It really is all about sex and death

So if our crazy all starts from the same place, some biological imperative, what makes mine different than yours? Your basic instinct, like mine, is to survive. But survival has two aspects, there is the first part---that is the not dying part but the second and much more colorful part is the continuing the species part---rounding out the whole biological imperative. Survival means more than just not being eaten it means procreation, establishing lineage and continuity to ensure the survival of the species. You are after all just another virus.

Here is a simple equation to illustrate the concept:

Survival = Fear of Annihilation multiplied by Sex + Death

S=FA(Sx+D)

Your crazy is a function of your basic biology, in fact it seems pretty necessary, yet everybody has his or her own style, depth and shade of crazy. Crazy that gets uniquely distilled in each of us by our environments-which is to say our exposure to other people’s crazy.

For example, your first serious girlfriend got drunk at a party and lost her virginity to the school soccer star a week before you were supposed to loose it with each other, decorated his neck with hickies and on Monday you made fun of him in front of the entire class, all of whom knew the source the hickies—all, of course, but you. When you eventually do find out about the tryst, you loose all trust and faith in people, experience a sense of vulnerability (Original Sin tie-in: love object becomes food) and humiliation (Original Sin tie-in: Wow do I look like a dick, I am less than a man, I will never get laid-no sex=death) so profound that you began a fuck war-that is to say a battle royale of infidelity that would go on to shape your entire world view on relationships and how they should evolve. This created your belief in a parallel moral universe, one where you were immune from the rigors of the day-to-day moral universe where the simple folk dwell, you then begin the slow compartmentalization of people and situations that ultimately allows you to section off feelings into manageable segments thereby mitigating any potential emotional risk by creating near total control of the interactions in these relationships.

You know, stuff like that.

Anyway a broad example there just about everyone has experienced to illustrate how environment-i.e. other people’s crazy takes the basic crazy and colors it yours.

So everything really is all about sex and death-the Victorians, and the Druids, and the whores at the temple gates before them knew it-they just didn't know why.