"Gather around if you want to hear the meaning of life! My name is Zeus," started the white-robed man in the middle of the "park".
"Haven't you ever wondered why it is that you have two arms and feet, two legs and hands, two eyes, two nostrils, two cheeks (both ass and face) and only one sexual organ and one brain? I have and I will tell you why this magnificent result has come about shortly - but first, I want to tell you a little story about me when I was "above-ground" not so long ago.
I went to a friend's house one day and saw an old book in their living room book-shelf titled, "The Psychology of Sex". He he, I smiled and thought. Tim must have been trying to spice up his marriage. I was intrigued by the apparent age of the book with such a title. The pages seemed old and made by a primitive binding machine - but it was also authentic. It felt and smelled "authentic".
It was written in 1933 by a reputable doctor, Havelock Allis, after strong urgings by his colleagues and others to reduce multiple volumes he had written on the subject into one concise book that could provide value to not only other doctors, but also to the layman - to you and I.
I only had time to read the preface that day, but in the second last paragraph in the preface he wrote one sentence that not only appeared to be some kind of foundational aspect of his book but is one of the best-worded descriptions of man with regards to sex;
"A man's sexual temperament is too essential and intimate a part of him to be viewed with indifference."
Think about that for a minute. Essential. Intimate. A part of him. Not to be viewed with indifference.
If any of you guys out there are married or have girlfriends and because of their "indifference" to your sacred rights find yourself questioning whether you really should be thinking about sex a few times a day, be secure in the knowledge that as far back as 1933 - it was first eloquently written that no, you do not have to question yourself any further. And as a good friend of mine, Brad, would remind us, even many thousands of years ago, the ancient Egyptians, the Romans, the Africans, the Greeks, the French, the English, the Japanese and many other social civilisations that, consequently, were heavily male-dominated, had been practising and protecting this very element of human nature.
We could go as far back as the stone ages to see this same behaviour, and even though they didn't have the ability or skills or nature to write about it - it was core to their existence. It still is and always must be.
I see in the crowd before me young men and women, some looking around checking others out - yes, you, too, buddy. And I think to myself, what is it that holds us back from acting with our natural instinct? Is it really self-preservation in a society that judges our every action and word? Is it a phobia developed from within or as a result of that same society?
Well, people, I come here today and will come here every day to tell you that you are now free. Free of the burdens of the old society and its rules, developed by ancient and managed by self-interested people with an aim to control you and tell you what you can say, think and do.
It doesn't exist anymore! This great realisation hit me like a tonne of bricks one morning. I had lived in the same "bunker" with a man who was once one of the most powerful men in the world. For 6 months I listened to his stories. He was old and much weaker, but he held his stories with dignity and strength. I learned much about a world I had never seen and never would. There was not much else to do but to in those first few months, as you know, except read and watch old movies on the monitor. This man dies one night in his sleep and like a thief in the night, his body was "removed" and a message was left for me on the monitor of the conclusion to this man's life.
It all ends, but why then, does it start? What is the meaning of life? Join me tomorrow and I will tell you more.
Thank you."
With that, the robed man turned and strolled towards a nearby tree and leaned back against it, watching the crowd disperse, enjoying expressing himself to this unknown community of people. He started to semi-subconscious ideas of something he should do and to continue this is an important thing. He also knew that there was no god, but he would enjoy the illusion of his descendance upon this community.
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