I Am The Paragon Of Perversion.

What's a pervert? According to Princeton University: "a person whose behavior deviates from what is acceptable, especially in sexual behavior". Hmmm... I see two problems here: who's to say what is acceptable in general, and why limit the definition to the field of sexuality? I share Frank Zappa's definition of perverts: a pervert is someone who deviates from the norm. Period. No judgement about what's "acceptable", no narrow definition, limited to the area of sexuality.

So, is deviating from the norm a bad thing? Short answer: no. Just imagine how boring the world would be if everybody fit the same mold. But more importantly: all great thinkers / poets / inventors deviate(d) greatly from the norm. If it weren't for this deviation, we would never have been treated to the extraordinary poetry of an Edgar Allen Poe, and all the great inventions that required the proverbial "thinking outside the box" would not have happened.

I am not a normal person. I don't think (a lot of) average thoughts. I cannot be put in boxes. (I don't even think outside them, anymore -- I think "outside the planet", and sometimes "outside the galaxy".) I deviate greatly from the norm. And by doing so, I enrich society as a whole. I am proud to call myself a pervert. I firmly believe that exploring the unusual, the extraordinary, is a good thing, in any area. And I do explore the unusual with passion and compassion, and without any feeling of guilt, breaking molds and eliminating the separation between different areas of life in the process.

Just one example: Imagine the combination of sensory serenity (some would call it "deprivation"), e.g. in a floatation tank (or inside an inflatable rubber cocoon), with mental and sensory stimulation (via "mind machines", essential oils, induction of trance, meditation etc.) to enter altered states that provide experiences completely out of the ordinary. Then imagine the beautiful poetry that may be created from that place. Or the next great invention of the 21st century that dramatically changes our lives for the better.

That's the beauty and the value of deviation, of perversion. So, "express yourself, don't repress yourself" (Madonna), and "be yourself, no matter what they say" (Sting). I do. I am.

My modus operandi: I use my mind creatively and act compassionately. And what do I get as a result? Ecstasy. I smell a formula: Ecstasy = mind * creativity * compassion (E=mc²)

Now, that sounds quite familiar... there was this other guy who came up with a formula like that... what was his name again? EinStein, right.

I am the paragon of perversion. I am

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