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I let my sacral slowly find its way into near constant erotic flirtation with the universe. It’s just always happy to be alive now. Why wouldn’t it be. https://t.co/XKEad2rW7n

Our resident bio-emotive himbos can elaborate, but seems to me it’s allowing energy to interact and flow constanly through our sexual system, keeping it in flux and openness, letting the intrinsic pleasure of subtle awareness vibe and self-entrain the body.

Sadness/stress/resentment supposedly block it, but they don’t have to, and having a cutie ask if you wanna fuck, and feeling very safe to say no helps. The sense of control we lost that made us say no in the first place comes back.

We’re not pressuring ourselves to regain the trust that sexual energy won’t disrupt our being. We’re allowing the trust to be built, rightfully. https://t.co/lBhNPzoMQG