Picture from Walt Disney’s Fantasia.
Henry Rousseau, the duanier, was laughed at all his life. I laughed as heartily as the rest; though, almost despite myself, I kept on saying (as the phrase goes) "that I felt something; couldn't say what."
– Aleister Crowley, Energized Enthusiasm
“Any successful writer I know use some kind of stimulant at some point in the process”
– Justin Murphy, Writing with.. Substance
Great vitality has always been synonymous with high sex drive. John MacAfee or Rasputin are perfect embodiments of this rule, showing high sex drive, adventurous mind and almost supernatural physical abilities. But what if this sex drive was not a side effect of their power, but rather the source of their power?
Many writers use drugs and sex is a drug among others.
Of course, I will never judge anyone for flagging sexual energy as being a fraud. The topic of sexuality being one that can magically (Fenician Money Magic?) print views, attention and eventually $ from thin air, any content you see – especially if the author is alive – should be treated as being a fraud by default. But if you ever experienced the creative process as an erotic writer, posting on a forum, blog or just sending letters to your lover, you cannot deny its energetic nature, the capacity of words to produce energy and to trigger real world events with a lover, where this mysterious surplus of energy summoned by the creative process will be consumed.
This mysterious surplus of energy is well studied by the text of the occultist Aleister Crowley, Energised Enthusiasm. It's no coincidence that this topic of sexual energy ends up being exposed by an occultist. The Occult is the study of what is hidden, and we use to imagine this as being the result of some active conspiracies. But, in reality, such a topic just buries itself under layers of noise, scams and girl-bots. Energised Enthusiasm is an amazing text, read it.
But one problematic Energised Enthusiasm does not explore is the question of the medium. I think the medium (and also the person, the lover) through which you liberate this sexual energy is critical, especially those days with social media, virtual reality, augmented reality and for future readers brain/machine interfaces.
Domination, as a play, or even as a storytelling to the lover after a glass of wine is perfect. Writing, and songs end up as being continuities of this very medium.
On the contrary, drawing and photography – especially mixed with social media – are far too vampiric. By itself it creates gravity well. You just flow somewhere, getting energy from a corporate third-party, in a process that just gets over and over optimised by the competition for attention. All these Twitter accounts that specialise (optimise) in a very particular fetish will obviously end-up being replaced by an AI run by a prompt engineer – someone casting words, which is the definition of the magician. Magicians will certainly inherit the post-singularity world. Also notes that, at the contrary of the previous mediums, the pictorial one is not present as an attribute of the nine muses that, in the classical education, inspire poets and intellectuals.
The audience – the lover or the lovers – is also a crucial element killed by social media. In the race for audience, one could only crush the quality of his audience, eventually reversing this process of energy gathering, sucking out its precious life force. This kind of individual can only end up as a ghoulish, wrinkled vampire, lost in his pathetic castle. The lover, though its scarcity, achieves the opposite: its rejuvenation.
To my dear reader: Seek noble activities, like writing or telling erotic tales but in a vitalistic way, completely detach from the social media’s cybernetic loop. You shall not seek for neither the audience nor the algorithm. The goal of the teller is using the correct words, in the correct order, to the correct person (the lover), that would eventually open some unknown portal.
The muse has many forms