Where seduction Begins
The food is exquisite. But almost irrelevant. Because what we’re truly tasting is each other.
Look by look. Word by word.
Life Changing Sex
The bespoken phenomenon
Party times
One should not be deceived by ambitious power politics and an overbearing desire for pleasure; both are symptoms of the blackest depression. Instead of striving to win a kingdom of heaven through religious zeal or a place in history through heroic deeds, all that remains is the modest desire to pass their earthly existence in lust: life as “nothing but the fattest possible last meal”
Intimate Memories of a Little Girl Smashing Chocolate Bunnies in Las Vegas
Djuna: What do you want to break?
Elsa: A chocolate Easter bunny.
Djuna: What was your most carefree, easy moment?
Elsa: Last summer: swimming naked in the ocean and then nestling my cold body against the warm rock.
Djuna: What would you like to experience with a guest that you haven’t yet?
Elsa: New Year’s Eve in Las Vegas.
Djuna: What do you love about Haetera?
Elsa: That we all are all a bit crazy and get to nurture it!
Sacrifice yourselves
My new life as a lobby whore, or how an honourable gentleman kindly asked me to relinquish my civil liberties. #respectsexwork is something.
Behaving Oneself
I don’t want to belong. I don’t want respect. I don’t want to be accepted, nor proper, nor fitting. I want the resentment, the hate of all who say of themselves they are normal.
After all most are suspicious. One is vigilant against participating in something only because everyone else is. A banal insight, really, anything but creative, the moral of every other great novel. Everyone dies for themselves alone. Nonetheless, people don’t get it into their heads that they’re alone, transcendentally lonely, solo, and can’t talk themselves out of it by saying they’re only doing what everybody does, that they’re adapting to the circumstances.