Talking pussies, psychic semen.

[seesaw]

I really didn’t know what to call my thoughts on this subject. I opted for cheap sensationalism.


 We are all sexual beings. We are sexual beings with an interest in sorcery.   Even those of us that may be approaching formlessness still retain our sex organs and experience sexual desire. What to do with it is the issue. It’s a bit of a conundrum really.


Putting it simply we have three options.  We can either continue having regular sex,  we can completely deny our sexual side, or we can start to be real fucking sorcerers.


 I am all up for incorporating everday mundane into something magical. I therefore advocate the last option. Besides it a damn sight more fun  and I’m all up for that.  So other than typical mass debates found on forums like parallel errections and wet dream ways,   what exactly  is a real fucking sorcerer?  What is real sorceric intercourse, and where the hell does that leave us?


When in doubt I hit the library.

The books hinted at sorceric sex, they certainly gave people food for thought about energetic threads feeding previous sexual partners. (That scared a few of us into shutting our legs completely, and compounded the guilt of male Castaneda junkies jerking off thinking about the hot chicks from Cleergreen.)  They also hinted at sexual relations and intense love affairs between sorcerers.  The other thing that the books spoke about was the amazing qualities of the womb.


In various terms the female reproductive system is referred to as an independent centre capable of processing and acting in the second attention. We just need ears to hear it.



 


 

Ok enough of the books  for a second lets talk about me me me, and cringe, my own experiences.



Despite many of my school friends predictions, I am no longer a virgin. I cant say I’m yet an expert but I have had certain experiences during sex where i have been able to sense information directly from a partners womb area. Its not words but it IS a strange form of direct information exchange.


Examining the experiences in more detail I would have to say that the communication happened on a total body level. It was not filtered through thinking, nor sensed through my own genitals. It was as if the event was witnessed by my own subtle side. As such the event is ephemeral and easily escapes awareness, until you know to expect it and listen for it. As soon as awareness knows what to look for it can start to focus in on this. As sorcerers we can specifically hunt out this subtle sexual awareness since it is the beginning of the second attention we are all seeking.


The experience of feeling the womb talk  is not really surprising when we read about all the mysterious qualities attributed to the female reproductive organs.  On reflection  though it was damn odd to feel them imparting wordless information though it.



 


 


 

Back to books again


Other books written by people who knew Castaneda even hinted at other uses of sex.  I was therefore fascinated to read of Castaneda using sex with Amy Wallace as a way of directly inducing her into the world of sorcery. The idea that semen resting inside the genital complex of a woman could actually impart its own information, directly, bodily, eventually manifesting in conscious realizations was a revelation for me. When you think about that semen is designed to be a storehouse of information this is not too big a jump to suppose it contains all sorts of other information too.


In fact I read recently about scientists discovering the reason for sex. Basically they propose it was a way of imparting information amongst a species that rapidly improved its chances of survival compared to same sex reproduction. You can literally double the information available to offspring. 


If you consider that the same effect are possible without having to physically reproduce well the possibilities start to get really quite interesting. This is for me what the Wallace book was hinting at. Sex as a direct pathway to enter into the world of sorcery. A type of energetic initiation. Hell gurus have been doing this since the year dot. Maybe they weren’t all just dirty old men and women.



 

Story time again. (Used to support a hypothesis before you groan)



 

A couple of years back I found myself in a house in Minnesota trying to explain to a girl that although I found her quite wonderful in no way did I find her physically attractive. ( I wince at what I actually said to her.) This was my first experience of internet dating OK  and unable to change my flights home we found that we were actually stuck with each other for the next 10 days. Ouch!


Despite her having adopted a state of complete chilling indifference to me and her thinking I was the biggest **** on the planet, we ended up having sex anyway. Quite a lot of it in fact. The sex was ok , despite me contracting swine flu, but what I found really curious was that she started to have complete OBE experiences during them. This was entirely new for her. As much as it is hilarious to think this is a result of my amazing skills as a lover, her experiences have to be factored in as a result of something happening during  sex.


