Joyful Sorrow

The Furry Fandom

OK, I am a member of the Furry Fandom. I have decided to take a few moments to describe my interest in the fandom…

I do not enjoy fursuits or acting like an animal, and I am not overly interested in the community aspects of the fandom.  In my mind, the sutits and acting are forms of delusional escapism. I know that most of us have some formof escapism, but getting that involved with the notion of being an animal is not for me. Furthermore, the fursuits are often quite cartoony and somewhat creepy, to my eyes, as a result.

No, for me, the fandom simple represents my appreciation for animals as a whole. I love the planet and natural beauty, and I have a strong dislike for humans, or rather what we do as a whole. The creation of anthropomorphic animals – animals with human characteristics and thoughts – is a symbol for how we should act. To me, the idea of an anthro-animal is one of a guardian. The anthropomorphic depictions in the fandom is a representation of true stewards and equilibrium to me.  It almost represents what we’ve lost as a species.

Another aspect of the community is the dedication to art commonly shown. I am an art student and I admire the talents of other great artists active at the moment. I hope that I will be able to experiment with furry-artwork and contribute to it myself at some point. 

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Incest

Why is incest such a taboo? And why are people so ready to scorn those that partake in it?

A friend of mine recently admitted to me that he had done sexual acts with one of his cousins while they were both growing up, and I cannot comprehend what is wrong with such a thing. I do not suggest that everyone should go out and fuck their relatives, as I doubt it’s everyone’s cup of tea, it’s not even my own; but, if two people are having consensual sex and no one is getting harmed, surely it’s their own business and they should not be judged.

Now, I do not mean that an old man can seduce his young nephew and that should be all right. That’s paedophilia and, more likely than not, manipulation into the sexual scenario – so there would be harm done. Furthermore, I am not advocating that incestuous relationships should be allowed children, as once again, there will be harm caused. However, a loving physical and emotional relationship cannot be a bad thing, regardless of who with.

In support of this viewpoint, my friend also claimed that his incestuous activities were key to his sexual awakening, and his development. It seems to me that although a taboo relationship, good has come from it and it is not something to be repulsed by. By all means, don’t have sex with your own relatives, but don’t fall on those that do, if no harm is being done, like a tonne of bricks.  

Anyway, I have said my piece. Any comments or thoughts? 

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Confined to Memories

The Past?

“What remains of my childhood?”
“What is left of the boy that I used to be?”

To me, that boy is dead and my childhood has all-but ended.  There’s the odd childhood book, dusty and tattered, on the bookcase; a stuffed animal forgotten and out of sight. All that remains of the fun little boy that I used to be is memories. After all, that’s all we are. Simple memories. Within a few generations we’ll be lost. Our experiences will count for little. Even those that strive for fame will be relatively unknown within 100 years.

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The Future?

I’m a quarter of the way through my life, I have nothing to show. The years will inevitably grow shorter and I’ll be dead in the blink of an eye. Considering that I have few fond memories of the years described as when you’re “happiest” and “freest”, it makes me question whether I will do anything memorable and defining. Something that will make me happy. Something that I will always smile at when I recall it. I wonder whether there will be something more memorable and defining to come. If not, what a regret ridden life I will lead. Life is bitter and cruel.

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