Sex is joy. It is acceptance of the wild, the untamed, and the pure. It is a primal connection with our nature and our essence. The very fact that we can experience such pleasure through our bodies is wonderful. Sex is an act of self-acceptance. An expression of our ability to be chemistry. It is a creation of natural universal harmony and teaches us to purify ourselves. Sex makes our species stronger, letting the blood flow between the veins, perfecting the individual.

Sex is a journey. A journey into ourselves that can take us to the most mysterious recesses of our soul. It is a crime against the norms, a rebellion, an explosion, a mad perversion, an abyss. It is tenderness, unbearably warm sunshine and honeyed fragrance. Sex can reveal unknown paths whose shadows hold truths about our being. Sex is the courage to illuminate what lies in darkness without casting a gleam in its eye. Sex is the triumph of imagination over fear. An unsuspected adventure. Madness.

Sex is an absolute. When it is a bridge between souls in love. When two elements merge to create new worlds. To feel each other’s power, quivering with delight and rapture. Sex is an ancient ritual that has the ability to stop time. Sex is the expression of the only thing worth expressing – love.