Much of nudist culture revolves around desexualizing the practice of being nude. And I recognize and respect the need to create a nonsexual atmosphere within nudism. But at the same time, I don't want to lose the ability to find erotic delight in the experience of being naked - whether it's indoors, outdoors, alone, or around other people.
Obviously, boundaries need to be respected, but people put so much baggage onto the concept of sexuality. The only appropriate context in which to be aroused is during a private, intimate encounter with like-minded others.
Can't a person enjoy the erotic delight of a sensual existence, without it having to culminate in an explicit encounter? To be able to enjoy a playful, non-goal-oriented sexuality? To be able to find oneself in the moment, be it playing in the trees outdoors, to recognize one's nakedness and animal nature, and to take erotic delight in it, without it initiating a societal script of hardcore debauchery? Can't one run and jump around and occasionally get an erection without it being labelled an explicit atmosphere?
Am I the only person that thinks there is a legitimate state between innocent and explicit, worth appreciating as an end in and of itself, and not merely a stop on the road to a sexual encounter? That people are not merely sexual or nonsexual, with all their sexual moments confined to isolated encounters of an explicit nature? Am I really so unusual?
Is this something that perhaps more would be capable of enjoying, if only they knew it were an option? Or is the vast majority of the population of the opinion that arousal must necessarily lead to satisfaction, and that if it cannot, then it would have been better not to have been aroused at all? And if so, then why am I so different, and how am I to reconcile living in this world with people I can hardly understand?
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