Boop oop de doop.
I have no idea what that was about. I haven’t posted a blog in some time so I decided to just pull up a blank post and see where it took me. But Caitlin, I hear you ask, what if it takes you on a journey through something like thinking about…. I was trying to think of something completely non-sexual, to then be able to tell you, dear reader, that everything in my mind comes back to sex. Really truly, sex is where it’s at.
I was looking around my room for an answer for ‘…’ above: bed (obvious), lamp (lights on or off?), eye mask (blindfold), dream journal (yes, I keep a dream journal, because I’m awesome sauce and am trying to learn to lucid dream BAM) (but really, my dreams? do we even want to go there. That is some messed up shit).
You know who was messed up? Medieval Catholics. Their logic was just all over the fucking place. (If you are religious, I may step on your toes here. I suggest you look away.) Continue reading “Freaky Medieval Sex: The abject and the natural body”