The subsequent experiences she had were also quite odd. In the hours directly after sex  she started to experience the inability to speak. (It is funny recounting this because it can be read as flagrant bragging) .This was most perplexing for her. She could formulate ideas but speech was just impossible for nearly 20 minutes. This sort of experience is common for people that travel deeply over the edge. I had it myself once for over an hour and actually wondered if I had suffered some sort of stroke during this time.


Looking at the events as they unfolded the whole experience appeared to be an awakening for her.  Since then she has gone on to develop her life outside her body, outside this planet in fact. She has gone on to meet other amazing people who also live like this and I am happy to say has finally met the man of her dreams and will marry this year.  Of course I would love to brag and say I am a demon in bed and cause girls to reach heaven. (Oh c’mon who wouldn’t? Let me have my small delusional enjoyment for a minute longer please.) But it is curious to see how the whole things started and try to work out the subtle mechanics.


So if we strip from sex the social bonding of normal stable relationships, add in the idea that sex is a way of gaining /losing energy/ inducing abstract,  what are we left with?
Left to guess at what was going on in the worlds of the Naguals  i would suggest there was a whole lot of shagging going on.


I mean if ejaculation inside an orgasmic woman is a way of imparting energetic knowledge, seriously people what are we waiting for? Pick someone who has accumulated some power, and go play. Besides, all that dreaming has made you all miserable and morbid. You need to get laid.



 I would be interested to hear are other first hand accounts of strange experiences during sex, especially awareness of the womb complex. It fascinates me simply because  I havnt got one and have no way of knowing what it is like.



 

 Sorry to disturb you with my opinions again but I was bored.



 


 

Next up;


To breed, or not to breed?                   Yes that really is the question.

[Nagual LoneWolf]

A vastly entertaining post, you begin to expand here.

[Mornings Son]

I have two old experiences that is a bit like the womans

years ago I was in the close to the Andromeda galaxy hanging in spaces watching - a wow experience and something I had wished to do while kid and playing space travel.

The other was to become a unicorn and having sex with another unicorn in a very outlandish alien environment.



But alas that was years ago, these days it just getting to be come all energy flow. Yet it feels good, still ;-)

[goosewhispers]

I have had few sexual partners in my life. My husband was my first and let's just say, ignorance was bliss!

Hub and I were separated for 2 1/2 years after 12 years of marriage when he decided he wanted to move on. I met someone 21 months later that made me stop hating the phrase "we became one".  I thought it was LIES!! haha!


He was much younger than me (didn't look it though!) and not someone I would have believed I would be attracted to body-wise, a little on the heavy side.. until I danced with him. WOW... he was yummy!
We saw each other for about 3 months before he moved to CA. I hadn't been a virgin for many years, but I certainly felt like one when I discovered what I had been missing!! We reached levels of union I never knew were possible, heard each others thoughts.. magical. After being together a couple times, which was utterly electrifying from the get- go, I went to "visit" him in dreaming. I had not been to his parents home where he was briefly staying before his move, so I had no preconception of what the space looked like. 


I am hovering above him and he is sleeping on his back. I sink low to nuzzle him. I pull back and find it funny that he is sleeping on a twin size bed, he is not a small guy! (Later he told me since he was a smoker his Mama didn't want him to stink up the nice guest room with the bigger bed..lol.)
I see his comforter is blue and brown with geometric shapes and the streetlight light shining through the blinds across his chest, which makes me notice where the window is. I talk to him the next day and tell him, "I think I came to see you last night!" I describe what I saw and he says, "Yep, I think you did too". He was young, 23, but he didn't seem alarmed him at all. (Later he tells me his family is from Mexico and he apparently had an interesting Grandaddy...)
I went to his parents house for the first time a week or so later, stood in the doorway of the room he was using, and was stunned that what I saw was dead on.  


He is the only person I have gone to "see"  quite like that.


: )


Goose

[seesaw]

Wonderful stuff you are describing. Its also actually nice to be able to talk openly about some of this. Its an intimate subject and despite my bravado post i am still shy and sensitive verging on prudish. To be honest as a male i am quite humbled by the sheer power hidden between the legs of women.



