First of all the Ginger the cat shoutout 🧡 second of all, this. This in all its glory. I swear you’ve articulated the meaning of life and I want to read this over and over and over!
A hymn to the erotic pulse of being alive, not sex per se, but the sensual yes whispered beneath the skin of everyday existence. What you call “the sex of life” is what the Greeks might have folded into eros, not simply as physical desire but as the animating fire of creation, perception, aliveness. The divine voltage between what is and what could be.
What struck me most is your invocation of enmeshment, the dissolution of self-consciousness into presence, into relation. When we live addicted to frictionless autonomy and sanitised “vibes,” enmeshment is almost incredible: it requires risk, porousness, the vulnerability of being seen. Not filtered, not performing…. seen. And in that, it’s deeply erotic. As Audre Lorde wrote, the erotic is not about sensation alone, but about the power of fully feeling, a power the machine logic of the internet tries to scrub clean.
If I may offer another thread to this beautiful weave: the sex of life is also the sacredness of uselessness. That which serves no productive goal but makes life bearable, shimmering, holy. Whistling in the shower, writing letters that won’t be sent. Lingering after the movie to sit in the dark, just a bit longer. We’ve growing addicted to monetising every pleasure then reclaiming useless beauty is an erotic insurgency.
You made me feel it, that prickling awareness that this, the honey, the slip dress, the girls at the bar, is what we’re here for. Not to optimise, but to burn. Brava, Georgia!
Wow thank you for this beautiful thoughtful comment!! I love the symposium I see so many threads of it here <3 this is like my favourite topic of discussion I could talk ab Eros and the sex of life all day!! A treat to engage in this convo w you xx💌
“All this compared to: hot blooded in person connection, knocking knees beneath the bar, questioning if the skin touch was accidental, eye contact that feels like speaking a secret language.”
This — all of this — was such a beautiful expression that I’ve had trouble articulating.
It also made me think of the potential awkwardness of a sexual encounter, and how even fumbling through an experience, in real time, can be important in its on way.
this felt so rich and decadent…and it will forever be etched into my brain going forward. you’ve changed my life (actually) with exposure, i am genuinely going to carry these ideologies with me until i (inevitably) forget them—i love love loved this<3
I really loved this piece! every little sex of life experience - I felt it and I was just so immediately THERE. Suuuuuuch a good and interesting topic, gonna be thinking about this for a while (and borrow your idea of writing down the things that are the sex of life) x x
First of all the Ginger the cat shoutout 🧡 second of all, this. This in all its glory. I swear you’ve articulated the meaning of life and I want to read this over and over and over!
this is quite possibly the best compliment i've ever received
A hymn to the erotic pulse of being alive, not sex per se, but the sensual yes whispered beneath the skin of everyday existence. What you call “the sex of life” is what the Greeks might have folded into eros, not simply as physical desire but as the animating fire of creation, perception, aliveness. The divine voltage between what is and what could be.
What struck me most is your invocation of enmeshment, the dissolution of self-consciousness into presence, into relation. When we live addicted to frictionless autonomy and sanitised “vibes,” enmeshment is almost incredible: it requires risk, porousness, the vulnerability of being seen. Not filtered, not performing…. seen. And in that, it’s deeply erotic. As Audre Lorde wrote, the erotic is not about sensation alone, but about the power of fully feeling, a power the machine logic of the internet tries to scrub clean.
If I may offer another thread to this beautiful weave: the sex of life is also the sacredness of uselessness. That which serves no productive goal but makes life bearable, shimmering, holy. Whistling in the shower, writing letters that won’t be sent. Lingering after the movie to sit in the dark, just a bit longer. We’ve growing addicted to monetising every pleasure then reclaiming useless beauty is an erotic insurgency.
You made me feel it, that prickling awareness that this, the honey, the slip dress, the girls at the bar, is what we’re here for. Not to optimise, but to burn. Brava, Georgia!
Wow thank you for this beautiful thoughtful comment!! I love the symposium I see so many threads of it here <3 this is like my favourite topic of discussion I could talk ab Eros and the sex of life all day!! A treat to engage in this convo w you xx💌
It’s my pleasure too!
(Also thank you for the shout out hahah)
thank you for the beautiful words xx
I would drink your words if you’d let me
Anytime baby
This is perfect and the most You essay ever.
Forever grateful to you for opening me up to the Sex of Life,,, the world is your oyster <3
the world is our oyster and we're the only girls <3 thank you my dear
“All this compared to: hot blooded in person connection, knocking knees beneath the bar, questioning if the skin touch was accidental, eye contact that feels like speaking a secret language.”
This — all of this — was such a beautiful expression that I’ve had trouble articulating.
It also made me think of the potential awkwardness of a sexual encounter, and how even fumbling through an experience, in real time, can be important in its on way.
I so agree <3
Phenomenal I read it 2x
I love you thank you
this felt so rich and decadent…and it will forever be etched into my brain going forward. you’ve changed my life (actually) with exposure, i am genuinely going to carry these ideologies with me until i (inevitably) forget them—i love love loved this<3
omg! I’m so glad to hear, I felt the same way when the concept was first introduced <3
This is lovely.
thank you!
loooooove
ty!
I really loved this piece! every little sex of life experience - I felt it and I was just so immediately THERE. Suuuuuuch a good and interesting topic, gonna be thinking about this for a while (and borrow your idea of writing down the things that are the sex of life) x x
thank you! that's so lovely to hear. enjoy crafting your sex of life phone note — it's the best <3