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Some may wonder why I write so much about sex. Sometimes when I review my past writings, I myself overlooking the qualifier to be a deranged sex. I can look like a scoundrel, a pervert. Maybe ...

But let me defend myself a little. I write about my sexuality as a matter of conscience, as the years go by and realize that there remains a tendency to hide an activity, a dimension that is absolutely inherent to our human condition.

still remains a taboo. Remains a subject that uncomfortable, embarrassed and shocked. And the worst thing that can happen, because the continuation of this shadow of moral restraint and repression, continue to cause havoc and trauma so many, many evils and painful wounds.

Yesterday in class, obliquely touched the theme of Eros. I approached my young students to the subject of sex as a natural instinct and momentum.

All, without exception put a look of surprise, as if they were violating with an issue that should not be played in a university classroom. Nervous smiles, looks at the ceiling, faces of disinterest. But little by little, my ease and reliability, were found to be an academic subject and useful.

Eros has nothing to do with pornography or sex merely animal. It's a natural instinct and inescapable. Our sexual activity is a representation of our appetite of union and assembly, integrate, merge, retaining as physical and psychological units.

disorders come as a diversion when we repress Eros ominous, arise as a defense mechanism in the short term but eventually reappear and as if a dam demolished desembalsando a stream that only brings destruction.

I was concerned that young people today, who have both access to information, to shrink about their fears and taboos, their natural instincts.

To reach a state of natural awareness and healthy we can not move this sexual instinct. So my modest blog wants people-readers-lucid and familiar with all its impulses, with all its dimensions, yet they are.

Given this discussion, I am ashamed that I tick or considered myself a VicHo erotic.