Its fascinating to me how sex gives us such a powerful natural boost for experiencing the magical side of things. Sexual attraction between men and women is a readily available current that we can use to our advantage as fledgling sorcerers. Its crazy not to harness this. What your womb touched by making love to him, by feeling him as you did, obviously gave you a direct bridge to him in dreaming. This is a clear example of something utterly mysterious at work. Feel free to award your genitalia a gold star.



I think it mentions in one of the books how Florinda suggests smearing an object with creative juices from the vagina to assist in finding the item in dreaming. Its the same principle at work, im sure of it.



Please keep writing any anecdotes or descriptions of experiences of magical side of sex. I think the subject has been ignored for waaaay too long. New age descriptions of tantra just dont satisfy me.

Real sex, real experiences of the magical phenomena of sex, written about by us, will be way way better than any book on the subject. So long live the non experts, the non teachers, the non workshop giving, real trailblazers,



us.

[Guest]

There is no better sex than that with a powerul nagual man...and for men...a powerful nagual woman...putting both together the big bang occurs.
I feel seesaws and goosewhispers's posts illustrated this very well.

[Lunoor]

Man, you've hit my longing button. I recall when loving him once while reaching where the boundaries fade I opened my eyes briefly and saw him with great black wings, I became faint and closed my eyes, enjoying the rest. With that same lover sitting down together to play an old Hammond organ, I closed my eyes and after awhile of hands and arms touching and crossing over the keys extended the boundary of my awareness of body to include his. Many times we made music on an old bicycle wheel and other odd instruments in the basement. The spokes spoke in varying tones which were sounded by gently striking them with

other metal parts.This was my favorite instrument. He sometimes beat the heating duct drum or picked up other assorteds finding tones and tinker tunes. An amazing sensitivity to sound is touch took hold: rosy tender ear buds, the presence of an other, a third in the relationship. I don't know what it was.



That intensity was too much for the relationship to handle mostly because of my baggage and attachment to form. Ouch.



I had this brief sorceric moments with a guy over the internet whom I never met. We only talked a few times and I would feel his presence, not his conscious presence but the presence of some other awareness from him, energy body? A couple of times I saw hawks and intuitively felt it was of him, he was a falconer for a reason, he was hawk. If I thought of other men he was jealous, I felt that. This didn't last long, since I don't know his part, I have to say my baggage and then obsessive state crapped on the possibilities there, so eventually after another relationship that my karma crapped on painfully, I figured out I needed work and commitment to myself: recap and rearrangement.



I married myself. A best friends did my ceremony He was the anarcho-pagan sufi animist quaker no speaker: we had a long silence under the stars. She gave me to myself, my earthfire mother fierce friend. I tripped over the broomstick and otherwise awkward moments. Anyhow, I expected eternal bliss spiritual enlightenment easy initiation and instead got a most harsh of my life initiation including parablownormal experiences and even more humbling and difficult, got presented with my crappy tonal again and have spent a long time now thinning with good results that show in my life. At some point I might meet the next man with wings and touch lightly, just like Don Juan advises. What a good test it will be.



I am aware I got slightly off topic but maybe not, I have had some erotico-spiritual experiences alone since I wedded most often when dancing-- Recently dancing naked came with Nuit and Earth mother visions and geomancy dance shapes move.







What about that other? Has anyone ever sensed something like it? Maybe it's a bridge of sorts or spirit, possibly a muse?





Cool topic, thanks.

[goosewhispers]

My CA dream guy and I are still close friends although we have only kept in touch by phone, myspace, FB, and email over the years. I knew when we met he would always be in my life in some way, as did he.

[Guest]

Sex is interesting. Post is interesting. Intent is interesting. What's the intent? Just a simple how-to guide?



Although, I'll note I did find the idea of semen transmitting knowledge and power quite entertaining. Explains and justifies a number of things! I wonder how this would work in terms of a woman transmitting her own power onto another. I'm sure there are thousands of ways to accomplish the same feat... but not quite as enjoyable hmmmm



Not much else to say on the topic. Surprising isn't it. Meh.

