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What is Sublime? The Difference Between My Sexuality in Fantasy & Reality
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What is Sublime? The Difference Between My Sexuality in Fantasy & Reality The term "sublime" refers to an aesthetic value in which the primary factor is the presence or suggestion of transcendent vastness or greatness, as of power, heroism, a vast extent in space or time. It differs from greatness or grandeur in that these are, as such, capable of being completely grasped or measured. By contrast, the sublime, while in one aspect apprehended and grasped as a whole, is felt as transcending our normal standards of measurement or achievement. Those who experience a sublime aesthetic experience feel baffled, in awe, elevated, and stimulated. Experiencing such a sensation may be in connection with an object of beauty, but this is not always the case. We can examine the sublime experience in terms of horror, disgust, even pain. The earliest extant determination of the sublime as a distinct conception is in the treatise ascribed to Longinus, a philosopher pre-dating Aristotle. In modern aesthetic philosophy, the concept of the sublime has been given special prominence by both Edmund Burke, in his Essay On the Sublime and Beautiful, dated 1756, and Henry Home in his essay Elements of Criticism.1 Both of these authors sought a psychological and physiological explanation for this kind of experience. According to Burke, it is caused by a "mode of terror or pain," 2 and is contrasted with the beautiful (rather than being part of the beautiful). We must consider the sublime in a distinct and separate category form beauty. According to Immanuel Kant, it can be reasoned that a sublime experience occurs in the mind, as a reaction to an experience or object, differing from the experience of beauty, which can be recognized through the senses: touch, sound, smell, taste and sight.3 In a slightly varied viewpoint, Burke has presented the sublime experience as an extension in space or time, and a dynamic of power.4 Most subsequent writers on aesthetics tend to bring the sublime within the beautiful in the broader sense insofar as its aesthetic quality is closely related to that of beauty. How can we reconcile with our primal reaction to an ‘ugly’ but compelling opportunity? Without question, art works such as “Saturn” by Francisco de Goya, which delve into the horrific, are consistently as worthy of contemplation as a work of art depicting a motif such as a vase of flowers...and yet-- few would describe the moment being depicted as ‘beautiful.’ What drives an artist to create a sublime but horrific work? Certainly, it is important to discuss the motivations Goya felt in creating his darker works, in context to the political and social crimes he encountered. But, a student may ask, why do we need to see these works now? The war in Spain is long over. Let us explore the purely aesthetic motivations one may encounter for viewing one of Goya’s more horrific canvas. Here is a description of Goya’s sublime imagery as presented by art historian/critic David Sylvester: Mouths leer, grin, gape, gasp,moan, shriek, belch. A hanged man's mouth lie open and a woman reaches up to filch his teeth. Grown men stick fingers in their mouths like sucking infants. Mouths vomit, the sick gushing out of them, and a great furry beast sicks up a pile of human bodies. Mouths guzzle: they guzzle avidly, ferociously, living flesh as well as dead.5 To take another example, while no sane person would even conceive of being on the receiving end of the Holocast tragedy, thousands of people willingly paid to see “Shindler’s List.” How can we reconcile this aspect of the creative experience? Equally as intriguingly, what drives the viewer to experience that same work, willingly, even eagerly? “There is a vitality, a life-force, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and be lost. The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is; now how valuable it is; nor how it compares with other expressions. It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open. You do not have to believe in yourself or your work. You have to keep open and aware directly to the urges that motivate you. You as an artist have to see, make, and be at times sublime."6 Physical safety seems to me to represent a critical condition by which one can judge a sublime experience or object vs a truly horrific experience lacking in aesthetic merit. Thus, for the sake of this essay, we shall define such sublime objects as those which threaten or provoke fear by their power, and by presenting the sight of human suffering. The willingness to participate in such a sublime experience seems to me to relate