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Post by Mr. FOLLARD on Jan 31, 2019 20:05:16 GMT
Is it always relative? In other words, is it only experienced as a contrast to 'the norm'?
If you sat on a park bench for 18 hours, wouldn't the standing-up-and-walking-away be a great pleasure?
What unorthodox pleasures do you enjoy?
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Post by Mr. FOLLARD on Jan 31, 2019 22:13:15 GMT
Clearly 'replying to threads' isn't one of them
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2019 22:28:22 GMT
Patience. We had a dinner, a double helping of Game of Thrones and a power cut. We will get there ...
That said, I'm going to go off probably on a long blather about pleasure, aesthetics and so on but I'll need a night's sleep and some coffee.
It isn't always relative but the appreciation of pleasure requires some conscious acknowledgement of it.
And the bench example would be relief which is only a narrow kind of pleasure.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2019 8:31:58 GMT
Well I'm coffee'd up and I still can't face an in-depth response but that's probably a good thing. If you're really really and truly interested in pleasure and aesthetics (when it comes to literature and art which is where I derive a lot of pleasure), try my old prof's book global.oup.com/academic/product/aesthetics-9780192891648?cc=gb&lang=enI'm not touching the physical pleasure thing or unorthodox pleasures. Even after my morning coffee, from which I derive a conscious and slow appreciated pleasure from each and every morning. I'll get Rayge to have a pop at this, he's a sensual aesthete.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2019 8:37:08 GMT
I do only have two coffees a day, first thing in the morning, one of which is a nespresso espresso with a teaspoon of cream. My point is, my coffees are limited so perhaps there's something of it in not being 'the norm' and consequently taking the time to think about it and being conscious of it.
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Post by Reactionary Rage on Feb 1, 2019 13:54:44 GMT
I find myself more and more these days taking my time and making the effort with smaller things to try and maximise the pleasure you can get from them. Like making sure when I butter a piece of toast the butter covers all of it rather just casually slopping it on, or getting the right amount of milk in a cup of tea, that sorta thing.
I started swimming last November to try and get fit after various failed attempts over the years when I was focused on the gym and doing weights, running and utterly boring shit like that. It's working anyway because it's actually nice being in the water, especially after a day at work. It's a cliche but it does feel cleansing and meditative swimming through the water. You can zone out, focus on your stroke, trying to make the little differences that count. Sometimes I close my eyes and occasionally I found myself almost laughing under the water. It's cool, I likes it.
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Post by Reactionary Rage on Feb 1, 2019 13:58:54 GMT
I'm not sure if walking away from that bench is pleasurable or just a feeling of total relief. Then again you know what it's like when you leave work on a Friday afternoon with an extra spring in your step. The light maybe feels that little bit brighter, the air a bit cleaner. In those moments you notice things more perhaps which enables your pleasure zone to be tickled more easily. At the risk of sounding like some great big Buddhist berk a lot of pleasure derives from simply being more in the moment.
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Post by loveless on Feb 1, 2019 14:12:17 GMT
I can absolutely see how a person could find themselves in some "sybaritic vortex gone horribly wrong", needle in the arm, glued to the crack pipe, eating disorder, massive spending debt, pants pissing blackout alcoholism, etc...because, yeah, I'm certainly always chasing some form of peak experience, and...it's not like you always SEE yourself chasing it.
The middle aged wife-and-kids version is a bit different than what we start out with at our youthful, indestructible peak...seemingly less indulgent things like (and I cringe to hear myself say it publicly) good deeds or restraint or exercise or even borderline OCD fulfillment (what Dougie mentions about the toast and the milk).
I clearly attended a few concerts at some point earlier in life that were exceptionally satisfying, cause...even accounting for the probability of diminishing returns with all of these old geezers who constantly seem to be on the road, my instinct is to keep going back for more as frequently as possible - it's almost entirely reflexive, and sometimes I have to rather forcefully tell myself that I need to just go ahead and skip this one.
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Post by Reasonable good Nick on Feb 1, 2019 14:12:22 GMT
You can zone out, focus on your stroke. *Snigger*
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