story of female betrayal. A self proclaimed "Born Feminist" performer described the song as her response to female on female violence, 'the things you dont see behind the scenes'; and how a woman can call herself a progressive minded feminist while denying all that defines progression through denial of true content and context. These are the women which Amos refers to as Lizards walking around with stolen genitals. So how do we return the genitals to their proper sex?. How do we come back to the venus and recognise our sexuality as sacred. Do we have to unsex ourselves to resex the nation ? or have we been unsexed long ago and now we're trying to re piece together the remaining puzzle hole.

2 comments:

Alli said...

you're right about venus, but its interesting that you talk about her confidence, and later about reverting back to sacred sexuality. if you're not already familiar with it [and you probably are], you should look at Botticelli's "the birth of venus". same roman goddess, different picture. She has much less confidence in birth, than she does in your picture. covering herself, and being handed a robe. even confident venus once hid behind her hands.

i love your blog.. caught my eye today. :]

BoyDisappearing said...

Thank you Alli !. I actually know the Botticelli you're referring to. I found the picture [posted] kind of interesting because she's ... praised and confident. It's beautiful to me. And thank you for the comment !, I'm glad to know somebody stumbles across my writing :).

-Shadow