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The Schopenhauer CureI was predatory, I was driven, I was insatiable, I thought of little else. My whole being was caught up in the pursuit of womenБЂ”new women, always new women, because once I bedded a woman I rapidly lost interest in her. It was as though the epicenter of my existence was that moment of ejaculating inside the woman. And once that happened I had a brief respite from my compulsion, but soonБЂ”sometimes only hours laterБЂ”I felt the call to prowl again. Sometimes I had two or three women in a day. I was desperate. I wanted to get my mind out of the trough, to think about other things, to touch some of the great minds of the past. I was educated in chemistry then, but I yearned for real wisdom. I sought help, the best and most expensive available, and met with Julius weekly, sometimes twice weekly, for three years, without benefit.б» Philip paused. The group stirred. Julius asked, б«How is this going for you, Philip? Can you go farther, or is it enough for one day?б» б«I`m fine,БЂ«replied Philip. б«With your closed eyes it`s hard to read you,БЂ«said Bonnie. б«I`m wondering if you keep them closed because you fear disapproval.б» б«No, I close my eyes to look within and collect my thoughts ...» |
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