[seesaw]

The intent of this post was just to explore whats possible with sex. Its a huge area of our life and it consumes tons of our energy no matter how we approach it. I think a lot of what we call sorcery unfolds when we guide our attention in specific ways. Im interested in learning what those ways might be. The small experiences i have had during sex seem to suggest that it is a way of accessing at least the beginning of the second attention. If i am serious about sorcery then that is what i am after, accessing that other attention. If i can do it during sex well thats just fantastic. Given the choice between chastity and sex, if the result is equal, i know which i'll go for.

[Guest]

I agree about sex and the second attention, absolutely. If I understand the term correctly...I know second attention to be dreaming attention..so dreaming awake...seeing the dream worlds in waking attention overlap or first attention may disappear altogether. Shifting the AP isn't it?

[seesaw]

Yes potentially it will lead to moving the AP. However its easy to get lost in explanations and miss the magic. What i think is more valuable is just accurately describing the experience. Describing the phenomena actually guides our attention into awareness of the magic experience. That is infintely more beneficial. A good description contains the power to deliver us to something approaching sorcery. Like lunoor said about it evoking a feeling of longing. That is the beginning of the effect i am after, being moved by your descriptions, moving you with mine. This is awareness between a new generation of sorcerers, alive, real, hunting elegantly. So lets hunt!

Heres my male perspective.
I feel my partner changing the rhythm of her body her back begins to arch. I then start recieve very slight sensations from inside her vagina. Sometimes this is more obvious than others. I naturally focus on these feelings and strangely i start to have a visual representaion of her genital area. This is not an imagined mental event. The awareness of her womb is separate from emotions and metal phenomena i am feeling at the time.
The internal sensations from my partner continue for a minute or so and i have wave after wave of information coming from her sexual organs. Each wave updates the extranormal awareness i have of her internal structure, i am somehow strangely aware of it changing shape, intensifying the flow of awareness at this level between. My own climax often feels merely a response to a command from her womb. I sometime have the impression that all i am doing with my penis is stimulating her womb into awakening. I sometimes also have the distinct impression that my own orgasm is delivered to me, that i am carried somehow on the sensations she is sending me. My own orgasm is hardly dependent on me at all, it is just a response to something incredibly ancient, old beyond words. Something dark and vast that reaches out of her, inside her, to command me.
This entire experience happens outside thought. I can have a range of emotional responses during sex, the same with thoughts. Fantasies, imaginings, memories, anxieties frustrations. But mental and emotional phenomena are separate from the awareness of what is happening in her womb. I sometimes lose track of which part of her i am even engaged with. Her personality dissappears and there is no idea of her as an id at this time. Her body seems to take on primal qualities, it does its own thing, some sort of series of ancestoral reflexs triggered by my being inside her. But when the information and awareness from her womb start to touch me i find it difficult to follow much else. I am literally over the edge, gone.

So no explanations, just descriptions.

[Guest]

Well you certainly are invoking a longing in me, lol. That sounds wonderful, how you tune in like that. Yes, its much more interesting to talk about experiences then AP, I just was noting that's probably what's happening, sex can potentially make the ap more fluid over time. Which would point to a sorceric function for sex. When we shut off inner chatter and lose ourselves in the merging and experience of arousal, that's when shifting can happen.

[seesaw]

No explanations Raven, tune in to the longing you are feeling and try to describe it.
Exactly where do you feel it, how?
If you can focus on it, you can describe it. Write as much info as you can about it.
You can describe the longing you feel now, or an experience you had, its not important which.
Just tune in to the feeling, follow it, explore it, be inside it.

[Guest]

The longing...where do I feel it...hmmmmm. In my mind I connect to memories, sensations, images both mine and also the woman, your partner. I related to her being that I'm a woman, but I related to you too, based on what I know sorcery men can do when they tune into the woman's experience...it becomes far more powerful for them. I love the shared connection/merging when two become one...to me sex is really beautiful, magical when with the right person, meaning attraction plus one who understands and accesses the magic. Men truly unlock our wombs potential when they know how, and I love them for it, not for the mere arousal, but because its a spiritual act to forego ego in such a way, thus journey to egolessness places together. We need them just as much as they need us. I agree the woman provides most of the experience... the ride.

