Typical philosophers. Turning eros, like, anti-erotic. Becoming disgusted by bodies. By fucking and the prospect of fucking. By all the sweaty stuff. And lifting your gaze to the really beautiful things. To things really worth your time: arthouse films and classical music and lofty philosophical thoughts about eros.
Here’s the thing: philosophy in the bedroom is all about the disgusting. And the appeal of the disgusting. And wanting to fuck the disgusting – me, in other words.
Here’s the secret, philosopher: you don’t fuck like a Gnostic.