How I got reproduced

….. but I decided to curtail promiscuous thoughts instead. It (watching ****) is one of those pooh-poohing activities, one of the activities which people think is good only while doing—an askance—yes everything seems to be dead still, was anybody watching? A lot of human evolution has had to do with reproduction, isn’t it? Extending the race—“that is what it is all about”, some say. I don’t have to go too far to agree, options seem to falling all over the place after sometime, there comes a time when you ask yourself to reproduce. Perhaps, that is the cause of my confusion surrounding this topic, how do I know when to reproduce? I know that it is very easy for brain to misinterpret—manning the earth taken as responsibility for perpetuating existence. Signaling, that is not as far as it gets—whom to reproduce? Probably a question most of the human beings ask. Ok, we do reproduce in the end after endless speculations and zillions of things that we think should be done because we might reproduce and then might not do things which we want to do.

It is a natural act, yes, and we don’t have to be good. That is how it has been decided by evolution for us; it is surprising however. It is the most biological aspect of extending the race; yet, anybody who merely possesses sexual organs is capable of reproducing. As complicated as it already is, nature made its job easier by doing so. Imagine a world where who can reproduce and who cannot is decided by a random probability, because we are so obsessed with the concept, let us say god is the one who decides who can and who cannot reproduce. There would be whole lot of research and economics around the thing, life simply wouldn’t have been the same. But when everything in nature tends to be implemented in need-to-explore kind of fashion, why does reproduction fall out of the circle? –both asexual and sexual. Sure, we are going towards same-sex reproduction by artificial methods, but we aren’t spending less energy than spent during sexual reproduction process. Also, why are so many species involved in sexual reproduction when such a thing comes in the way of so many pursuits? (Not having a choice is one good and lame reason).

Would you care to speculate about the reasons?—never gave it a thought before this, although I did speak about this to a girl sometime (1.5yrs or so) back. She found the very thought to be enlightening and kissed me hard for that, it is funny there were lot of times when I actually used to feel weird doing what we used to do, she ain’t gonna read this, so I think I have evaded another moral-human-social-whatnot tragedy. Surely, the desire to break the rut and take a break from reading books might be one of the reasons now—“I can sympathize with you ape-men/women, I know how difficult it must be for you people to watch above from heaven (or peak from down hell) and curse yourself for missing out on the mother of all, and biologically naturally available fun activity on the mother fucking planet earth” (I edited what followed.. considering the kind of audience who receives my thoughts J).

A study says not much has changed over the last 100,000 years, we still seek pleasure from reproduction (except for few masochists, who don’t get their due credit), and the feelings are still mostly hardwired into us like hunger for food and need to drink water. The thing that has probably changed is our open-ness about the act; example, people like me objectifying it and taking it to a level lower than “true love”. True hardwired, I think most of do feel the chemical changes, but I doubt one just dreams up a reproduction manual of sorts, the information usually has been passed on to us. Similarly the information must have been distributed in those early ape-times. Due to lack of communication, so many diverse areas would have been sex-draught. Sex would have been reinvented so many times before it reached the maple tree leaves and could be disseminated to everybody for getting enlightened—“but I still feel sad for you up there who….”.  I feel dejected for those who might have passed their 80’s and suddenly saw a sexual revolution in their society, dreaded and haunted by the thoughts of not being able to do “it”.

So about those text-book type roaming ancestors, how would they have discovered something about us, about us? My momo-@@@, just get the fuck back ….ok…

A male was watching for animals coming from far off, so that he can pounce upon them. A voluptuous woman who doesn’t realize that she is susceptible to accidental rape is sitting under the tree, wondering what she can do about her body odor. The male watches the sunrise, he suddenly looks away, his pupils suddenly dilate and he goes numb for a moment, falls directly over the lady who is rubbing some leaf on herself to cure the odor….

Who discovered it is still a trickier one. Being the more curious one, who doesn’t understand what to do with time; I guess it must be the male ape.

Also, males would have observed that lot of people are similar to them and lot of them aren’t, the one who aren’t have got some softer tissues on the top and are missing an organ between the legs.

WARNING: (danger ahead)–That is why I always wonder if man invented masturbation first and then the actual thing, or the other way around.

May be it could have been a cure for sneezing, apothecaries all over the world would have started prescribing sex as a cure for the deadly viral infection.

Extreme boredom and lack of innovation, as they say, “necessity is the mother of all inventions” might have lead to discovery of having to reproduce.

Watching other mammals reproduce is another possibility.

Celebrating various occasions like discovery of  “speech” and language might have had those people ecstatic and people might have grown crazy over that and again ended up doing things they thought might not be of important consequences.

F–Intendro mikwa calypso intwandra killeria

M–gumama hapla iyeli who kya prasteria

F—fok, fokya, mindre wodres, huma kuma

M–Umwa intre mikwa!!! Huma huma, ostre ma killeria?

And the female must have got stuck into the guy —aggression

I like to borrow the following possibility from Hindi films: A female must be washing herself and male must have dived into the same water..Bang!!DoosZZZzzzzz.

