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Tuesday, April 26, 2005

"The Abduction of Psyche" by William Adolphe Bouguereau.


Isn't this a fantastic painting? (You can click it to make it bigger.) Abduction abschmuction! Psyche is obviously having the time of her life. Look at her!

I love her delicate pink fingers, her pointed toes, her flowing hair, her head tipped back against Eros with her eyes closed, and the billowing, strategically-placed gauzy fabric everywhere.

Psyche glows with love. And Eros looks determined rather than lascivious. He has a kind, boyish face. He will take good care of her; you can just tell.

Is this stuff too heady for you? Then see Yuri at the Anti-Sexual Stronghold immediately:

http://www.ktk.ru/~cm/go.htm

Yuri will put you right. If you go to the "Information" section, you'll find an essay entitled "Prophylaxis and the Cure of Love". In case you're wondering, Yuri is dead serious. Love is disease. Check out this excerpt (imagining it in a thick Russian accent makes it read easier):

Weigh pros and contras [of falling in love] calmly and objectively. What can love give you? Even if everything goes successfully, the brief euphoria, which is in no way better than alcohol intoxication, will eventually fade out leaving behind controversy and conflicts. If even both you and your spouse behave honorably (and that you can never be sure of!), parting will be a very unpleasant experience nevertheless. To love means to lose. Including the loss of your freedom. Love is a voluntary, and therefore the worst, form of slavery; remember your dignity: do you really want to be a slave? Love will steal your time, nerves, energy, money; you may lose friends, job - and in exchange end up with some memories, and not always pleasant ones. Remember how many evil and crime was done because of love throughout the history; remember all the people whose insanity brought harm to themselves and to others. And this dangerous madness still appeals to you?

*sigh* What a killjoy. Sorry, Psyche.

5 Comments:

  • At 9:25 PM, Blogger Vilda Chaya said…

    I totally agree, that is one sexy picture.

    Yuri is welcome to his opinion on the topic, but me, I don't know where I would be without love, and I don't want to know either.

    "Love? What is it? Most natural pain killer what there is. LOVE." --William Burroughs

     
  • At 1:44 AM, Anonymous chasmyn said…

    Without this dangerous madness, life is grey and bland. And what's the point of that? Love is living, truly living.

    I love that image, too.

     
  • At 7:02 AM, Blogger Adrienne said…

    Kate, that is a cool pic, you're right about him looking like he loves her and will take care of her, and she looks as if she wants to be taken care of. God's design, perfect plan, we women need to be taken care of and he designed our men to do it Yuri is a very sad individual, I feel sorry for him!

     
  • At 7:33 AM, Anonymous Danielle said…

    I agree on some levels. Love can be the most volunteerly painful thing we put ourselves through. But, on the other hand-- where are we without love? I think the intensity definitely is worth the pain.

    Yuri is indeed a sad individual, but even in his dismal explanation, there are some hidden truths.

    Love? It's worth it to me.

     
  • At 10:05 PM, Blogger Benevolist said…

    I hear Yuri screaming along to the Minor Threat song:

    "I don't ... smoke!"
    "I don't ... drink!"
    "I don't ... fuck!"

    How str8 edge he be.

     

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