How important is it really to know the "why"?

Isn't it kind of like when the weatherman tells us "the storm front that will hit us this evening is coming from Michigan." Who gives a fuck where it's coming from? It's like going the grocery store and buying corn flakes & having to listen to some guy tell you where the corn was grown! Just hand me the corn flakes. And you, Mr. Weatherman...tell me what to expect and try to be somewhat close to correct this time!


Wow...ok, I'm back. Though I still don't really understand why people want to know why, I don't know that it's something that can be answered just once. Today, I want to make love because I am feeling clingy and want to be intimate. All day Tuesday and yesterday evening...I wanted to FUCK! I'm talking rip your clothes, shove my dick in your pussy and make us sweat and scream obscenities at each other FUCK! Why? Different reasons. Sometimes I wanna do it because it feels good, sometimes I need the intimacy and feeling that I'm loved. Sometimes I'm bored and can't sleep. Sometimes I just need a taste of sweet vah-jay-jay juice. Sometimes I need to hear the appreciative moans of a woman enjoying my efforts. I guess that would skew the results of the study if I wasn't monitored over a long period of time and the responses tabulated to reflect an average.

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.