Well, not really, chances are flimsycal, but getting around the exact event, it is possible for coincidence-moment to exist, and it would have just made sense for the both the sexes to do something that they usually don’t do. Doesn’t it happen with us lots of times, that we do something new without any reason–who gives us the right to underestimate the capabilities of our ape-cestars?

Thanks to some Einsteinium or Darwinian god, we are here. If we had been directly thrown into this digital nomad world, heaven would doubt hells existence.

Also, there is a possibility, albeit remote, that human beings are going to lose the power to reproduce; I would like to know how that would alter the conscience of Al Qaida-like groups, they might feel it is their responsibility to see through the extinction of the race.

And if it is dependent on who can and who cannot, or depends on the quality of performance in the process, then the most important subjects taught in the schools would be “science for girls” and a similar you know what. One fine day I might wake next to my girlfriend and ask, “What the hell are we doing without clothes on?” And she might reply “looks like the naked thief brought his wife yesterday night”. “Oh, I thought we might have been doing something weird I read in the book the other day”.

If we look at population stats, sex was much tattooed in the west in the early civilizations—Indians on the other hand mastered sex for pleasure, very different from the later Indian cultures and societies which thought (and think) that sex is not a joke and fun-activity, and instead pursued it with a sense of purpose and seriousness—now we have enough population to inhabit another milky way and enough people that can be sacrificed during mass destruction operations—did I just utter sex!!! Fuck-damn me– did I really use that word? Damned my Indian soul, forgive me personal god.

It is hair-raising to know the way we evolved from simple hunting and reproducing creatures into something extraordinarily complicated beings that spend lot of time in choosing the best-looking lingerie wear. Although the reasons for discovery can be debated, the way humans have evolved sexually has been possible because reproduction remains a simple thing. Even the discovery would have been possible very early because it is as basic as science can get, like opening and closing the bottle.

In the sense of word, we haven’t biologically evolved when it comes to reproduction. We haven’t changed or adapted—yes, we have, as I said–the habits like nestling in a closed room, not doing it in the public, etc. but can’t really call that evolution. It is not as if we have a different gene pools, each operating in different areas, harboring different attributes, suddenly came up with an alternative plan for residing on the planet without multiplying, or say multiplying differently than we have been for thousands of years. May be it is going to change and change is already happening, but we are not able to spot the microevolution. May be males will slowly evolve into creatures who can deliver babies whenever they want. May be females will spit some kind of liquid into the males which will be called female-male-insemination-evolution.

Also, we don’t really see the need to change anything right now when all we need to do right now is just unclothe ourselves. Experiencing serious laziness is part of our spiritual growth, and we would rather justify our existence instead of experimenting.

In many species, males develop prominent secondary sexual characteristics. A few oft-cited examples are the peacock’s tail; coloring and patterns in male birds in general, voice calls in frogs and flashes in fireflies. Many of these traits are a liability from the standpoint of survival. Any ostentatious trait or noisy, attention getting behavior will alert predators as well as potential mates. How then could natural selection favor these traits? —This totally refutes my claim that males are the one who invented the art. May be females are playing the game ever since, and they realized their capabilities and hide them only in an attempt to not look desperate.

Now and then, to satisfy those “urges”, I have to get less technical, it’s hardwired. But when I think about it from a more technical angle, my mind would have settled if the whole deal would have only been biological phenomenon waiting for its turn, instead of this thing being what it is right now—Draupadi getting all the attention in one of the most historic battles of mankind.

As of now, it is not right of me at this age to wonder about why sexual urges can get one to behave so lame, but then I wonder, and I wonder. I sometimes get caught in very awkward situations like thinking about getting my nose done when I am about to kiss somebody, brushing my teeth right in the middle of screaming sex, about killing someone when I am about to come…really awkward, I some how had to get that out now. The awkwardness is attributed to society, it has given me a bit more to chew, when I could have swallowed it and been satisfied, it reminds of propriety every time I just want to be animal, makes me bump into morality when I am naked and I don’t want to produce another me, makes me want to see the pictures of a older me when I want to be satisfied with what I have right now, makes me want to see a part of me in something that I can’t be, society also tells me there is no meaning to my life without me contributing to natural selection. And then it gets really awkward because I seriously sit down and try to make a plan and I end up with thoughts like the ones I have just written down.

Rest of the sexpellation doesn’t really want to go into this document, I talk about stork theory, and how aliens have found alternatives for reproduction. I also have to propose a new scientific theory giving evidence that the first ever-reproducing mammal escaped planet ethorea and accidently got thrown into Pacific Ocean. I would end the paper proposing how luck and sex are such related topics and lot of groundbreaking research is not gaining pace because of negligence towards the relation.

Hence cometh God—thy he shall unto, thy shalt never thy neighbor, I doth thy neighbor.

Hadeth God asketh opinion on this one—I shalt telleth, you shall maketh people ofth clay.

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