<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 10 Apr 2026 07:25:32 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Postmodern Pensees</title><description>&quot;Too much and too little wine. Give him none, he cannot find truth; give him too much, the same.&quot; ~ Blaise Pascal&#xa;&#xa;Explorations in Sex, Spirituality, Love, Philosophy, Meaning, Mortality, Alcohol and More.</description><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-3410286677247303079</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Oct 2010 19:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-26T12:30:54.679-07:00</atom:updated><title>Relational Animals</title><atom:summary type="text">In these) pages you will find blog articles that comprise the book &quot;Postmodern Pensees&quot; (&quot;Pensees&quot; is the French word for thoughts and often associated with the philosopher Blaise Pascal and his book. Happy reading. All content is copyrighted and owned by Christopher C. MacDonald.</atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2010/10/relational-animals.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-3171815714066127815</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Jan 2009 00:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-08T16:42:45.053-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Blood of Eden</title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;Blood Of Eden&quot;I caught sight of my reflectionI caught it in the windowI saw the darkness in my heartI saw the signs of my undoingThey had been there from the startAnd the darkness still has work to doThe knotted chord&#39;s untyingThey&#39;re heated and they&#39;re holyOh they&#39;re sitting there on highSo secure with everything they&#39;re buying[Chorus:]In the blood of EdenLie the woman and the manWith the man </atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2009/01/blood-of-eden.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-9178483618184583047</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 18:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-26T12:49:13.889-07:00</atom:updated><title>God, Sex, Love and everything else</title><atom:summary type="text">I do have a fundamental belief in God, and I always have. It&#39;s difficult for me to discuss or defend. For me it is disorganized religion. In a way, I wish I could subscribe to some systematized belief. But I don&#39;t. ~Nick CaveI don&#39;t date &quot;Christian&quot; women even though I am a Christian myself (ugh). Yeah I had a Jesus experience in 1975 and experience Jesus pretty much every day. I can and have </atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2008/10/god-sex-love-and-everything-else.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRo2sz0udrDGo5EMuNUh8djhRWqiRB40OBUUYlzXi4ehrBNxNbPHKUe5lS5MpRhSqvnM3v5pwiR_Onb3xvumHuFm4ba0IUuu01WO9R-fWVQdgdXCoT1sVfrHLc9Wi7yi26W0JGZw/s72-c/nick_cave_1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-116291551683976424</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Nov 2006 16:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-07T08:05:16.860-08:00</atom:updated><title>Theme</title><atom:summary type="text"></atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2006/11/theme.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-111617734319537215</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Oct 2005 18:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-16T09:06:56.330-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sex &amp; Love 1</title><atom:summary type="text">I started biological and innocent but was then re-shaped by commerce. The icons swirling around in the most eroticized world culture ever.So I was programmed to be drawn to women who were shapely and high-cheek-boned. Oh sure, I few of them were not...but most...sigh...yeah.There is love and there is sex and then, just maybe the two, though this seems rare of late.My current girlfreind loves me </atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-love-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-111617996842164381</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Oct 2005 17:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-16T09:07:15.260-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sex &amp; Love 2</title><atom:summary type="text">Let&#39;s start with beauty.There is no woman on the planet who is probably as beautiful as Jennifer  Connelly.  Been so for like 20 years.She is an icon. There are others...you can name yours and they can be male or female (like Adrian Paul, Brad Pitt and Johnny Depp are all too pretty to live...just kidding).We all have an IDEA of beauty that &quot;sets&quot; in our brains at some early age. It may be </atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-love-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-111677103293914745</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Oct 2005 14:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-16T09:09:49.433-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sex &amp; Love Part 3</title><atom:summary type="text">My girlfriend is this beautiful and we live together. It&#39;s excruciating at times.She comes to bed late and snuggles inbehind me and I get very hard and throbby. I am supposed to. I am a male who lives and loves a beautiful and sexy woman. I was built that way by God who shows no mercy in these things.It&#39;s not all lust either, or animal desire. Some of it is relational connection. I enjoy her. She</atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-love-part-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-111722392348212317</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2005 19:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-16T09:12:26.643-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sex &amp; Love 4</title><atom:summary type="text">Biology is biology and it rarely lies.Woody Allen says this in Annie Hall &quot;yes, but the body does not lie&quot; as he tries to take off her brassiere.She shucks and shirks him off (Janet Margolin) and says &quot;My God Alvy what would people think!?&quot;This is what males go through.WE are half the PEOPLE.This is what we think. And we do not wish to think badly. We are basically good...so many of us. Really </atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-love-4.