to safety: either an actual or a perceived distance from the threatening object. What could be cataloged as a healthy desire to sit in a darkened room and watch a movie depicting horrific events, seems to require that the viewer not actually suffer. In such cases, the object or experience we have judged sublime never really threatens. So I believe in defining the sublime the key is considering can we "consider an object fearful without being afraid of it?" This brings me to my point. I'm going to make a distinction here between my sexuality in actuality and my sexuality in fantasy. I have recently confused a few men who I think did not grasp the subtlety of this distinction. In my fantasies, which I do not apologize for, I seek and want many experiences I may never actually proceed with in person. I'll tell you, for example, these desires or images in my mind, they rarely go beyond this moment- this quickening of my heartbeat and this moment of lust. Example- If I am saying to you in a chat room that at this moment I am so horny I would like to such-and-such from you...that I would like you to rip my stockings off my thighs and bruise me with your fingertips, grip my warm flesh and penetrate me violently, at that moment on some level I do want that. I do want to be gang-banged by *you* *you* and *you.* This is sublime...I'm apart from it, I think about it, it arouses me, it's abstract in that it's not real. I'm at a distance from it, I'm safe but I can still indulge in this expression of my sexuality. Keep in mind, when I will say this, that by all means, in every way, my desires are real for those men. I'm just thinking about how each of them is compelling in his own unique way and how fantastic in this sort of sublime ideal moment it would be if they all agreed to pleasure me at the same time, with harmony and fervor. And I'm not thinking...let me get a planner and pencil one after the other in for appointments. I'm thinking how divine it would be to have everyone of them pleasure me as a entirety. So, no, no deli number dispensing machines required, TYVFM. And no, I am not naive. I know men don't work this way, anymore than women usually work this way. (SORRY to burst your bubble, folks). Men usually want intimacy, or ah, if they would be into group sex, they usually want more boobs/pussy in their group sex scenarios. Furthermore, to actually be fucked by 3-4-5 men at the same time would create...dehydration and friction and sore bits. So....If you ask me on the phone the next day (or even 20 minutes later) if I still want that, was I sincere, etc. I'll confuse you by saying I would not do that sort of thing, actually. Or at least, I may confuse you, if you're not capable of pickin' up what I'm layin' down. I'm a fairly old-fashioned pervert, actually. And, if you'd be the sort of man I'd actually want to have in a relationship with me, you'd understand this skewed dichotomy that is my particular perversion. BECAUSE- I really mainly genuinely basically would like a monogamous one-on-one relationship with one very special man who would be up for the challenge, my intellectual and emotional equal, blah blah blah. Oh but wait- there's one more thing for you to know, which is: I'm not SO wrapped up in the one-on-one of things...because, actually- I do enjoy the occasional 3way. And that ain't just my fantasy pretend sublime sex life, that's my actual sex life. HA Image: "Succubus" by James John Footnote Sources: 1 Longinus. On the Sublime. Trans. A. O. Prickard. Westport: Greenwood Press, 1978. 2, 4 Burke, Edmund. A Philosophical Enquiry into the Origin of our Ideas of the Sublime and the Beautiful, 1757. Ed. Adam Phillips: Oxford University Press, 1990. 3 Kant, Immanuel. Critique of Judgment, trans. Werner S. Pluhar: Indianapolis, 1987. 5 Sylvester, David, “About Modern Art: Critical Essays, 1948-1997,” Henry Holt & Company, Inc., 1997. 6 Graham, Martha, “Terror, Disorientation, and Difficulty,” Howland Parker: Bakersfield, 1981.       |
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Dear Christy Loves Fun, Well. That's very interesting. I will have to look into that. I have not considered that term, to be honest. Wow. This is so great, isn't it? To have a person to connect with via Hookup.Date Naughty Affair Dating who could and would consider my musings so thoughtfully and carefully. I guess the reason I choose sublime for fantasies is that (ok careful here haven't thought this through but I'd say...) in the sense that I have had 'experiential' experiences with SOME sex. If a person is a virgin having a fantasy, does that illuminate them? Well, they might have kissed, so they might be imagining oral sex? Hmm Hmm Hmm. Interesting indeed. On a completely unrelated topic, may I link to your blog on mine? I hope so, because I love your Frank Picasso stories (as you know) Regardless, Have a great rest of the day! MT Sure, you absolutely may link to any of my blogs. Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety. Other women cloy The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies. For vilest things Become themselves in her, that the holy priests Bless her when she is riggish. ~~ from Antony & Cleopatra
