Jacking It For My Girls

When used properly a fully aroused lingam may provide spiritual growth for all men, young, old, heterosexual, gay or undecided. Many men often enjoy the first arousal of the day, shortly after waking when our minds are still susceptible to Divine Influences. After we get up and drink coffee, our busy minds fill up with daily demands, self-made and those demands required to make money. During the sweet, tender first hard-on, barely awake, we are free to pursue our Higher Consciousness.

I make use of my morning erections more than twice each week. I stroke my cock into Spiritual Bliss. With much practice, even at 65-years-old, I often sustain a full erection for ten to fifteen minutes, hard enough to cut diamonds! No pharmaceuticals required. I have learned to hold myself at the cusp of orgasm, barely touching my cockhead, knowing one more stroke will gush semen. I hold myself there, in that suspended state of immense joy. This does not require the physical presence of my girls. They may not be in the mood, or in the cycles of the moon, or simply elsewhere in the morning hours.

I fill my mind with the memory of their warm, delicious, exciting nude bodies. I remember orgasms I have had with each girl. I silently repeat their names, like a mantra, or a Catholic Litany of Saints: Virginia, Eva, Rosalee.... Virginia, Eva, Rosalee, Bea... Virginia, Eva, Rosalee, Bea, Anna, Noelle, Debbie and Christiana. The stimulation of my imagination keeps my cock hard, and my deliberate control of each moment of masturbation keeps me one touch away from orgasm. Truthfully, I sometimes add personal commentary to the litany of names: Virginia, I fill balls with cream for you. Eva, I save each drop of milk for you, holding it back until we are together, saving my orgasm until we can share its joy. Rosalee, I ache to be in your mouth, watching your lips tight around me, your tongue busy, swirling the ridge of my cockhead.

The mechanics and the mental techniques used to sustain my throbbing hard-on are not the important part of this article. What is most important is the Higher State of Consciousness itself, the suspended, floating, intense joy and calmness one feels during those ten to fifteen minutes of masturbation. This is what Hindu, Buddhist and Taoist monks go for in their variety of ways. I dispense with the religious training and go straight for the gold, in a most simple manner: Jacking it. Every boy and girl can do this with their own bodies, using their own anatomy to reach beyond their bodies into the Infinite.

Now I hear some laughter. Some readers do not believe I am describing my spiritual experience accurately. Some believe I am exaggerating, to create a sexual tease. Believe what you wish to believe. I am attempting to provide useful information, not available in most colleges and universities in the United States. Our predominant religions, our educational institutions and our suppliers of porn have no interest in jacking-off for Spiritual Enlightenment. Our mainstream sources of information are severely limited by other goals, mostly by the goal of making money. People in charge of most universities and most churches to not believe spiritual education is possible using their own inherent sexuality. Using orgasms, and controlled orgasms to touch God, well, that is simply outside their imaginations.

What do I learn touching myself and touching the Infinite? I learn our own minds and bodies are the best resources available for understanding our place in the Universe. We do not need to send rockets to distant planets. We do not need to beat each other into submission with this or that social or economic or political ideology. Boys can simply grab their hard cocks. Girls can sink fingers into their wet pussies. We enjoy our bodies as much as we do, because our Sacred DNA demands attention. We have innate sexual demands, not just to make babies, not just for sexual entertainment. Step outside narrow cultural views of sexuality, just long enough to realize your own body truly is a Sacred Temple.

God really does live inside each human being. Most of the time we ignore God completely, and believe in mechanical momentary causes and effects, as if we were mangy dogs fucking behind a dumpster in New York City.