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THE STORY.
MY BELOVED FELLOW TRAVELLER..
A man should make love the way a painter paints --when he feels the urge filling his heart --or the way the poet composes poetry, or a musician plays music. The woman's body should be taken as a musical instrument; it is. When the man is feeling joy, then sex is not just a release, a relaxation, a sleeping method. Then there is foreplay. He dances with the woman, he sings with the woman --with beautiful music vibrating the love temple, with the incense that they love. It should be something of the sacred, because there is nothing sacred in ordinary life unless you make love sacred. And that will be the beginning of opening the door to the whole phenomenon of superconsciousness.
Love never should be forced, love never should be an attempt. It should not be in the mind at all --you are playing, dancing, singing, enjoying... part of this long joy. If it happens, then it is beautiful.
When love happens it has beauty. When it is made to happen, it is ugly.
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