So like that, we want all explain?
The time n is more surprise, one would be bored, all income, love even, it seems, since France 2 broadcast a weekday evening at dinner time, a docudrama about whose "love" justly, love and its derivatives.
We propose to provide a scientific explanation, biological, neurological, logic, here and so on ... love at first sight, to orgasm, you know where the butterflies and sadness experienced, god knows why, when we find a third person in the bed of our half.
Being in love does no longer suffice, we should now know why.
" Honey, I love you because my neurotransmitters working properly and instinctively, I want to play, then as you have the physical qualities that women look at the man for his little brat since the dawn of time, my Blood is refocusing to dusk to my genitals to keep them warm, that's why I have cold extremities, and that's also when I like, I enjoy, you know? "
What I understand is that I would love you to shut your mouth, that, yes.
I arrive, I put my bag away my shoes and people in my living room, simply gagas, invite me too dry to keep the story in the post. Obviously, I balk because if there's something I do not want to explain, this is what I believe the element of mystery is crucial. Can not explain the mystery. One "no touch" to the mystery. The mystery, if not mysterious and incredibly personal and full of questions and infinite, then everything fout l'camp my good lady. There's more season. So
:
can not dissect it, is not defined, it does not translate, nothing should be elucidated. There was no right to put everyone into the same mold with the same costume on this and, moreover, in prime time. It becomes vulgar.
Except perhaps in times of crisis, unemployment, xenophobia, pandemics and climate disruption is real.
Then a nod, I politely declined the invitation and the couple laughed arguments I offer, since I tint of cynicism and stubbornness. They must find me rigid. Either. It is always better than an F. And then I laugh at other G-spot, honestly.
Yet, here, I freeze; halfway between the kitchen and balcony, in the midst of my not straight and decided, I get caught, if I may say so-by the voice of explanation, and illustration of an erection in infra red.
While this beautiful dance step organic is reduced to a simple blood flow guided by the need to breed, I recall the many ballets in my life, realizing suddenly that I never knew what particular thing So, in addition to this need for birth-had to get up their flags and risking their big differences on my country to be conquered. And why, sometimes I had left my land on moon.
Sweet words, of "you're so this" or "but it kills me when you're it", looks, smiles broken by emotion, shivering at the touch of a distance, the distances to the simple idea of a shudder ... that yes, full, and too often enough, but the explanations do not. It's not.
Never a man looked at me, starting to get my strap and lift her sex, and said "I blood flow to your mucous membranes because you emerges from fertility".
And (although I do not believe in him, I invoke yet) Thank God because I would have disbanded for two.
And two, that's a lot when you learn, then at 20:50 there's only one that counts, if indeed it really matters because that is ultimately what Medicine wanted it to be. But
.
Heu.
Pardon.
Tell me.
medicine and my sex life, sentimental, and playful flirting, what do they know them in their offices?
The docu / drama quickly turns into fiction ass. Pseudo ass, I mean. We forget
generated images on the saliva, it seems, flows when we kiss, leave room for the writer and the plot, if we can, both, call them. I note that despite the time, no warning "recommended for children under 16 years" appears. And this is normal since the programming director of France 2 itself said it was also made for 10 year olds. (Yes I just followed the unfolding of history, I do not hide any longer).
The brats can therefore understand where to spend the orgasm, it is great, the people who were previously preoccupied by their own satisfaction, we the stun of the others.
No warning "not suitable for under 16 years," said I, certainly because everything is a matter of pleasure and love is here as a vulgar husked frog biology classes. Those are the testicles, and then blood, then: hope of life here: the rapid heartbeat ... leaving no room for doubt, excitement, true, sensuality, may be missed, and something a little dirty, throat rattle, and essential, something indefinable and principle, refuses qualifiers ... So they can before the dinner program because very soon, the protagonists of the documentary said fit into the mold that I refuse because I bullseye. As the dress of a friend too wise. Or too perfect, too. I feel cramped and then it smells musty.
is allowed young people to 10 by what happens ..
On France 2, at lunchtime, when families gather in front of the screen around the table to not talk in the eye, it happens that:
The woman ends up crying in a doorway cochere, prohibited, mute, paralyzed by these feelings, ouhlala are too strong for such a small thing. Obviously, she wipes her mascara because in his great sadness, she does not forget that it must be presentable.
It happens that: Mr.
hand with his guitar under his arm. (Yes, Sir is a musician ...) Tired of the whining and decided to do things far more important as the melody that will change the course or to provide world groupies packet.
And it happens that they get married.
The woman has forgotten his immense sadness and the man has not changed the direction of rotation of the planet. Groupies have gone home, the price of world too.
Oh good, then that's it, man? That's the woman? AC is "man + woman"?
And tell me, you who keep talking about progress, and future advances in all directions ... what year is it? I'm lost.
I mean
we are in what century, there?
Do I send my husband to hunt mammoth, him concoct a favorite dish from his childhood, or simply act as if I was not interested in "the thing" while offering him my body star-de-mer on which he satisfy his desire to re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-produce?
And him? Him? it is in a quagmire far more insurmountable than we do. Should he hold me
while surreptitiously directing me toward the oven where the grub waiting for? Remove only the bottom of my pajamas when he influx of blood? Or love me only when I walk away to another mammoth hunter best lest the hunter is better than him and he provided me valiantly protects most of all the dangers of this ruthless world?
