[Rate] the poem josh brolin wrote about timothy chalamet

[MysteriousWeeb420]

[kathisterima]

deep

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This reads like a pederastic poem from Ancient Greece, not unlike Straton or Anacreon for example. They were obsessed of talking about the gaze of prettyboys which rendered them powerless and insecure. Plato even invested philosophical significance in their gaze since he argued the prettyboy's inert gaze created a kind of mirroring action between souls, seemingly passive in many ways but active and aggressive in others, that created the very sense of drive and longing that philosophy is meant to repurpose for intellectual life altogether. This mirroring action only occurred between an erastes and an eronemos. It could not happen between men of similar ages or between men and women. It is a large part of why he made eros the sine qua non of philosophy. As Andreas Fountoulakis puts it, "The man’s emotions are capable of directing his gaze towards the boy his soul desires as well as of summoning up the erômenos’ gratifying image as if it were the whole world. Vision is then governed by erôs, which has the power to turn a projection of the erastês’ soul into the unique object of vision."

For the same reason though they could never fuck, at least ideally (on vases the most you usually get is intracrural sex, i.e. fucking between the thighs). If they fucked the desire would be satiated and the mirroring action would be gone. In reality, a lot of them did probably fuck though.

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Equally, Anacreon, a poet of the sixth century BCE, mostly active in Samos and Athens, says that the boy he loves has the gaze of a girl.


Dorian Gray:

And how charming he had been at dinner the night before, as, with startled eyes and lips parted
in frightened pleasure, he had sat opposite to him at the club, the red candleshades staining to a
richer rose the wakening wonder of his face. Talking to him was like playing upon an exquisite
violin. He answered to every touch and thrill of the bow…. There was something terribly
enthralling in the exercise of influence. No other activity was like it. To project one’s soul into
some gracious form, and let it tarry there for a moment; to hear one’s own intellectual views
echoed back to one with all the added music of passion and youth; to convey one’s temperament
into another as though it were a subtle fluid or a strange perfume; there was a real joy in that

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Camilla Paglia hits the nail on the head.

All things created by men are delusions of power and destined to fail. “The beautiful boy represents a hopeless attempt to separate imagination from death and decay.” Just as men often focus on the eye to the exclusion of all other aspects of beauty so does the beautiful boy, “The Apollonian is a mode of silence, suppressing rhythm to focus the eye. The beautiful boy, sexually self-complete, is sealed in silence, behind a wall of aristocratic disdain. The adolescent dreaminess of the Antinous sculptures is not true inwardness but a melancholy premonition of death….The beautiful boy is cruel in his indifference, remoteness, and serene self-containment. We rarely see these things in a girl, but when we do,…we sense catatonia and autism.” There is a certain brooding passivity and asexuality in the beautiful boy; he is never aroused and never in action; he lacks an inner life. “The beautiful boy is without motive force or deed; hence he is not a hero. Because of his emotional detachment his not a heroine. He occupies an ideal space between male and female, effect and affect. Like the Olympians, he is an objet d’art, which also affects without acting or being acted upon.” The effects of the beautiful boy are death and/or destruction sometimes of himself as in the case of Billy Budd sometimes of those around him as in the case of Dorian Gray. “The beautiful boy is a destroyer….[he] is never deeply moved by the disasters he brings on his admirers, since he is scarcely aware of anything outside himself. His ruthlessness is an Apollonian apatheia [a state of mind in which one is not disturbed by the passions: equanimity], Stoic emotionlessness.” His disregard for others is due to his inability to love others less lovable. “As the oblivious beautiful boy he can fall in love with no one—except himself. What fills him with ‘a strange idolatry’ is his own mirror-image.”

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anyway timothée has hit the wall, you were right a few months ago.




no homo but so many fucking hotter boys now, this one looks 50

[Altruist]

candy shop mogs

[Altruist]

I'll take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollipop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)
You can have it your way, how do you want it
You gon' back that thing up or should i push up on it
Break it down for you now, baby it's simple
If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho
Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor
Have your friends teasing you 'bout how sprung I gotcha
Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem
Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider
I'm a seasons vet when it come to this shit
After you work up a sweat you can play with the stick
I'm trying to explain baby the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, fuckin not in your hands (ha ha)
I'll take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollipop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)
Give it to me baby, nice and slow
Climb on top, ride it like you in the rodeo
You ain't never heard a sound like this before
Cause I ain't never put it down like this before
I touch the right spot at the right time
Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind
So seductive, you should see the way she wind
Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind
As Long as she ain't stopping, homie I ain't stopping
Dripping wet with sweat man, its on and popping
Ohh I'm trying to explain baby the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, fuckin not in your hands (ha ha)
I'll take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollipop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)
Licking and such
Licking and such
Licking and such
Licking and such...

[MysteriousWeeb420]

anyway timothée has hit the wall, you were right a few months ago.




no homo but so many fucking hotter boys now, this one looks 50

[slop slinger]

anyway timothée has hit the wall, you were right a few months ago.




no homo but so many fucking hotter boys now, this one looks 50

wish he had a thicker ass

[slop slinger]

I'll take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollipop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)
You can have it your way, how do you want it
You gon' back that thing up or should i push up on it
Break it down for you now, baby it's simple
If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho
Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor
Have your friends teasing you 'bout how sprung I gotcha
Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem
Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider
I'm a seasons vet when it come to this shit
After you work up a sweat you can play with the stick
I'm trying to explain baby the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, fuckin not in your hands (ha ha)
I'll take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollipop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)
Give it to me baby, nice and slow
Climb on top, ride it like you in the rodeo
You ain't never heard a sound like this before
Cause I ain't never put it down like this before
I touch the right spot at the right time
Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind
So seductive, you should see the way she wind
Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind
As Long as she ain't stopping, homie I ain't stopping
Dripping wet with sweat man, its on and popping
Ohh I'm trying to explain baby the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, fuckin not in your hands (ha ha)
I'll take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollipop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)
Licking and such
Licking and such
Licking and such
Licking and such...

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