London, United Kingdom – Amora London is the world’s first visitor attraction dedicated to love and relationships. During its 11 month run well over 300,000 people have visited the interactive experience in Piccadilly, London. I guess I have to admit that I was one of the 300,000 visitors
Some facts of interest include:
>> 62% of visitors are couples
>> 52% are Londoners
>> The majority of visitors are between 25 and 50 years of age
>> 23% of visitors are returning visitors
>> Women bring their office friends and later these women bring their husband/partner/boyfriend for a visit
>> proactive, educational and entertaining for the lover in all of us
>> The perfect place for adults to explore and engage on key aspects of relationships, love and also their well-being.
>> 48% of visitors are from overseas – mainly North America and Japan
>> The best mixture from science, art, performance and virtual reality
>> interactive environment for the exploration of all topics
Earlier this year a survey run by Amora showed that the female is the catalyst to drive her partner to take her to visit Amora.
It seems that the British public is keen to understand more about relationships and becoming the perfect lover.
“Amora is totally inclusive, interactive, engaging, sensual, and chic. You will be amused, educated and amazed by its content,” says Dr. Sarah Brewer, Director of Exhibits, and award-winning sexual health writer.
A woman was shaking out a rug on the balcony of her 17th floor condominium when a sudden gust of wind blew her over the railing. “Damn, that was stupid,” she thought as she fell. “What a way to die.”
As she passed the 14th floor, a man standing at his railing caught her in his arms.
While she looked at him in disbelieving gratitude, he asked, “Do you suck?”
“No!” she shrieked, aghast.
So, he dropped her.
As she passed the 12th floor, another man reached out and caught her. “Do you screw?” he asked.
“Of course not!” she exclaimed before she could stop herself.
He dropped her, too.
The poor woman prayed to God for one more chance. As luck would have it, she was caught a third time, by a man on the eighth floor. “I suck! I screw!” she screamed in panic. “Slut!” he said, and dropped her.
I am very sure that a lot of people out there loved listening to this song when it was first released as they related to it. It already shows in the amount of people who have viewed it. 5,636,544 views is a lot, don’t you think?
And don’t we all know it – there are always two sides to the story.
This is the other side to me: Nothing worse than putting the blame on someone else. Shouldn’t we have all learned by now that WE are fully responsible for ourselves, our lives, what we go through, therefore experience. We are also fully responsible for giving others the permission to treat us the way they do. If we put up with it, why are we moaning?
What side of the story do you belong to? What’s your story?
Frankee – FURB (Fuck You Right Back- Explicit)
Lyrics
Oh oh
Oooh
No no no
(You know there is two sides to every story)
See I don’t know why you cryin’ like a bitch
Talkin’ shit like a snitch
Why you write a song ’bout me
If you really didn’t care
You wouldn’t wanna share
Tellin’ everybody just how you feel
What I did was your fault somehow
The presents,I threw all that shit out
Don’t go cryin’ you didn’t mean jack
Well guess what your,fuck you right back
What I did was your fault somehow
The presents,I threw all that shit out
Don’t go cryin’ you didn’t mean jack
Well guess what your,fuck you right back
You thought you could really make me moan
I had better sex all along (ha ha ha ha)
I had to do your friend
Now you want me to come back
You must be smokin’ crack
Im goin’ else where and thats a fact
Fuck all those nights I moaned real loud
Fuck it,I faked it,i’ll rent you out
Fuck all those nights you thought you broke my back
Well guess what your,your sex was wack
Fuck all those nights I moaned real loud
Fuck it,I faked it,i’ll rent you out
Fuck all those nights you thought you broke my back
Well guess what your,your sex was wack
Whoa whoa
Uh uh yea
Whoa whoa
Uh uh yea
Whoa whoa
Uh uh yea
Whoa whoa
Uh uh yea
You questioned did I care
Maybe I would howl if you wanna come to me
Now it’s over
But I do admit i’m glad I didn’t catch your crabs
I can’t swear bad cause I got to go
What I did was your fault somehow
The presents,I threw all that shit out
Don’t go cryin’ you didn’t mean jack
Well guess what your,fuck
Reading the Lyrics, listening to the music and of course reading the comments once again makes me realise how many people feel hurt in their relationships and that they are trying to blame someone else for their hurt. Amazing really. If you let someone treat you how you really don’t like it, than you have to blame yourself for letting it happen.
Of course I have been hurt once or twice, but that feels as if it was onother life time. I know now that NO ONE can hurt you without your consent. Just my view really.
Fuck You | Eamon
Lyrics
Whoa oh oh
Ooh hooh
No No No
See I dont, know why, I liked you so much
I gave you all, of my trust
I told you, I loved you,
now thats all down the drain
Ya put me through pain,
I wanna let u know that I feel
Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses, they didn’t mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I dont want you back
Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses they didn’t mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I dont want you back
You thought, you could
Keep this shit from me, yeah
Ya burnt bitch, I heard the story
Ya played me, ya even gave him head
Now ya askin for me back
Ya just another act, look elsewhere
Cuz ya done with me
Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses they didn’t mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I dont want you back
Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses they didn’t mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I dont want you back
Ya questioned, did I care
You could ask anyone, I even said
Ya were my great one
Now its, over, but I do admit I’m sad.
It hurts real bad, I cant sweat that, cuz I loved a hoe
Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses they didn’t mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I dont want you back
“Death is one of the few things that can be done as easily lying down. The difference between sex and death is that with death you can do it alone and no one is going to make fun of you.”
“Hey, don’t knock masturbation, it’s sex with someone I love.”
“I have an intense desire to return to the womb. Anybody’s.”
“I’m such a good lover because I practice a lot on my own.”
“Is sex dirty? Only if it’s done right.”
“Love is the answer, but while you’re waiting for the answer, sex raises some good questions.”
“My brain! It’s my second favorite organ!”
“Sex and death. Two things that come once in a lifetime. But at least after death you’re not nauseous.”
“Sex without love is an empty experience, but as empty experiences go, it’s a pretty good empty experience.”
FUCK ME
and take out the garbage
feed the cat and FUCK ME
you can do it, I know you can.
FUCK ME
and theorize about
Sado Masochism’s relationship
to classical philosophy
tell me how this stimulates
the fabric of most human relationships,
I love that kind of pointless intellectualism
so do it again and FUCK ME.
Stop being logical
stop contemplating
the origins of evil
and the beauty of death
this is not a TV movie about Plato sex life,
this is FUCK ME
so FUCK ME
It’s the pause that refreshes
just add water and FUCK ME.
I wrote this
so I’d have a good excuse to say “FUCK ME”
over and over
and over
so I could get a lot of attention
and look, it worked!
So thank you
thank you
and fuck ME.
In der Dokumentation werden all diese Entwicklungen sehr persoenlich und humorvoll von prominenten Zeitzeugen nachgezeichnet: Ob Senta Berger und … ihr Sohn Simon, ob Georg Stefan Troller, Meret Becker oder Rosa v. Praunheim, sie alle erzaehlen aus der Sicht ihrer Generation, wie unterschiedlich sie Sexualitaet in der Zeitspanne zwischen den 50er Jahren und heute erfahren haben und erleben. ‘Was ich mir wuenschen wuerde’, verraet Meret Becker, ‘waere dass es zwischen Maennern und Frauen wieder ein bisschen bezaubernder wuerde.
