Yesterday, I received an email that made me incredibly happy, and I would now like to post it on my blog with the gentleman's permission. I found this email so beautiful that I read it several times. I will probably read it a few more times in the future as well. Although the email was written in German, I am also posting it on the English version of my blog, since I am sharing a few general thoughts of my own as well.
One often hears that all human beings are equal. Of course, I strongly disagree, as I see enormous differences between individual people. For example, when I read this email and then compare it with various messages such as "How much does one hour cost," "Where can I visit you," "When are you available," "Hello baby," and so on, one might think that the respective authors did not even belong to the same species. It would be like comparing single-celled organisms with human beings. Unfortunately, there seem to be many single-celled organisms among humans.
Time is our most precious asset. This may sound trite, but it is true. On average, a person has 80 years of life at their disposal. Some die much earlier, while others live a little longer. This man not only took the time to read my blog before our meeting, but also took the time to send me a very beautiful email.
I expect neither, but of course I am extremely happy about both. This has not only made my day sweeter, but probably the rest of my summer as well (which is actually impossible, since I hate summer 🥵).
Of course, I already find this man very likable, and I am very much looking forward to meeting him. He also seems intelligent, since he described me very accurately in his email. No, modesty is not a virtue, at least not one of mine 😁.
When I receive emails or messages consisting of only one or two sentences, I naturally cannot judge at all whether I even want to meet the man in question. For such men, however, it seems self-evident that paying the fee is enough, while mutual liking and respect are completely irrelevant. They expect a woman who is paid for erotic dates to go to bed with anyone who readily puts the requested fee on the table. Sex, or rather the woman herself, is regarded as a commodity available to anyone, with no right, of course, to decide who should have access to her.
One might now object that people in many other industries also have to deal with unpleasant and disrespectful individuals. This may be a call center employee on whom many callers thoughtlessly take out their frustration and who must nevertheless maintain his composure, hospitality employees who remain friendly even toward disrespectful guests, or lawyers who must represent unpleasant clients. In all of these professions, however, no one has to become INTIMATE with their customers. That is the major difference.
Perhaps many people nowadays no longer regard sex and eroticism as something intimate at all. After all, people can consume pornography at any time (which, in my opinion, largely only harms human sexuality), swipe left or right on Tinder every second while judging other people solely on superficial characteristics, and "order" some woman for sex whenever they wish.
However, this constant availability of sexual content and experiences also robs sex of what makes it special and intimate. Sex degenerates into something interchangeable, something utterly mundane.
On a physical level, there is actually nothing more intimate than sharing an orgasm with another person. Do people today even recognize the intimacy in that anymore, or has everyone already been far too damaged by pornography?
Furthermore, confiding one's secret erotic fantasies to another person and living them out together is an act of the deepest trust. You make yourself vulnerable and voice things that may be embarrassing to you, hoping that the other person will neither judge nor laugh at you for them.
Anyone who is not a male or female primitive has the best sex with people who also appeal to them intellectually. They don't go to bed with just anyone because they have too much self-respect for that.They are more attracted to a person's personality than to a beautiful body. The single-celled organisms among us cannot understand that, of course. However, they will never have truly fulfilling sex either, because they are simply too dumb for it.
P.S.: I had actually intended to make the blog on my Swiss website different from the one on my former Vienna website. I wanted to keep it professional and limit myself to texts about erotic topics. However, I abandoned that plan fairly quickly 😅. I simply find my personality far too interesting and fascinating to hide it. No, self-praise does not stink, it smells wonderful.