The feeling of your fingertips on my skin
Gave me chills down to my bone
The feeling of your lips kissing my own
Made me breathless like you’ll never know
I was that somebody that was riding and feeling your body…
Allow yourself not to be in your #thoughts shake yourself to #reconnect with your body now more than ever .. #embody #beinawareness with your #skin and #bodystructure #breath feel how the air comes in and out #touch yourself and #sense how is to feel !! Let’s start to do #tantraflow for ourselves !! /// Deja que los pensamientos dominen tu realidad sacudate y reconecta con tu cuerpo más que nunca …. encarna la sensación de respirar , sentir y tocarte …. hagamos #tantralove con nosotros mismos !!
I already know what’s next..🌪️
le temps nous montrera.
is born blind, they don’t see black.
They don’t “see” anything, they don’t have that sense, they have no
frame of reference for what black is, or what any colors are for that matter. They wouldn’t even perceive the absence of light
because they could never perceive its presence in the first place. Their eyes relay no information to their brains,
so while a sighted person MIGHT perceive this as “black” if they were in the blind person’s shoes, the blind-since-birth person would not perceive it as anything. You can’t explain “black” to them because it’s a nebulous concept, indistinguishable from anything else they do or do not perceive.
We don’t perceive senses we don’t have. For example, birds can perceive magnetic fields; that’s how they migrate. They know exactly which direction is south in the winter. Humans can’t do that, but we don’t detect the absence of the fields either, because we just don’t have that sense.
I’ll make up a word so I can frame it through analogy.
Birds can porf magnetic fields, but we can’t. If birds could talk, they might ask us what we porf, and we’d tell them that we don’t porf anything. They’d be confused and say “oh, but you have to porf something! If you don’t porf anything, then you must be porfing schnekt,” schnekt being the porfed equivalent of “black.” We do not “porf schnekt,” we do not porf anything, we don’t know what schnekt porfs like because we simply cannot porf.
If we tried to explain it to the birds, we’d tell them that we can’t see the magnetic fields like they can, but they’d respond by saying “yeah, we don’t SEE them either, we porf them. “ Seeing and porfing are two different senses, that’s like saying you can smell sounds; that doesn’t make sense.
“If you can’t porf, that means you’re bez.”
“Bezness is when you can’t porf,” says the bird. “I’m not bez, I can porf, but if we block my k’neef then I porf schnekt.“
These are all different forms of nothing; not all nothings are the same. We perceive some absences differently than others, and some not at all. We don’t have words for all sensual-nothings, but visual-nothing is associated with the word “black” because we have spent our entire lives perceiving light and its absence in those terms. Does it make sense to have a word for “no smell” or “no taste?” The physical chromatic phenomenon of “no light” is, by definition, “black,” but we wouldn’t know that without our perception of it.
Now, maybe the birds in this scenario feel sorry for you, you poor, poor bez creature. “That’s really sad.” they say. “You’re missing out on so much! There’s a fundamental part of the universe that you just can’t porf, and that’s tragic. It’s a damn shame”
How would you feel if someone told you that
your perception of the world is broken because you don’t have all the senses they do? You’ve been going about your whole
life just fine without porfing, and these privileged porfed assholes are treating you like you’re something to be pitied. Okay, yeah, you can’t porf, but so what? Porfing may be a useful sense, but you don’t
NEED to be able to porf! You’re not broken, you’re
just different. Porfed people are no
better than you, and while bezness is a disability, it does NOT mean you’re unable to function. Bez people are just that; people. Normal people. The same as anyone else. They deserve equal treatment, they deserve the same rights and privileges, and in a society where others CAN porf, they deserve accommodation.
In this analogy, we are all bez, but we’re still
able to conceptualize porfing. We know what magnetic fields are, we know how they work, we can even perceive them with our other
senses; when you look at a compass or iron filings around a magnet, you’re not actually “seeing” the magnetic field, you’re just seeing how the metal is affected by it. It’s like how we can’t “see” sound,
but we can see when something is vibrating and making noise just by looking at it; you can feel it through touch. We can tell if something tastes good just by smelling it. We can feel light on our skin as heat. We “get” physical stimuli, regardless of which receptors we’re supposed to get it with.
The flesh exists only as a doorway to step into the soul. So do not even touch, if you don’t intend to reach the soul…
Your touch is the most heavenly feeling.
“We need that touch from the one we love, almost as much as we need air to breath. I never understood the importance of touch, his touch… until I couldn’t have it.”
“Five feet apart” - Rachael Lippincott, Mikki Daughtry, Tobias Iacoins
—Where the Crawdads Sing
My skin craves you.
Put your hands on my shoulders
Look into my eyes,
and speak to me sincerely.
Interlace your fingers betwixt mine
and let our palms embrace.
Put one hand on my hip and
hold the other one tight;
let me show you how to dance.
I want to be near you,
head on your chest,
listening to your breath
until it soothes me to sleep.
I want to feel that electric current
Rippling between us,
In our veins,
Completing our heart bound circuits.