Solitary Pleasures, or World Masturbation Farm
Concept of this article belongs to genuine Galina’s ideas intellectual store, which excludes imitations or copying of others, even if they are great thinkers of the past.
Johann Nepomuk Geiger was a Viennese artist (1805-1880), who, apart from his erotic illustrations, used to make oil paintings for the Austrian Royal Family.
The early-twentieth-century Viennese satirist, Karl Kraus, remarked once that one may meet a better class of intimate partner only in masturbatory fantasy. The evidence accumulated by surveys suggests that over 90% of men and 50% of women masturbate regularly or masturbated some time during their lives. Reading or viewing pornography, or sexual fantasy – are common accompaniments of masturbation. Masturbation activities are often ritualized, and various fetishes can play a part in a ritual.
Talking about mechanisms of masturbation in general terms can bring me too far. Masturbation as global act of self-indulgence better than anything else manifests truth that all we perceive and do is individually determined.
Did you ever notice, that in conversation people tend to take partner as basis of their self-expression, and when asked for advice, offer ready made patterns, reflecting their own standpoint? If you look at most of your communications closely, you will realize that others only endure somebody’s opinion to be able to talk themselves. Sometimes we may meet mentally ill creatures in the street, who are mumbling to themselves, though imagine they have interlocutors. But even quite healthy people, seemingly communicating to others, in reality perform discourse between splitting parts of their own personality. Role of others here is to help to localize shadowed segments withing ourselves and bring them to surface as novelty. We all are unknowable things-in-itself, who can not be truly apprehended by mind. Therefore, the image we have of others is incomplete and distorted, reflecting qualities of our own perception, and our mind-imposed ideas and definitions. These ideas are mirror splitters of minute standpoints of our consciousness.
By other words, if Jane loves John, it not because he is handsome, good situated and has phallus of 18 cm long, but because he is something for her – his image grew in fixed matrix of her consciousness, slightly resembling original and interwoven with priorities of her value system. In fact masturbation is much more than simply rubbing of genitals for sexual release. Ultimate goal here is stimulation of particular brain zones to get chemicals release responsible for satisfaction. We can launch different pleasure scenarios in mind or recreate similar models in our activities.
Exclusive intimacy is possible only between similar personalities. And deep feeling to the partner is mostly recognition of oneself in him (her), right?
Thus when the pleasure script of one person does not fit that of other, our communication compromise system creates temporary copy with reduced individual characteristics, also less pleasurable, which is used in superfluous interactions. But when you try to move from surrogate copy to real self, relationship deteriorates, because mismatch becomes too obvious. By other words, Jane grows indifferent to John, when he does not succeed to play role of Hero in her scenario anymore. Feeling toward somebody is autonomous from outer stimuli, it evolves, regardless of external events in course of our general evolution. Therefore, our influence on life of others is rather illusive and imaginary. Our idea that they love us for what we really are, proves to be false one. They never know what we really are. They love image of us, created from material of their own ego. In fact those who are attracted to us most have the mostly reduced vision capabilities. They fancy they see something, and it is often their own reflection.
If you behave slightly in controversy with the role ascribed to you by your partner, performance goes on relatively smoothly. But when the distance between how you act and how you are expected to act, inevitably increases, collapse of love scenario brings suffering and frustration to both. Lovers suddenly awake and obtain vision of crude interpersonal reality. It is world free of lust. Nothing seductive can be seen in each other again, and two persons perceive themselves separated by canyon of their unfulfilled expectations.
Coming back to body masturbation which considered belonging to lower needs, in fact is expression of our global autonomy in universe. Men and women are turned on by bliss triggers and bliss scenarios in their heads, and character of these triggers varies according to constitution and personal history. Even socially approved sex with the partner is often nothing more than the next variation of masturbation act. Others present at the scenery as materialized instruments of pleasure extraction from our own bliss resources. Ideal sex partner is always imaginary one, because nobody except of you would ever comprehend what turns you on. If you start to confide to your sex partner your innermost wishes, he would follow awkwardly instructions, distorted by your description, and that would ruin spontaneity of his own erotic experiences. Nobody can be fully aware what specific code of his partner’s ecstasy is.
Masturbation as symbol of separation from others can be especially clearly seen in case of short sex affairs, or visits of males to prostitutes in brothels.
I was always curious about feelings that men experience there, where some of their solitary pleasure scenarios can be plaid for payment. When living in Graz, known for its numerous brothels, I always asked my acquaintances to narrate me true stories of their intimate experiments.
Interaction with prostitute belongs to one of obvious forms of masturbation, when one side plays its pleasure script on expense of other, who gets material compensation.
A few men, whom I spotted in one of Graz brothels, where I tried to make a photo report, seemed to be excited by very idea of visiting the place, before facing the prostitutes in the rooms. They could hardly make preliminary walk along long corridor of the house, having bulges in the trousers. From the start they were aroused by images of their own imagination, and their lust was intensified by shameless photos at the walls.
Once during my Chinese gymnastics course in Graz, I got acquainted with Gottfried – tall, dark man with bronze skin, who was under his next psychotherapy treatment there in many years struggle with depression. In spite of his clinical diagnosis, he used to work in one very respectable Austrian companies for many years.
Somewhat twenty years ago, when Gottfried only started his career and had no health deviations except slightly exaggerated mood swings, all was going well in his life and promised to be even better. He had family of wife and daughter, and nice house in Graz vicinity. But then in spite of fact that his relationship with wife was not so bad, he suddenly fell in love with girl, whom he had picked up in the bar. Though girl didn’t work directly in brothel, her mode of life was rather loose and promiscuous.
Gottfried lost his head and went so far that divorced his wife with hope to attract more sympathies from his bar princess, who now and then reproached him of being married man. Gottfried bought and furnished the flat where they started living together. The gilding of tolerance was preserved at the place for a few weeks. While male paid all bills, woman tolerated his caprices and remained available. But of course her own script was something different and threw her in cascade of infidelities, which pained Gottfried till last extent, so after series of argues she was forced to declare: – I am fed up with you!- and escaped with student of medical university whom she had met in Stadtpark.
It was disastrous collapse of Gottfried bliss scenario. He took the news calmly, nothing breaking through armory of his self-control. But he got rid of anything that reminded him of her, including her cloth, her name in his telephone book and her coffee cup in the kitchen. His colleagues were not aware about metamorphoses of Gottfried private life and only noticed that man became more diligent than before, staying for extra-hours in office of the company.
One of Gottfried colleagues, who forgot his home keys and came back to fetch them forty minutes after all staff left, descended to cellar to switch off the light and found Gottfried there hanging on electric cord fixed to lamp hook in the ceiling. O, miracle! He was still alive, though unconscious, his neck severely damaged. Gottfried lay in coma while being operated, and after his condition improved in a month, he was sent to mental rehabilitation sanatorium. From that very time till now Gottfried stays under constant antidepressant treatment. But he is still fond of loose girls, who, if you don’t approach them too close, let your ecstasy fantasies become true for a short while.
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