Alone again naturally

(Part 1 from 1. Fiction.)

Throughout to present VICE triumphant and VIRTUE its victim. To exhibit a wretched creature wandering from one misery to the next; the toy of villainy; exposed to the most barbarous, the most monstrous caprices; prey to the most cunning of seductions and irresistible subornations.

And for defense against so many disappointments; to repulse such a quantity of corruption, having nothing for than a sensitive soul, a mind naturally formed and considerable courage. All this to reach one’s own destination by a road less traveled.

And yet, having enough pride, even in these times of misfortune, not to give into to those tyrants. Will a tear in thy eye determine its triumph? Wilt thou, forever, value and honor VIRTUE and all that she entails.

Would someone be so good as to tell me who is against me having any rights. Damn it, how your ignorance shines in your every act. Tis all too obvious that I be sacrificed and all of you satisfied. Should such things be allowed?

Why am I here? Snatched from society; separated from my friends and family? Must I be robbed, ruined, dishonored and doomed? And for what… I am neither criminal nor murderer. So I asked yet, once again, why am I in jail?

Never shall any good come from bestializing my soul and rendering my heart immune to feeling. You can put all your efforts driving me crazy, but never, til the day I die, will you drive me to self-doubt.

Oh God, I sense the worst coming. I cannot endure this horrible solitude unscathed. Do not reduce me to despair… just give me time to repair my errors and the dreadful disorder I feeling brewing in my mind.

But, Society is a vicious entity that we live, where virtues and good deeds are totally worthless. And having no choice in Society, one must play with virtues and good deeds, or become a victim of their followers. It’s a totally corrupt Society that does not…

What am I really guilty of… bad taste, bad judgment or just bad timing? They don’t understand that it’s from Nature that the torch is lit. They don’t understand because they don’t want to understand. To understand would mean they need to accept Nature as she is and banish their prejudices.

Let us confine ourselves to simple evidence: we have what is considered, in some regions, to be criminal or sinful, which renders us happy, or the noose, which prevents us from being unhappy. The only Rule of Conduct to follow is for one to prefer what one finds natural and not what another finds natural.

To undo my mind is the aim of all this. Well, it has failed in the past and it shall fail once again. Knowing me as you do, the imbeciles ought to have known my will is too strong to yield to such nonsense.

The world is people with idiots who believe it is to lack respect for one to avow one finds another fitted for pleasure. And it is they, forever jealous, who fancy themselves to be the guardians of these ordinary rights and brutalize whomever do not acknowledge the entirety of their existence and partially yours.

For along time we have been your victims, but never shall we be your dupes. It is sometimes interesting to be the former, but always humiliating to be the latter.


How on earth could the wise citizens of today let themselves be hoodwinked to the point of believing they are promoting the interests of family, when the whole matter is patently the slaking of thirst for revenge. Taking us out of society is the aim of all this. Beware, if you are not like them, you will be their next victim.

I hear them cry, “You see! You see, he’s a little devil. An outrager of asses, full of vices. He might even… or perhaps…who knows?! There’s so much… in that mind of his.”

And as if we were naughty little boys, the idea is to spank us into good behavior. Well, we too haves asses and would well be pleases if they be shown a little respect too.

Our manner of acting, so they say, cannot be condoned. Not by their courts and not by their churches. And do you suppose we should care? It is not in our power to alter it, and were it, we would not do so. A poor fool indeed is he who adopts a manner of think for others.

If the wretchedness to which you would punish us for the most common place of indiscretions has failed to make us mend our ways, your iron bars and your iron doors will not be more successful.

FIE monsters! How after so many millenniums you continue to deny our existence and impose your own. You may feel sorry or even hate those things you consider strange, but never insult them for they too are Nature’s. And for as much and as severely as you condemn them, I can tell in your eyes there is a level of attraction as well.

Don’t be foolish enough to believe that the pleasures people receive from Nature is a distraction from heaven or social success - they are a part of them.

man is nothing more than man. Would someone please be so kind as to tell me why they cannot accept that which is and stop playing God.

Why is it that most religious institutions are designed to keep their faithful masses as busy as possible. Are they worried that if they leave them alone long enough to think about what is really going on they would stroll out and never return?

They are delusional if they believe that their “so-called” good deeds will guarantee them a golden handshake at heaven’s gates. This attempt at subversion is doomed from the very beginning. Their evidence is as false as their thinking.

They would have us repent and therefore I do. I repent not having acknowledged Nature’s omnipotence as fully as I might have done; her keen tastes and her strong passions.

I am only sorry for the modest use I made of the faculties (criminal in your view, perfectly natural in mine) she gave me. I did for sometime resist her and for that I do repent. I should have followed desires instilled in me by a much diviner inspiration.

We are like other men - full of enthusiasm, relishing each memory as they were occurring for the first time. Although, ‘til an entirely different structure we have, and in creating US, Heaven has ornamented us with that very same membrane as women in their generative sanctuary.

Not one of women’s pleasures is unknown to us. There is not one we do not know how to enjoy, but have in addition to them our own. It is this delicious combination which makes us, of all men on earth, the most enchanting combination which renders OUR tastes incorrigible.

We need to be loved and comforted… and we will!

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