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-112041550492573891</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Oct 2005 18:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-16T09:14:34.766-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sex &amp; Love Part Five...why Spongebob gets all the girls</title><atom:summary type="text">I have always lost out to other guys...eventually.I mean I have never had a problem meeting and hooking up with beautiful intelligent women. In fact, not so long ago my step-uncle approached me at a wedding party and laughingly said &quot;How do you do it? You always show up with the most amazing women. It boggles my mind.&quot;Of course he failed to note that they are usually different every year or so.So</atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-love-part-fivewhy-spongebob-gets.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-112058111638069881</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Oct 2005 16:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-16T09:13:56.456-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sex &amp; Love Part 6</title><atom:summary type="text">Well after I lost out to Spongebob I was really depressed. I even yelled out the door of the bedroom &quot;I cannot believe I am losing out to a cartoon character!&quot;But Mr. Krabs was barking out orders to Squidward on the TV (we have surround sound) so all she heard was a muffled &quot;To gofba belfiore Ma ta chunka boorna ganhripple!&quot;Which she promptly disregarded.So I just lay there in utter defeat hoping</atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-love-part-6.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-112058744934318740</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Oct 2005 18:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-16T09:15:24.223-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sex &amp; Love Part 7</title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;All you need is love&quot; ~ John Lennon__________________________Ghandi said the same thing as did Jesus. Everyone knows it is pretty much about love. The love of a man and woman, or of any two people, the pack or posse you run with, the love for money or cars or hobbies, or movies or food, or friends, or family, or God or a million others things.At the core we are relational beings. If we do not </atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-love-part-7.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-112059028427077160</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Oct 2005 19:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-16T09:16:20.770-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sex &amp; Love Part 8</title><atom:summary type="text">The Overview of Sex and Love.________________________Please excuse the first fairly suggestive piece of art in above for this series. Up until now I have been tame.Just making a point.We basically have one word in English for love.The kooky-nutting crazy Greeks had a bunch of them because they knew how to distinguish between things. Things like leftt and right, East and West...the kind things the</atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-love-part-8.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-112059173313365912</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Oct 2005 19:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-16T09:17:21.363-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sex &amp; Love Part 9: Venus</title><atom:summary type="text">I suppose the female equivalent would be either the abs and face of Brad Pitt, or the beautiful face of Johnny Depp, or the guy down at the bagel shop who is just hot.We are animals and attraction is  a strange and animal thing when it comes to Venus love.We like to fuck when we are attracted.Venus love is for fucking.But it&#39;s like the bass line in a great rock opera because, by itself and alone,</atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-love-part-9-venus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-112059352340377055</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2005 19:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-16T09:17:58.703-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sex &amp; Love Part 10: Eros</title><atom:summary type="text">Eros is another matter. It is related in a strong way with Venus. No doubt.But it is time for me to name the five Greek words for love to help build a roadmap vastly superior to the Oakland Freeway system.Venus: Sexual loveEros: Romantic lovePhileo: Freindship loveStorge: Family loveAgape: Spiritual love_____________________I note Jennifer Connelly above because as any woman who has ever loved me</atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-love-part-10-eros.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-112059682476274219</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2005 20:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-16T09:19:42.080-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sex &amp; Love 11: Phileo</title><atom:summary type="text">I did not say &quot;fellatio&quot;...that would be covered under the last two post and I&#39;ve been far too oral in both regards.Phileo is friendship love.It&#39;s an even larger category that the hotness that comes with Eros and Venus.They flame,  then die down to cold and dusty and lost embers most often if left soley to themselves.This is where the other &quot;loves&quot; come in, if they do at all.Maybe they all may </atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-love-11-phileo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-112060775572986759</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2005 23:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-17T17:28:10.110-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sex &amp; Love Part 12: Storge</title><atom:summary type="text">Daughter of The Saint.One of the natural results of both Venus and Eros is children. Offspring who we love in a different way.This is what the Greeks called &quot;Storge&quot; love. It is family love and can be something extended beyond that also to one&#39;s neighbors.Storge love is, in its own way even more grounded and natural a love than the ones with more passion. It is simple.It&#39;s the sort of love that </atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-love-part-12-storge.