Posted by feitheachd on Sat 29 Nov 08, 6:29 PM to feitheachd's blog.
We males are so often characterised as being purely visual creatures, in thrall to a sign or a signal; and given the amount of money spent on trying to sate it, the circumscribed perception of male desire must be close to being the actual norm.
Of course I'd be a liar if I denied my reaction to certain visual prompts; but how much more I respond to personality, to self understanding, to attitude.
My desire responds to a state of mind, not a state of undress and so my pornography is the art of articulated self knowledge.
When I read something like this for example, my brain reacts like it's had warm honey poured over the synapses, the world makes sense; I have purpose, I'm inspired.
How much more joyful it is to revere an individual than to ogle a character.
[ETA: an explanation.]
Edited Sat 29 Nov 08, 6:43 PM by feitheachd
