ARE OUR LIVES GENITALLY DRIVEN? IS IT ALL ABOUT THE POOPOOLALA?

A discussion, with my cousin in Montreal, about our passions and how engaging in them gives one a certain euphoria that is close to making love, made for a deeper look into music, painting, photography, architecture, tennis, politics and life.

 

We agreed that much of our younger years we spent being driven by our penises, however we both were aware and explored our passions at an early age. In my case, I used my passions as a means to get close to certain ladies. Making money was a means to lure them. Intelligence was also a great tool that often led to intimacy. Everything we did was `DICK DRIVEN’.

 

And ladies, as much as that image is one that you tend to have of men, please do not look to take the toothpick out of my eye, while you have a log in your own. Women, in previous times and in some cases currently, are indoctrinated to find a mate to marry. Many women have obsessed for this connection to the detriment of not knowing what are their passions in life.

 

Although raising children can be a passion, getting married is not. Maybe it’s an obsession? Remember, Jesus and Paul both said marriage was not sacred. So let’s drop that one. Our means of finding a mate often leads to separation and divorce in most cases, so how we choose a long term mate probably needs review. But for many women, who do find a mate and have children, often hear themselves saying privately,

 

IS THAT ALL THERE IS? This feeling, leading many to suffer depression. Depression leads to negative thoughts, negative beliefs, negative actions, poor health and negative outcomes.

 

Men are no better than the ladies, of course. Many of us have little idea of what our passions are. We identify very closely with our jobs not realizing there is so much more to us than that. Our jobs often have nothing to do with what we are passionate about. That leads to many cases of depression for men.

 

For me, it started early. At 5 years old I was already getting kisses from older girls (7 or 8), and from the time I was 7, I was never without a girl friend. Now, I was a late bloomer in terms of losing my virginity, but I was still having a good time. However, my teenage years were spent praying that I wouldn’t die in an atomic war before I had my first experience with a woman and could check out the poopoolala. You know coochy, nook nook, pussy, the `c’ word, the vagina. That goes through a lot of guys’ minds, the way women in the 50’s, 60’s, 70’s and even some today, think about getting married.

 

Just that alone shows how men and women are not on the same page with their individual goals in the early stages (teens, 20’s & 30’s). Knowing our passions, exploring them and integrating them into the marketplace is the road to

 

YOUR FUTURE, YOUR CHILDREN’S FUTURE, YOUR GRANDCHILDREN’S FUTURE AND THE FUTURE OF THIS COUNTRY. Self knowledge is not only healing, but also leads you to who and what you really are. Also to the power you have to make a statement in YOUR life and the lives of others in a positive way. And then leading to your eventual realization of Spiritual Law and how it operates in the Universe. And then purposely placing yourself in its flow, allowing it to propel you into a life that brings you JOY!

 

Someone held in high esteem once said,

 

THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN IS WITHIN. Take a look. Discover and explore your passions. Call for Self Discovery Curriculums in your schools. It’s the way of the future.

 

QUESTION EVERYTHING! THAT’S WHERE THE TRUTH RESIDES.