Pure sex

Marcelina 2021-12-02 08:01:29

When a girl was infatuated with pleasure, there was a wooden horse at home, straddling it and rubbing it, getting happiness and feeling ashamed. No peers to share, I don’t know who to talk to. Gradually, I feel guilty and feel very hesitated. After adding happiness, I fall into a great emptiness. Such complex emotions are very disturbing. Later, it gradually became clear that our secret desires were actually poetic and radiant, shining on us in the eternal night. It is so natural and so hearty, like a passage of classical music, these passages make up Lars von Trier, and also the heroine of the story, maybe it is joe, or maybe it is ourselves.

Joe is an addict that every woman suppresses in her heart. She has amazing beauty, she has deep desires, she is unscrupulous and fearless, destroying everyone who touches her. She secretly walked naked in the thunder and lightning wilderness, and the flash of light illuminated her, and the land she walked through was like a piece of scorched earth. She accompanied a majestic symphony, walking in the wilderness. She is so pure, like a water-thirsty walker in the desert, asking and asking, like a bottomless pit.

What destroys this beauty of pure sexual desire? Lars Von destroyed it with love. Joe's female partner b whispered quietly that the most critical secret ingredient of sex is love. How majestic and awe-inspiring. She puts a garb on our desires, she gives our sexual desires an evil face, and in the name of love she makes our invincible addicts slaves. She tried to use love to explain it, but she didn't know that such an explanation was like heavy shackles, or a red soldering iron, which tied us to the towering trees in the primeval forest like a rope, which was scorched by thunder into a scorched wood, emitting a stench.

This is the sin of love. Joe gradually felt guilty. She felt that she was satisfied with others, and she kept asking for it. Her companion has turned their backs on their way, and she has only herself, and what is love? Such ugly and unfamiliar words beat our hearts one after another. And what is love? Is it an increase in the number of intercourse? Is it a kind of changed posture? Is it a candy prize in a train sex contest?

She fell in love with a man later, and it was difficult to tell why, and even she herself could not understand it. Maybe it was the loneliness of asking but not getting it, maybe it was the pleasure of chasing prey, maybe it was after waves of desires. The emptiness hits. She began to make all kinds of encounters with this man, peering at him in this man's residence, fantasizing about various postures of intercourse with him. She even wrote a long and affectionate letter, which she planned to hand over to him, but when she got the news that he was about to get married, she was stunned. She once despised the word, love, it is so grand, it makes our secret desires no longer have the purest beauty, it carries the destructive power of destruction, wherever it goes is like ruins. Love is disorderly and chaotic. It distorts everything. Love lowers human instinct. Love brings us humiliation. It makes joe’s indifference to sex eventually become loneliness longing for love.

What kind of emotion is loneliness? The film quoted Allan Poe's "The Fall of Usher".

In the fall of that year and close the eyes dull gray silence of a long day in
a heavy low clouds overhanging the sky
I alone rode forward
through this gloomy exotic country like land
eventually when night falls slowly
Ecuador The cold scenery of the She's Mansion shows before my eyes

. Sex cannot explain our loneliness, and neither can love. What they have in common is to try to satisfy the needs of others, thereby gaining power. And we all know that this is the biggest delusion. So, what is the ultimate destination of our loneliness?

Only death.

Father got delirium. The father she loved so much, the father who told her that the ash tree was the most beautiful tree in the world, and the father who liked to tell her stories about plants. Like Poe, it is a terrible disease. It is caused by long-term alcoholism. After that, you will fall into sudden despair. The body will enter a state of extreme panic. You will see the most terrible hallucinations. Your various systems are slowly failing, and in the end only fear is left, which lasts until death. In front of her beloved father, she saw death, and in the face of fear, she became wet involuntarily. Father is the first opposite sex we come into contact with in our lives. Our love and hatred, passion and desire, nakedly speaking, come from our father. In this life, we are all looking for father among different partners, perhaps the same as our father. The lover may be a lover who is completely different from the father. He is a symbolic sign. All our fantasies and desires for men are based on him, loving him on the positive side, or loving him on the negative side.

To explain our sex and love, death and loneliness more profoundly, Lars Von gave us the final answer-Bach. Bach recombined simple hymns and turned them into polyphonic music. The uniqueness of polyphonic music is that each of its sounds is a unique melody, but when combined, it becomes harmonious music. Lars Von believes that Bach used the beauty of mathematics in music to complete the harmony of music, such as the Fibonacci sequence.

The Fibonacci sequence is also known as the golden section sequence. It exists in all aspects of our human social life, including architecture, art and even music. The polyphonic tone technique created by Bach, 14 syllables, is characterized by small repetitive segments. The three voices represent the three lovers of joe, and also represent the sex addict's constant desire for sex. The basic tone, symbolizing one of her lovers who will always arrive one hour early, is low-key, predictable, and without a doubt. Harmony accompaniment with the left hand symbolizes another man who is like a beast and cheetah, precise, violent, and aggressive. The right hand fixes the tune, this is the third part, the secret ingredient of sex-love. When she finally combined with the lover in her heart, she suddenly said in a daze, I don't feel anymore. I don't feel it anymore. The story came to an abrupt end.

When different lovers are intertwined into a harmonious movement, sex addicts get the most pleasurable pleasure. If they have to find the source of our strong desires, it has nothing to do with love, it is just a longing, longing for the gorgeous colors before the sunset. , Eager to change the polyphonic melody, eager to occupy and own. It is the greatest instinct in the world, transcending the flesh, transcending emotions.

Go straight to pure.

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Nymphomaniac: Vol. I quotes

  • Young Joe: I understand now.

    Married Man on Train: What is it you understand?

    Young Joe: Why you didn't have sex with us.

    Married Man on Train: It wasn't because I didn't want to.

    Young Joe: [Joe smiles and grabs his dick] Wow. It's so big, isn't it.

    Married Man on Train: I'm begging you. Don't. Please don't.

    Young Joe: You've been as horny as hell. But you wouldn't give up your load.

    Married Man on Train: [Joe starts to give the man a blowjob] Ah, fuck! Oh, you're very good at this! Take it to your throat.

    Married Man on Train: [the other passengers look the man in a huge shock] Um, Joe? Stop, they're looking at us.

    Young Joe: I don't care. I want you to cum at my face.

    Married Man on Train: I'm gonna cum at your face! Oh god!

    Young Joe: [He cums at Joe's face] Yes! You're amazing!

    Conductor: You! Stop right there!

    Married Man on Train: You better run.

    Young Joe: Well, I could offer him a blowjob too.

  • Young Joe: I understand now.

    Young Lad 2 on Train: What is it you understand?

    Young Joe: Why you didn't have sex with us.

    Young Lad 2 on Train: It wasn't because I didn't want to.

    Young Joe: [Joe smiles and grabs his dick] Wow. It's so big, isn't it.

    Young Lad 2 on Train: I'm begging you. Don't. Please don't.

    Young Joe: You've been as horny as hell. But you wouldn't give up your load.

    Young Lad 2 on Train: [Joe starts to give the man a blowjob] Ah, fuck! Oh, you're very good at this! Take it to your throat.

    Young Lad 2 on Train: [the other passengers look the man in a huge shock] Um, Joe? Stop, they're looking at us.

    Young Joe: I don't care. I want you to cum at my face.

    Young Lad 2 on Train: I'm gonna cum at your face! Oh god!

    Young Joe: [He cums at Joe's face] Yes! You're amazing!

    Conductor: You! Stop right there!

    Young Lad 2 on Train: You better run.

    Young Joe: Well, I could offer him a blowjob too.