Wednesday, October 25, 2006

LIFE - Old-age wishes? Pt. 1

Imagine yourself as an old person, on your deathbed... or maybe just before you're on your deathbed. Maybe you're just stretching, putting on your death-pajamas.

In either case, your strength, stamina, and sharpness aren't quite what they used to be. What are some of the things you think you'd wish you could still do?

I posed this question to my girlfriend and, when answering it for myself, I made the mistake of starting with the crassness. I think that kinda ruined the conversation, but it was definitely honest.

As an old man, I'd wish I could sex the hell out of someone, again. I'd miss the times when I'd waste a whole weekend bumpin' and grindin' - whether it was makin' love or makin' lust. Causing someone else's body to all but glow with sexual pleasure is really a beautiful thing. It stimulates both the soul AND the ego.

Later, I pitifully, but sincerely mentioned that loving the hell out of someone is also a beautiful thing. It's just that I can love you to pieces, no matter how old I may be. Of course, the manners in which I display or express that love may be somewhat limited, but only so much.

Finding new ways and places to share and intensify the sexual experience with another person, that personal and relational sexual evolution, is one of the things I'd wish I could still do.


That's just one of my answers. Whatever answers I come up with, though, aren't just for intellectual exercise or to occupy digital real estate. The point is to accurately anticipate the things you'll wish you could still do... then do'em t'death while you're young and virile enough to do so.

If that means sexing your partner into a coma, so be it. Whatever it is, get to it.

Successes and failures be-damned. The best thing you can do with this life is to live it. SO GET CRACKIN'!


EDIT: The point, by the way, is to do consider whether you do these things enough to satiate your older self.

Personally, I tend to think that I'd look back on my life and smile, glad to know that I used my pencil all the way down to the #$% $#&$)in' nub.

5 comments:

Son of Blog-El said...

I'd probably wish I could remember where I left my keys.

Actually, I can't do that now.

I would probably miss the ability to live on my own unaided medically and being able to go out for a jog with my dog. Simple stuff.

Miz JJ said...

I'd probably wisht that I could take a walk along the beach. That is one of my favorite things to do.

Lol @ you being crass with the girlfriend.

West said...

Ahh, but do you DO those things often enough to satisfy your older self?

chele said...

See ... your answer to your girlfriend goes right along with the 'power' that I spoke about on a previous post. That thang is powerful!

If I was on my death bed I'd wish I could make one more Thanksgiving dinner. Yes, I do it enough now to satisfy me ... but that is my favorite thing to do.

West said...

re: See ... your answer to your girlfriend goes right along with the 'power' that I spoke about on a previous post. That thang is powerful!

Why, thank you. :D

But I guess this is partially explained by the fact that men cannot perform unless their equipment functions properly. For women, I'm not sure that's the case.

A quick trip to the drug store can take care of anything she could no longer produce.

But I guess that brings up Viagra. Bah.

re: If I was on my death bed I'd wish I could make one more Thanksgiving dinner. Yes, I do it enough now to satisfy me ... but that is my favorite thing to do.

That's (honestly) very interesting and pretty sweet.

What makes that your favorite thing to do?