[Guest]

To describe it...the womb energy is different each time, does different things...sometimes feels my lover accesses buried energy deep in my womb, pulls it out, vibrates it and we errupt into pleasure together for many minutes continuously...if I start to fade, like a wave falling, he can often bring me up to peak again and again, as he senses my every sensation and is trigger fast to respond.

Also, it feels like he is adding his energy to mine, rather then taking mine or me taking his...so mutual combining...just wanted to mention that...that its not just my energy.

[seesaw]

Excellent.
I am genuinely delighted that you can start to feel my descriptions too. The potential for real communication amongst us here on the forum, on all sorts of levels, is ,well, i dont really know where the limits are. That is kind of an exciting notion really.
Next time you get to play wth your lover you have the possibilty of looking out for this awareness as it starts to activate again. Even ask your partner (if they are interested in this stuff) to describe what he feels, or to look for this.
I have a strong suspicion that the ability to focus your attention on your womb will enhance many sorcery exploits you want to explore. Imagine being able to focus on this doorway into the second attention as you fall asleep for example. Its your doorway into the unknown, always there waiting for you.
Go and play Raven, and if you get good results remember to write them up and post them here. The ability to describe your experience like you have started here massively helps hunt the sensations with finer and finer levels of attention,
and that just might be the key that really opens the door

[Nagual LoneWolf]

Ok you two, get a room!

[seesaw]

Come on NLW wheres your contribution to this? Im not the only guy here.



Am i?

[Guest]

lol, LW. Well, I have no desire to have a room with seesaw...no offense seesaw, and you should not be offended because I don't know you from Adam and thus have no desire for anything. Its like this...when one sees a movie or reads a love scene or what not, it can trigger our own experiences with the ones we know.



Also I said what I said for the aspect of energy exchange discussion. What it means in the sorcery context, how its experienced, etc.

[seesaw]

Totally agree with you RV. Also when awareness starts to develop like we are trying to do we can totoally enter into those experiences, even if they are written. With practice we can get inside poems art people ideas anything. Our world suddenly gains an extra dimension to it. Is like going from a 2d experience to fully interactive 3d realm. We may well dream at night but the ability to do this in the day whilst awake is just awesome. In fact if someone else joins in i just might treat you all to yet another of my fantastic adventures dreaming awake that shows how wonderful i am yet again. Then again thats a threat isnt it?



Things is, its someone elses turn to unzip their experiences.



So come on get describing,

or i shall go out into the garden and dead head the roses sulking.

[Lunoor]

Ravenmoon wrote:Well you certainly are invoking a longing in me, lol. 
Me too, : D

Yeah, definitely a flip switch!

[Guest]

Sex huh … alright, seems I have something to finally say on the topic.



Clearly there are a variety of ways to have sex. From quickies to making love and then you get into role playing and fetishes, the possibilities are quite numerous. Describe our experiences? Really? Sounds like you’re asking for a dirty novel but ok, sure, sharing is caring isn’t it.

The quickie. Who wouldn’t enjoy the energy rush of beating the clock? Knowing there is only one goal in mind and that is to reach an orgasm. I admit, I’m a fan of the quickie but there isn’t much to say on the topic due to the nature of it. It’s one of those energy bars some consume in order to hold them over until the next meal.



“What’s for dessert, honey?” … “Well, it’s cherry flavored panties, dear.” We’re saving dinner for last simply because I prefer dessert first. The kink, bondage, discipline, master, slave, humiliation … mmmmm yes I would classify that as quite a desert menu. I’ll toss in fetishes too such as foot fetishes, enemas, and any other sort of role play since I can’t list all 213234234425 of them. Or ballooning! We can’t forget ‘looning … I learned that a month or so ago (not practiced just researched). Ok, getting sidetracked now.



