1. Sex Death Love War
Sex is the source of life and the greatest pleasure known to living beings; yet sex is death.
Love is the final redeeming feature of existence, the only proof that mind transcends the body, and hence the best evidence for the immortality of the soul. Yet love is war.
The lust of the kill is the same as the orgasmic spasm in love. This is the secret source of erotic passion, a primordial truth which has been lost in the postmodern world. Today the pleasures of the flesh are unrestricted because they are tame and tepid, as shown by the insipid notion of “safe sex”. If there were any vestige of REAL sex left in the world it would still be outlawed, because it’s just as dangerous now as it has always been. Real sex is for killers and for those who are willing to risk being killed. Real sex is for real men and real women, not for the ambisexual humatons who populate the safe, protected Matrix of high-tech hyper-civilized life.
Strange as it may seem to such people, the primal climax is a bloodsweet act of killing/fucking, getting laid and getting slain. Everyone who has ever deeply loved knows that it goes hand-in-glove with hate. Real love is as thick as blood ~ for without the urge to kill, the love runs as thin as dishwater. Such is the eternal war that must be waged by two hearts lost in the terrible ecstasy of everlasting love.