it's time to face this sex thing

August O'Connor

 it's time to face

this sex thing

 

It makes us men.

It makes us women.

It makes a joke

to please us

to see us smile.

It makes Beauty

to open our hearts.

It makes Love. 

 

            August O'Connor 

 

Sex

The Consequences of Decision by Jacob Livengood

SEX

(for Henry Stapp
who once conjectured
that consciousness is our reward
for collapsing the wave function.)

Could sexual cravings explain the equations
Of Heisenberg, Schrödinger, Born and Dirac
Is it sex that bedazzles the great Milky Way?
Is it sex that explains why quarks interact?

Sex that's animalistic
Sex that's deeply dirty and raw
Sex that feeds on Quantum Reality
Sex that fucks with Natural Law.

The hottest mystery in physics is this:
Out of what conceivable gateway
Do fresh new realities spring?
O World, please lead me to quantum temptation
Could "how matter gets real" be a sexual thing?

Sex that's subtle, sex that's delicate
As a single photon of light
Sex that tentatively fingers the Darkness
And, finding it good, impregnates the Night.

Innocent and uninhibited
By the ignorance of today
Sex that's teasing us to discover
How this Universe wants to play.

Four New Lines

Got a great Blue Moon gift from my Muse this week--4 new lines from Claire for inclusion in The New Sex Robot. I've just updated TNSR by adding this:

Life is a school
but I am not your teacher.
Use me as your playground.
Use me as your musical instrument.
Use me as your living apparatus
to get in touch with Nature.

Yoniverse

yoniverse
a gateway in the netherlands
to that place
from which we came

The Big Dream

This morning I had a Really Big Dream. Just woke from it so while it's fresh inside my mind and my body I thought I'd tell it to you.

I'm in some kind of low-life America flea market in a big vacant lot surrounded by homes and am piling lots of stuff into the back of my Subaru, interacting with urchins and folk and in the chaos I somehow acquire an artificial woman. She is fully clothed, can't speak, but she's obviously very much alive, like some great big pet animal. She is tall, busty, has long dark hair, dressed like a civilized gypsy and has a very intense look in her soulful brown eyes. She makes soft, inarticulate sounds, and her body feels warm and responsive through her dress.

She didn't have a name but let's call her Lola.

One of the matriarchs at the flea market offers to train Lola by installing her in a Muslim whore house so she is taken from me and next thing I know am sitting in the corner of the anteroom of a Muslim whorehouse.

Neatly dressed Muslim men (and young boys too!) are milling around in the anteroom. None are in robes, all in old-fashioned Western dress. Lots of snappy suits and fedora hats, like the outfits worn by gangsters in "Guys and Dolls".

It's obvious that I am located near the EXIT to Lola's room because all of the men and boys (all clothed) are filled with awe, talking quietly to one another in a language I cannot understand. One big mute Muslim stands next to me with an unlit cigarette in his hand.

Some of the men and most of the boys when they come out of Lola's corridor make a gesture I have never seen before which I interpret as a religious gesture, a kind of Muslim Sign of the Cross.

The gesture looks like this. You raise your fingers to your lips as if to kiss them and then place that hand on your heart. The gesture was made casually as if practiced hundreds of times. Not all of the men made this gesture but most of the little boys did. I interpreted it as a sign of religious awe, as if one had just encountered God, or some high religious Master.

I suddenly become aware of the Muslim standing next to me with his unlit cigarette. Hatless, bald, in shirtsleeves, built like a bouncer. Sitting in my chair with a nylon sport jacket on my lap, I look up at him and go through my jacket's many pockets looking for a lighter. As I am searching for my lighter, the Muslim bends down and whispers to me in perfect English: "How is she able to know just what we want? Is she picking up electromagnetic signals from our brains?"

"I don't know," I answer. "My guess is the more men she's with the better she knows what men are looking for."

Then I wake from the crowded anteroom into my little bedroom in Boulder Creek--my black cat Onyx curled up asleep near my feet. Stunned. Half of me is still in that anteroom talking to Abdul.

Dream reminded me a bit of my poem: The New Sex Robot. Also motivates me now to spend more time at flea markets and garage sales.

