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| Subject: Isis and the Geometry of Pleasure | |
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Author: Re-Anon |
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Date Posted: 02:53:13 03/08/05 Tue Isis' body sinks slowly into the soft white satin as Buddha, Lau Tzu wryly smile from their candled shrines, recalling their dear aquaintance from the Old Kingdom. Cairo-an incense smell meanders through the air with a flow guided by Egyptian mathematical form--a form that gives rise to a pure, integrated, and almost irrational summation of the limits of pleasure. Egyptian Cat-gods slink their way into the room and strut and stretch their short sun-orange hair with the knowing echo of what is about to transpire--their purring in accordance with the rhythm of the incense--watching Isis slowly open her treasure box. A familiar musical chant begins, giving the clues necessary to unlock and decode the Hyroglyphic mysteries necessary to instruct the hands and fingers, as if from a Pharoah's command center, to find their sweet nectar, their mango avacado smoothness. The fingers find their own path, with no individual or separate entity working unconnected from the holon, transcending the sum of the parts, no striving toward one particular goal, no need for the typical geometric proof. This proof begins and concludes on slippery white satin Papyrus with just two terms... "Given" and "QED." Low dimension gives way to a plethora of complex and multi-layered pleasures--the seemingly chaotic but beautifully ordered hum of purring pussy. Each stroke is complete in itself, each stoke a two-way, Januarian pleasure where finger and clit are one, looking both directions at the same time, from past to future. The circumference is drawn along with diameter with the same precision of the ancient researchers of Pi who drew and measured circles with their fingers in the sand and in the sun on the banks of the mighty Nile. She took a few flickers to reach the peak of the arc, peering over Spynx's head, looking down the symmetric angles of pyramidic balance, but refusing to surrender and roll over to the other side, until...until...yesssss...Isis permits the levies to overflow and she basks in her beautiful and powerful royalty, claiming her throne once again...her throbing, shaking, but yet undeniable and unshake-able throne. The soil is wet and ripe. Four times that evening did the waters completely flood the Nile. Four times a deep unfolding groan, raising the eyebrowns of even the sly, calm and collected Egyptian Cat-gods. Next a de-temescence, a grounding pressure into the white satin, an incremental calming and slowing of tune and meter, the last of the incense climaxing and burning itself out with a trail of smoke disappearing over ancient Ti-Buron, bringing a sense of deep fullness and satisfaction... followed by a kiss and One Taste of chocolate. He sees Isis' complete melted surrender on the white satin, smiles, glances at the cats, and makes his best version of an ancient goodbye purr...hinting that he will return soon enough with compass and new protracted pleasures. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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