The prostitute is a woman who carries an honest profession, which includes within itself the creation of a path that differs little from that which takes place in a normal psychoanalytic therapy.
The customer (smart) pays to know the extent related to the level of its opening to the other. From one value to another, he makes it good.
The relationship with a prostitute, is the mini-love story, where the monetary exchange makes it impossible for the occurrence of any illusion or a lie, because that is the body part, placing a cross over the whole field on the seduction and other similar waste of time.
is not the satisfaction that can be reached (because who would be happy to go with a whore?) But the report itself, the report seen and experienced, without the foretaste of the conquest, and the theatrical performance that finds its applause.
I believe that in today's society where the market god is omnipresent in every corner and crevice breath viscera, the craft whore may be regarded as honest and pure than you can imagine, and also makes a great lesson on the economy itself and its functioning.
The girls of good family, are, however, often dishonest, because that is engaged in the theft of the soul. All'innamorato require attention, satisfy the whims, demands of different elements often materials, such as valuables and expensive dinners, car, high income, etc., and can often be made only by a calm approach wild and primitive, which circumvents any trouble; even if what is made manifest is not an expenditure that an end in itself, where you have to nurture the image of an identity is seductive which in itself is also the subject, fetish, fantasy, but which represents other values \u200b\u200bthan those related to the object of pleasure itself. This explains
not that there's something wrong with the behavior of the girls called him "normal", but rather that with regard to the sphere of sexuality we live in a world completely ignorant, and the only teachers (which should be placed at the university level ) are just bitches.
We are all obliged to keep silent in front of the reality of our desires, and we do this by spending our money on other goods and objects that serve to make our Catholic guilt.
I state that I believe sex is a strong element incorrectly assessed. We are surrounded by sexual messages that lead us in every moment to be desired reports often the most "transgressive" as possible. Or you sling in romantic relationships based on lies, where one is not really interested in another, or for their own purposes that are related to some empty or need for affection or punishment, and so on. All this makes for a big slowdown in the self-knowledge, as the conflict causes a primary element, where the other is an object, but which we do not know what value to give.
The prostitute instead makes the sexual act in the foreground, from which part. The relationship with a whore can see sex not as an end, but more like half.
Pago, I have sex, hello. This is the sequence. It is clearly the most often very sad and dreary, no doubt. But going beyond the simple contract, and considering the situation from a human point of view?
Maybe we would realize what the rest is obviously bleak and miserable, compared to the angel that only in the middle of a street or in the most seemingly disgusting we might encounter. Pierre Klossowski
called a whore a living currency, or that body which in itself would not have money, but that the gains through the payment that led him to wear the clothes of the ghost who lives in the minds of the audience, becoming a simulacrum of itself, mostrantesi as a trailer for a film of love.
This is one of reality. Alas, it is difficult to be true, except in those moments when you should have known about this phenomenon called love, in itself free, just like death and life, and just as miraculous, rare, of which most men have the misfortune only to see the mirage, in their whole life
Prostitution is neither a straight path, or something deadly, but only a profession that has a dignity that other trades is even missing.
Luca Atzori
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