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I'm not sure if I'm buying into your definition of sublime for myself. What you're describing more closely fits my idea of catharsis. To me, there is a direct experiential component to all things sublime (whether beautiful or terrible) that makes it difficult (though not impossible, I guess) for a fantasy to be "sublime." Well. That's very interesting. I will have to look into that. I have not considered that term, to be honest. Wow. This is so great, isn't it? To have a person to connect with via Hookup.Date Naughty Affair Dating who could and would consider my musings so thoughtfully and carefully. I guess the reason I choose sublime for fantasies is that (ok careful here haven't thought this through but I'd say...) in the sense that I have had 'experiential' experiences with SOME sex. If a person is a virgin having a fantasy, does that illuminate them? Well, they might have kissed, so they might be imagining oral sex? Hmm Hmm Hmm. Interesting indeed. On a completely unrelated topic, may I link to your blog on mine? I hope so, because I love your Frank Picasso stories (as you know) Regardless, Have a great rest of the day! MT
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I'm not sure if I'm buying into your definition of sublime for myself. What you're describing more closely fits my idea of catharsis. To me, there is a direct experiential component to all things sublime (whether beautiful or terrible) that makes it difficult (though not impossible, I guess) for a fantasy to be "sublime." Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety. Other women cloy The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies. For vilest things Become themselves in her, that the holy priests Bless her when she is riggish. ~~ from Antony & Cleopatra
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Dear Ms. Skylily, Oh thank you thank you indeed! Mr. Aura of Sex feels I should not have included footnotes, but I think he's just admitting that the typical Hookup.Date Naughty Affair Dating-er will be turned off from such academia...I think artists or writers deserve credit...so *raspberries* if those people feel that way. HA I am glad to see you're a watcher of mine now. Thank you for that as well. MT
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Your writing is far more worthy than on Hookup.Date Naughty Affair Dating. I know it is a nice audience and friends, but you should be published. The writings are exquisite, the art out of this world. I love all you post very much. Your words resonated with me. This very concept of sublime...wanting a gang of hot men to gangbang me all night is a hot and wonderful thought. It is wonderful because I am safe. It is in my minds eye and no bodyparts will be chaffed. By the next day,my thoughts have moved on. And yes, there were times when the fantasy did turn into reality. Because I created it and then allowed it everything was perfect. Your point is well taken. Thanks. MT
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Never say never. (In other words, I don't automatically scratch it off my 'to do' list.) MT (I always smile when you stop by, sugar)
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Touche'...whether a thesis or written musings melded with a visual, you have exquisitely defined "Sexuality in Fantasy & Reality" the difference" ... LOL a "Mood Swing" (Im in the mood for this at the moment... then a thought or vision)
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Your writing is far more worthy than on Hookup.Date Naughty Affair Dating. I know it is a nice audience and friends, but you should be published. The writings are exquisite, the art out of this world. I love all you post very much. Your words resonated with me. This very concept of sublime...wanting a gang of hot men to gangbang me all night is a hot and wonderful thought. It is wonderful because I am safe. It is in my minds eye and no bodyparts will be chaffed. By the next day,my thoughts have moved on. And yes, there were times when the fantasy did turn into reality. Because I created it and then allowed it everything was perfect. Your point is well taken. Thanks. She broke your throne, she cut your hair, and from your lips she drew the Halleluljah. -Cohen
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