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-112061465984269618</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2005 01:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-17T17:39:51.800-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sex &amp; Love 13: Agape</title><atom:summary type="text">Writer Anne Lamott, who goes to the church I would attend if I went, hardly ever, but she writes a lot about Grace and also Love.She is my favorite author, but I still don&#39;t often go to church.She has a vibrant spirit in Church, acting like an unofficial pastor of sorts (though she would hate that designation). The official pastor is a brilliant woman of expansive vision. The congregation is </atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-love-13-agape.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-112067331311298443</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Oct 2005 18:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-17T17:43:42.223-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sex &amp; Love 14: Interdependence and overlapping</title><atom:summary type="text">Betty Blue__________________Regular reader and contributer &quot;Grace&quot; says this...Hopefully when you are all rested, you will write us how the loves all work, twirl and dance together.I have already added &quot;Humility&quot; to the mix. A humility that is not the least bit averse or shy of the animal lust, desire, friendship, family-closeness or even the love of God in all its mysterious ways.It&#39;s a  </atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-love-14-interdependence-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-112076568930839634</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Oct 2005 19:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-17T17:41:28.726-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sex &amp; Love 15: Orgasm</title><atom:summary type="text">Men and women think different about orgasms. And, as usual it is a matrix of many of the loves tumbling over each other, at least if you have any depth at all.Venus (lust), Eros, (desire), Storge (the one commandment we obey...to &quot;be fruitful and multiply&quot;), Phileo (when you are not at all in the mood but you satisfy your partner) and agape (at times a mystical union which we shall explore later)</atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-love-15-orgasm.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-112077593095572090</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Oct 2005 22:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-18T06:53:25.760-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sex &amp; Love 16: Disclosure</title><atom:summary type="text">On of the things I love about blogging is both the anonymity and also the disclosure and open discussion.I had not posted about orgasms but within 30 minutes I had two responses from two folk I read every day and respect.Jelly says I lost him when I statrted to talk about God.I sure understand that. It&#39;s risky and like walking through an old  North Korean minefield.I&#39;ll admit that and respect </atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-love-16-disclosure.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-112078708873499328</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Oct 2005 01:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-18T07:18:38.720-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sex &amp; Love 17: Harmony</title><atom:summary type="text">Evolution , Creation, Clitoris, Penis, a jumped chromosome that turns in the womb of our Natality, the five Greek loves, or Hebraic Wholism, or the naked Nativity. Different epistemologies and angles of expression and perception...being Godlike and Doglike at the same time. Lust and love, desire and Hope and love and Gift, Friendship and Good Humor.We are clearly in over our heads and perhaps the</atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/10/sex-love-17-harmony.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-112846732126599706</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2005 23:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-10-04T16:09:27.660-07:00</atom:updated><title>While M&#39;s Away The Saint Will Play</title><atom:summary type="text">On assignment in Cabo until the 25th. All very &quot;hush hush and whoosh whoosh&quot;. </atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/10/while-ms-away-saint-will-play.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-112794579251607594</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2005 22:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-09-28T16:31:48.783-07:00</atom:updated><title>Anti-dream...or is it?</title><atom:summary type="text">With the encouragement of a friend I fell asleep listening to Thomas Newton. The soundtrack quietly warped and woofed through the developing fabric of my dreaming.It was dark outside on a warm summer night as I approached the small bungalow. She was waiting outside in a long cotton gown. She seemed to be having fun, taking care somehow.When I saw her and walked up she turned and smiled.&quot;What are </atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/09/anti-dreamor-is-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-112744963950014584</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2005 04:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-09-23T06:46:53.096-07:00</atom:updated><title>Darkness</title><atom:summary type="text">It&#39;s not a place you wanna go to.Unrequited love that  becomes like a spell.Its dark and grusome. You wait for it to end but it goes on.It&#39;s  a sadness that prevails and overlooks.Few can fathom it.</atom:summary><link>http://postmodernpensees.blogspot.com/2005/09/darkness.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Obi-Mac BakDon)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12895543.post-112734505316029117</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2005 23:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-09-21T17:03:07.196-07:00</atom:updated><title>Unrequited Love Part 1</title><atom:summary type="text">She looks happy, huh?_________________________________Pepe Le Pew is instructive of many a male female catastrophe. He goes by outward appearances and falls for a feline of a different species.She is not amused or enamored by his constant advances, which do not deter him in the least.But his &quot;love&quot; for her is unrequited...unanswered, or if so, the answer is &quot;no&quot;. 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