There, no computer graphics, no 3D, no interviews of m. the scientist to explain this turn of events simply nonsense. ------ We are not going anyway not explain why you are taking for fools, so they sold for 2 hours as scholars who would you explain the mystery. We bump us while you wait as time passes, you, behind your outdated CRT, band of Catholics who are unaware, not even cap 'to afford the plasma .------ -
The couple in my living room does not mufti. I decide to adhere. Who says nothing consents.
course the 10 year olds can "see" them and all the others, those still in the womb, like it is for them too. Come just small ones, as they say pigeons in Luxembourg. It is a program that is incredibly humanistic there to do good. To assist the happiness which, as everyone knows, needs it, and help of crutches. On alibis perhaps. Those in the womb and those not yet certain, defined, definite, and those waiting in the labs to take off in vitro fertilization for women, because they can not, do not want that. And those in vico, both those in silico than done, let's insane. Welcome. France 2 has prepared a very cozy room, then hide under the sheets.
Those in vivo and those in vino, however, is less certain. AC is on.
Do not just watch, pigeons darlings, but listen, drink, soak up that.
You are only there, things that have not yet true puberty or buying potential but soon you will come, so do not forget: Make
children. Copula for a result. Not without reason. Especially not for pleasure. We just explain it to you. Take a little shit what. Your desire is the desire to give birth to mini you who want to buy bigger houses and have more expensive cars and make children more febrile excused by the biggest diseases. Fun, not. It is irresponsible for the pleasure. So here, take a loan to pay you a 3 bedroom. And if you ever forget you are thankless parent-to pass the good word, do not worry, we're here, we'll look after you, they let you down. And if madly, you wonder "but because, uh ... why?" , then remember:
Because you are like that. All. Produced, manufactured, created like this, all alike, all for the same life, everyone: family, children, home, credit. And count on us again soon after Species Odyssey and the Odyssey of the Iliad will love the ostrich, be patient.
I am perhaps a bit unnerved. Possible.
I just wonder: during or after this program, how rushed to their neighbor to check the crazy beat of their hearts during the erection wanted to leave his warriors speak of sperm? And how eventually chained to the 2nd slot TV, comfortably seated at the back of the sofa, with the program which would explain with a true story of land:
"why the deadly raging" and
"How many rapes go unpunished"
?
You must be afraid. Afraid to feel alone. Now, it's late, tomorrow you work, then turn off the TV, but do children do in the open, without much pleasure, because it's dirty, fun. Make full, full, full of children. To never be alone. Among others. Never have time to think, either.
Is that "how and why do we fall in love" was a yet another educational program, as a topic on the war, famine and melting of sea ice, as families watch and forget, wondering again who wants the gratin of pasta. It goes in one eye and it shows by the other ear? Why
and, due to slipping-tone on a banana peel? Is this the fault of the steward if you find yourself on the plane next to an ex? Evenings where we do not want to go and where they will eventually have to be permanently filled with types that have been made Trafalguar? Should we always ask "?" Instead of those who impose their "."
All that bothers me.
I am certainly very excited. It is quite possible.
Regarding "other," I stopped trying to convince the "audience" they are, I am also, as it is in one way or another what we are reduced - to feel concerned, it did not seem to interest them, all that, children who were dying of thirst out there as they left the water running here, their fashionable sneakers on the feet while the others were making to knees. Either. Either. Either.
And I say three times "or" parcqu'une time is not sufficient to translate the cessation of my ... renunciation. Front of their selfishness.
SELFISHNESS precisely.
And Blowin ti not like being used on the most personal, internal, confidential and unique out there and they all agree to adhere to that, an opinion out of a production company that has felt the seam of a mass of an era as they say. And all to yell to the genius with a lot of "it teeeeeellement CAAA!" I accentuate vowels to communicate the excitement.
Then the selfish they are simply stupid?
beasts to eat hay?
Beasts worse than their feet?
Beasts receiving slaps?
Pleasure and Sex and love are not they just as subjects of Docus? I'm upset
.
Is what has been said that during what they called a "sex" he arrived at the best of us to practice the positions that were not in the sense of procreation?
All the people who make love do not want children. I put my fertility to be cut, with my hands.
If I like someone's sex in my mouth and mine in his, I'm not hearing that you counted, France 2?
you, besides, you do not have sex in your mouth? At least prevent you from saying stupid things larger than the audience you'll obviously have, band TV channel?
How is it possible today to accept that talks about sex without talking about that light?
Well, I'm not nervous, I'm worse.
When I got "taken" by the voice, I felt no welfare. Neither before nor behind. We explained to me why saliva rushing and why the hair stood on end but I was not told why the pleasure was irregular, surprising, and a whole person. Unpredictable. No scientist has been able to say why the first chords of Radiohead made me want to love everyone, why all Bowie reinforces my desire to love someone. Why Leonard Cohen took pleasure in all contradict and, why, why, I even tried to forget everything in the arms of someone who is not the father of my children since I do not want. How is it that someone comes, then it was not planned and that its smile pin badly with the malice of our eyes.
Who decided that when this young man kissed me here, here and not elsewhere, it was like Bowie and Radiohead and even Brenda Lee with some Fante and Faust as an one is there, all together, all disagree, but disagree in the same place. ?
And that, I did not know if I had no desire at all, or too much, everything.
Who decided that I was not exceptional, me and everyone who said I was. I'm exceptional. I am for myself, and that every day, and it is the least of it.
I know the number of hearing of the said issue, I regret that. I rarely regret anything, it is the case today. I
. There. There, I deplore. It and many other things.
Secretly, secretly, because it is always better-I hope that those who exploded the score of this hearing DocuL have chuckled and also dragged on Arte, a month before, after the " connnais not Hitler ... "as they thought they could find me, again, again, something interesting TV. There are some things even a little living and true, sensory, in this screen, and, for once, nothing to say, this program there was not that sensory precisely. It was so in the spine connected to the rest of the toes to the end, passing not only the clitoris pornography could get dressed. For once. She so loves to walk naked.
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