We should all listen to the heart when it beats faster, usually that heart knows what it”s doing, beholden, when my eyes met his there have been many, but not like this and faster and faster, i actually touched my lip, and slightly trembled so alive, for me it was always him, i felt him, sound familiar and the beauty of him was mine. i love being gay, he’s so delicious all of him, that face, bod, mind, the way he laughs, his intellect, i love to run my hands through his hair, bring him closer to me, i’m in heaven, and the way he kisses, making out with him, it’s electrifying, right to my heart, he makes me sizzle, ok, there i said it, happiness is the greatest gift, so to all you hot sexy guys, find your happiness,and be thrilled that in the world we live in,,for him life doesn’t get any better than this, he has so many options, whether it’s him or her or both, explore life. ANON
“You have no idea how hard I’ve looked for a gift to bring You. Nothing seemed right. What’s the point of bringing gold to the gold mine, or water to the ocean. Everything I came up with was like taking spices to the Orient. It’s no good giving my heart and my soul because you already have these. So I’ve brought you a mirror. Look at yourself and remember me.” Rumi
‘Bravo’ (nickname; real name unknown) as the Older Prisoner was a Tunisian from nefta who was a barber with a big family to support Lucien Sénémaud (real name) as the Younger Prisoner. He was introduced to Jean Genet by Jean Cocteau with whom he had served in the French army. Genet fell passionately in love with 18-year-old Lucien Sénémaud, about whom he wrote, “His beauty harpooned me.” The two men formed a passionate, and volatile, couple; He was a married man whose wife supported him in appearing in the film. Java André Reybaz plays the Guard. Reybaz had a long career spanning forty years, which mostly consisted of numerous French television appearances. Coco Le Martiniquais … Second dancing prisoner (uncredited) Set Genet had an extensive prison set built amidst the ground floor restaurant of Nico’s Rose Rouge (the famous nightclub was in the basement). Exteriors were shot, on the sly, at both the Fresnes and La Santé prisons, where Genet had served most of the cumulative four years of his adult incarceration. The forest sequence was shot near Fontainebleu at Milly-la-Forêt, on Cocteau’s property. There is some controversy over the extent of Cocteau’s presence: Edmund White believes it was minimal, while Jonas Mekas says that Nico told him it was extensive. No one, however, doubts that the film is unquestionably Genet’s own creation. Genet’s rough cut ran 45 minutes, but he gradually trimmed it into its taut final running time of 25 minutes. (Source) Banned When in 1966 distributor Sol Landau attempted to exhibit the film in Berkeley, California, he was informed by a member of the local police special investigations department that were he to continue screening it the film “would be confiscated and the person responsible arrested.” Landau responded by instituting the case of Landau v. Fording (1966) in which he sought to show Genet’s work without police harassment. The Alameda County Superior Court watched the film twice and declared that it “explicitly and vividly revealed acts of masturbation, oral copulation, the infamous crime against nature [a euphemism for sodomy], voyeurism, nudity, sadism, masochism and sex…” The court rejected Landau’s suit, further condemning the film as “cheap pornography calculated to promote homosexuality, perversion and morbid sex practices.” He was similarly rebuffed in the District Court of Appeal of California, which accepted that Genet was a major writer but cited this as a lesser work of an early period and declared that in the end it was “nothing more than hard-core pornography and should be banned.” When the case reached the U.S. Supreme Court, the decision was confirmed once more, in a 5-4 per curiam decision in which the justices simply stated that Un Chant d’amour was obscene and offered no further explanation. —Jonathon Green and Nicholas J Karolides, The Encyclopedia of Censorship.
There is a whole new industry developing at the moment. It’s an industry that is telling men that they are becoming addicted to porn. It’s an industry of frustrated therapies and therapists. They would like to make men believe that watching porn and wanking is wrong. They would like you to feel initially just a tiny tiny tiny little bit guilty. Then they have planted their “seed”, and they will then leave you to grow in their manure. The fruition of course is that eventually you will blossom into a fully paying member of their philosophy club. It’s always the same ritual; you sit and talk about the most amazing porn you have seen on the internet. You explain that it allow you reach orgasmic levels that you will never be able to repeat in your sex-life. You tell them in minute detail about some of your favourite scenes, you know the one’s that really get you off. And they simply sit and listen. And you know m8; you pay the same price that would have payed for a visit to a tantric masseur. What did you achieve? What did you get for your fucking money.
There is a cure for addiction to internet porn. It’s very simple; spend 20 minutes everyday practicing your erotic performance. Don’t simply sit there and wank like a monkey. Get your favorite porn on a huge screen, put on your ipod and dance and wank. Spin yourself as fast as you can. Spin yourself until you are so dizzy that you fall down. Breathe deeply and when you feel ready get up and repeat the entire performance, making each even better than the last time. If you cunt-in-U to feel in any way guilty about practicing your erotic performance, you need to spin in a pattern of 81 times to the right, and then 81 times to the left. You could even film your performance. Celebrate your inner slut. Celebrate your porn and wanking addiction. Listen m8, you really are an exceptional wanker; your performances are absolutely amazing. You have the most beautifully fattening cock. Perhaps you should think about becoming your own “fucking therapist”. You know that therapist we mentioned earlier, ever wandered what they did after you have unloaded your most intimate sexual knowledge in an hour.
THE ONLY PROBLEM WITH WANKING TO PORN, IS THE QUALITY OF WHATS AVAILABLE ON THE INTERNET. 99.9% OF IT IS AS ABSOLUTELY USEFUL AS A USED CONDOM. IF MEN WERE ABLE TO ACCESS SLIGHTLY MORE INTELLIGENT CORE, THEY WOULD NOT HAVE TO SPEND HALF THE NIGHT FINDING SOMETHING THAT COULD ACTUALLY GET THEM OFF. METAPHYSICALLY SPEAKING, SCIENCE CLEARLY SHOW US THAT WANKING IS GOOD FOR YOU. IT CAN EVEN PREVENT CANCER. SO WOULD YOU RATHER BE AT YOUR COMPUTER WITH YOUR SPLENDID COCK IN YOUR HAND, OR DEAD, THE CHOICE, MY BROTHERS, IS UP TO YOU. BUTT, DON’T SIT AT YOUR COMPUTER WANKING LIKE A WALLY, GET UP OFF YOUR FUCKING FAT ARSE AND DANCE. THATS THE WAY TO WATCH PORN. HAPPY DAYS > MR COX