yuen: Love Thyself
There is an overused clich?©, that one is its own greatest enemy. True it may be, but very often overlooked fact is one is its own greatest lover as well.
I‚Äôm not talking about being selfish, individualistic or self-centered. No thanks since we have many of those nowadays. I‚Äôm talking about a specific action, of repetitive motion; a mix of sweat, heavy breathing, half-eyed trance, fantasies and aching arm. An action that is so close, intimate, natural, yet treated for ages as a taboo; a dark humiliating secret shared with only with the closest peers: masturbation.
Waving the magic wand, applying nail polish remover, lima lawan satu, beating the beaver, calling down to more mayo, parting the red sea, freeing willy, m?©nage a moi, make like Hans Solo and stroke your wookie, capturing the bishop, or whatchamacallit is the noblest thing that one could do for oneself. It is very unfortunate that this expression of love to oneself be deemed to be something shameful. (Almost) everybody is their own first love, the first orgasm, full-body sensation of secretion may came from one‚Äôs dream (no interference from anybody, one person party) or one‚Äôs own stimulation. And they say the first one is always the best, and you experience it, with who else but your best buddy; yourself. And there is nothing wrong to attempt to make him/herself feel good, like sitting in a comfortable sofa, sipping ice water on a hot day, so what‚Äôs all the fuss with self gratification? Hedonistic it may be, but there is absolutely no wrong in that.
Year after year, those self-righteous religious fundamentalists and the society still hold the same perceptions on self-love, as a sin. Is that really a sin? One interferes with nobody‚Äôs life, disturbed no other‚Äôs emotion, forced nobody for gratification, disturbed nobody‚Äôs privacy; it is an act of love, one just being understanding and responding to one‚Äôs need. I‚Äôm thankful that humans have this ability, it keeps your sanity at times. If only people are more serious about their wanking, there may be no war in the world.
Some may say, self-gratification as a desperate attempt for a desperation but bear in mind, as we all have known, that even those with lovers and sexual fulfillment needs their dosage of self-love too. Masturbation is different, it may not be as good as sex, but you need it just like how you need sex; you can‚Äôt compare sugar with salt; one cannot replace the other. You may favor sugar or salt more but you need the other just the same, just as essential.
Honestly, who hasn‚Äôt act according to self love before? Tell me. Self-love may be the one of the sweat generating activity done by everybody in the world, probably having more participation worldwide than of football. Plus, it is more unisex than football. It could be the unifying factor for all the people in the world, if we could conduct something for masturbation like how the World Cup is for football. Think about it! And imagine how corporate sponsorship at the event will look like! It must be lots of fun. But then again masturbation couldn‚Äôt be a spectator sport, unless for all you exhibitionist out there! But think again of its potential as an unifying shared culture by all the people in the world. At this very moment probably there are hundreds of people in their bathroom (or car, public toilet, trailer etc) masturbating simultaneously, people of all races, male and female, may be thousands; under a common understanding of self-reward, committing their ritual of love, isn‚Äôt it beautiful?
The point here is, feel free to love yourself. In times when you feel that you need to be loved (or having difficulty to sleep, alone), feel free to start stroking. Just make sure that you‚Äôre well equipped with toilet paper, lubricant, aiding material (if necessary), lock the door. Indulge. It helps, trust me, losers like me who always sleep alone knows.