Monday, December 21, 2009
Humans bring momentum, cunning and infinite variety to lust, stretching and distorting its contours. Lust begins in our imagination as a sexual thing – an oddly pleasurable form of temporary insanity, in ideal circumstances a madness indulged with a loved one- but for many of us, it can have everything or nothing to do with sex. Lust is, or becomes about power. About acquisition (of money or objects or people). Control. Wanting. Devouring. And the most interesting thing of all is what happens in the space between desperately wanting and finally having (or not having): the manner in which we succumb to our lust- and whether or not we allow self-gratification to be perverted into self-destruction.