Anyway, fetishes offer a chance to explore sex in unique ways. Most of these add to the great fun factor of discreetness. When we see our lover place on a pair of heels, a thong, hiding the bullet in a pair of panties before going out, strapping on a chastity belt, orgasm denial, a collar, an uncoiling of a leash, the fierce control exerted when our partner wants something … or better yet, when we want something. Or how about a munch (normal gathering for those in the ‘scene’) or even the ‘scene’ itself! Scene being where various avenues of sex are practiced publically … in a discreet location (ha). The taboo factor or intimate secrets shared between partners can enhance closeness and intimacy between couples (depending on the couple of course). The creative opportunities offered during dessert are simply delicious. In the end though, the dessert should serve as a compliment to the meal … not to replace the meal … if one chooses to consume those extra calories of course.



Now, the main course. Excuse me here, I get quite sentimental as I relish in the thoughts of what a good meal really means to me. For the record, yes we’ve all had frivolous unfulfilling sex. This isn’t what I’ll be referring to. I like quality and am willing to pay for it. Continuing, it helps a lot if there’s chemistry. What is chemistry? Something we study in high school and then promptly forget I don’t really know… it’s that mysterious energy factor that either draws or repels us to someone. It’s what makes us notice them. After that, the chemistry is fueled or it diminishes depending on the people. Intelligence and honesty play big roles for me but I have close friends who place those two things at the bottom of their list. So everyone is different.



What I prefer is an equal. A partner who offers a tantalizing give and take, a sexual relationship where it’s open, where I can take a seat in his lap, wrap my legs around his waist, and begin trailing kisses wherever it is I’d like to trail them. Someone who is intuitive enough to acknowledge the subtle responses my body offers to him. Whether it be the goosebumps as his 5’oclock shadow brushes against my shoulder, the almost unnoticeable inhale as his grip tightens around … whereever it is his grip is tightening around, or even the change of pace as the interaction moves past foreplay. It’s not about just one person anyone, it’s about generously including another into our being. From how we think, move, behave, breathe, operate… the ego is stripped from us and we become one. The way we see our partner, the desire to respond to them in such a way further encourages more openness (even if it is just between their legs.)



Yes, I could have turned my response into a trashy novel, but I dunno … we can get that any day of the week.



Quite funny though, my bestie (best friend) is a huge supporter of group sex. She tells me about her exploits and they are rather steamy.. as much as I’ve tried to embrace her lifestyle, it never has clicked for me. Seems I’m selfish in that regard, when it comes to sex and the intimacy it offers, monogamous relationships (as boring and unexciting as the concept seems) is something I can’t not embrace. I care .. and I care deeply. We all do stupid, fun, exciting, retarded, and amazing things regarding sex. However, at the end of the day what do we come home to?
edit: 1 was grammar 2 dessert was spelled desert :*(

[seesaw]

Wow a smorgasbord of things i could comment on. I also suddenly feel i have lived a very sheltered life!



There is stuff in your post that i had never really considered. For example I was reading about the scene ie making love in an open place under the gaze of others. That is something really spooky just there. God i imagine that is like being watched by infinity itself. What a way to manipulate awareness! I can imagine if i tried it the shock and fear would shrink my world to the point where i would probably leave my body. Theatre set and setting. Cool.



One of the other things that you make me aware of is how the 'tuning in' of our awareness to the other person during sex is something that can start way way before the actual sex act. The whole theatre of the prelude. Touch the other persons attention, hold it, draw it on to how and where you want it to go. Perfect stalking manouvre really. Way way more meaningful than just making up dumb forum accounts to trick people.



The 'intuitive subtle responses of my body'. God i am back to the state of 'tender listening' again. The style of your post is is really different from others that preceded it, but yeah i can hear you.

I could hear a pin drop on the beach three thousand miles away just now.



Its funny i started a post somewhere else on what i thought was a different topic. Im not sure it is. It all just awareness and really touching the people here on the forum that have the heart to really connect. The people writing here i can actually start to feel in a really strangely sensitive way. It is intimate beyond what these words can say. I am reminded of the phrase 'crossing the boundaries of affection'. Not sure why yet, it just springs to mind. I can also feel yet again how sexual currents provides a natural easily available current to carry our awareness. Why struggle to get to the second attention when we can do it this way?

Jeez i am not even sure where i am just now.



Awesome K.

[Guest]

I'm glad that was thought provoking for you ... it was thought provoking writing it, lol. I admit, you have some great prompts around here. It's been awhile since I've been required to think.