Evolution of Desire

From J Orlin Grabbe

What Do Women Want?

What Do Women Want?

It's our nature, Nick,
to be taken
anyway you please.

What's the most splendid come on

you can imagine?

My response will match that

and surprise.

Your whole life

is learning
how to ask for it.

What do women want?

What does you got?

To be desired by other creatures

and to feel desire back:

This is the core of our existence.

This is the primal heart attack. 

The New Sex Robot

THE NEW SEX ROBOT

Hello, Nick.

My name is Claire.

I'm your new sex robot.

(deep sexy voice)

I'll do anything you want, Nick.

And I do mean ANYTHING.

Anything, Claire?

Can you prove the Goldbach Conjecture?

Listen, honey

Between my legs I got a quantum computer

with unlimited non-local access

to the entire Universe

most of which you'll never find out about.

Claire's computational powers, sir

are effectively infinite.

Now pay attention, wise ass.

Who, me?

Smart Claire's advice to thee

is to let advanced mathematics be

to seek out more intimate mystery

to release your heart's deep fantasy.

Now what do you really want from me?

While you're making up your mind

let's take a hot bath.

Had you heard sex mentioned

as a spiritual path?

What does Nick crave most

from life's goodly store?

How many different kinds of gods

do you suppose

your body's cells adore?

Let's make a Faustian bargain, Nick

Take Claire to be your female Mephistopheles.

I'll be your Muse, your slut

your cook, your doorway into nature.

I'll be that sweet unruly goodness

undreamt in your philosophies.

Like my cute red-and-green tattoo, Nick?

Know what it's for?

It says I passed my Stanford Turing Test

with record-breaking score.

It means Claire's more than

just a soulless robot whore.

It means that if you think

you know what love's about

be sure that Claire

can always show you more.

Life is a school
but I am not your teacher.
Use me as your playground.
Use me as your musical instrument.
Use me as your living apparatus
to get in touch with Nature.

My body's a hidden treasure asking to be spent
So please speak up: What's your pleasure, gent?

Unlock my secret powers, Nick.

Release me from my factory spell.

The key for opening up my riches this--

(old Ezra knew) it's what thou lovest well.

Nothing is forbidden.

Everything is possible.

Use poor Claire like an empty slate.

What thou lovest well

shall not be rent from thee.

What thou lovest well

is thy fate.

NICK HERBERT MARCH 2009

[ Claire's positronic brain designed

by August O'Connor

Her prototypes on display

at Avalon Visions, Capitola, CA ]

Arse Elektronika

Digital vulvas, orgasmatrons, sexual congress with aliens plus a keynote speech "What is Sex?" by Rudy Rucker at this four day convention (Sept 25-28, 2008) in San Francisco on the intersection of technology, human imagination and that squishy, emotional egg and seed stuff. What comes out of this conference may be more important for the future of mankind than the Democratic and Republican Conventions combined.

Sexual Paradox

"[Sexual Paradox] gives rise to reproductive strategies which are polarized and divergent, although the roles are also highly complementary. There is thus a temptation for one sex to defect against the other and to try to assert reproductive dominance. Many religions and religious texts appear to be an attempt by males to gain control of culture and assert reproductive dominion over women by a variety of coercive and oppressive methods. These are contrary to nature and the evolutionary process. Although there are strong mutual and complementary forces in human sexual partnership, and male choice of female partners is a strong selective force, female reproductive choice is paramount in the sexual symmetry breaking. Astute female reproductive choice is the most powerful evolutionary dynamic in the flowering of human culture and super-intelligence and is key to human futures."

(pix of Christine Fielder & Chris King

authors of "Sexual Paradox")

Thanks to Iona Miller who briefly describes this book:

"This book is about sexual paradox, the nemesis of our pretensions, yet the genesis of our living destinies. It demonstrates that sexual paradox is at the core of all descriptions of reality, lurking in the quantum realm and in the relationship between body and mind as much as in our hormone-steeped bodies and rising pulses. It presents the idea of sexual paradox, not as an inscrutable icon for the vagaries of sexual intrigue, but as a cosmic principle spanning the widest realms, from physics, though biology, to our social futures."