Two recent blog posts.
A stripper starts her career:
Evil Tart
And a middle aged pornographer almost ends his career:
Mike South
It happens, and we know we're not in control. After it's over, we tell ourselves stories about the experience that put us back in control. But it, the thing that happened, is completely us. There's no part of ourselves separate from the experience to be in control. When you're riding a tiger, is there some part of you that isn't busy trying to hang on?
People talk about being one with reality, but nobody seeks out the true experience.
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