Song of Solomon - YEAH BABY

philo

I just reread Song of Solomon for the first time in over ten years. Despite using the NWT, which butchers most biblical poetry to admiration, I was nevertheless struck its beauty. If you haven't read it, it is about a shepherd's love for one of Solomon's concubines, and it evokes a delicious, aching, tantalising, desire - yup really. Solomon's authorial stamp comes in verse 1, and the impossible affair is never realised at the end - there's no ending, happy or otherwise.

If Solomon is its author (1:1), then he is indulging in some role-playing, and fantasising about this girl as if he were just a 'regular guy', which seems a natural desire. After all, a king with hundreds of wives and concubines might naturally want to invigorate his jaded love life, so he gets my sympathy straight away.

He uses a variety of 'rounded' imagery to describe her, fruit, hills, gazelles, circular shields. And he, the shepherd, is described with more weighty, rigid imagery like, palm trees, marble columns, cedars, and precious metals. Damn! This is hot. Better still, there is a strong vicariousness throughout, a sense that he could pick this 'fruit' and enjoy it, he could herd this fine healthy beast into his fold, or drink from the pools of her eyes, if he was allowed to, and more importantly, if he allowed himself to. And this vicariousness is also signposted clearly early on with

(1:9) "Look! This one is standing behind our wall, gazing through the windows, glancing through the lattices."

and later on

(6:7)Like a segment of pomegranites are your temples behind your veil

If like me, you still have a raging teenager somewhere inside, I will now supply you with the two more pornographic verses. But to keep you from damaging your holy bibles, I won't give the chapters and verses. Enjoy.

How beautiful your steps have become in [your] sandals, O willing daughter! The curvings of your thighs are like ornaments

I have put off my robe. How can I put it back on? I have washed my feet. How can I soil them? My dear one himself pulled back his hand from the hole [of the door], and my inward parts themselves became boisterous within me

Notice the addition of "of the door" into the text. You don't suppose this is an attempt to throw water on a burning, blatantly sexual metaphor. No. It couldn't be that. After all, without the addition of those three words, we would never have understood it, would we?

Well 'that's all I have to say about that' (F. Gump circa 1998)

philo

SixofNine

I'm not a smart man, but I know what love is. Forest Gump

BugEye

All you seekers of porn, go read Song of Solomon.

A story of a horny bastard who is such a randy guy, he is not sated even with 300 wives. A true stud, he gets his jollies fantasising about a sexy looking sheila who's engaged to some other dude.

So overflowing with testosterone is this stud of ours, even after satisfying his 300 birds on call, still manages to wank himself of to the thoughts of this sexy looking sheila. What a stud.

OH BEHAVE.

dave

riz

Bugs,

are you posting excerpts from your autobiography again? you sicko.

rizzy

If at first you don't succeed, skydiving should not be your sport of choice.

think41self

LOL@Dave,

You're a riot!

I think there might be a little of the old Solomon in you buddy.(your lucky wife)

But I don't think your beloved is going to allow you 300 concubine "sheila's", so you'd better get over it!

think41self

LadyBug

Riz and Think

When I was reading Daves post this morning I said like father like son. He said you better make sure you say King David and Solomon.

You must have read our minds.

BugEyes Wife

larc

When I was a young lad at the Kingdom Hall, I would open my bible to the Song of Solomen, while everyone else was studying rather mundane things. Those scriptures gave me great joy.

What gave me great guilt was looking at a sister's nice legs and her boobs, while I was supposed to be thinking about the end of the world.

By the way, at the age of 60, I still notice nice legs and boobs, but I don't think about the end of the world much any more. Life if good.

BugEye

larc

so thats where my spiritual training fell down. I used to read the story bits in the bible like the flood and such or read the mags I just picked up before the meeting. (Always got them read this way)

Had I known that the road to true spiritual enlightenment was through the porn of Song of Solomon, I'd have been an addict like you Im sure. Obvously someone is to blame for this great lacking in my spiritual upbringing. Ahh, what the heck, Ill blame my congregation elders, might as well.

Thanks larc once again, you truly are a fountain of biblical wisdom

Dave

TR

Damn!

thanks Philo, I'm gettin' wood! I think I'll shut down the 'puter and go read bible stories to my wife.

TR

"cults suck"

philo

Larc

Thanks for sharing your bible-based, leather-bound, peccadillo! There's so much mileage in this Solomon-ography.

I used to get some heady thrills as per (1:9) peeking through "the lattices" of loosely-buttoned summer blouses, and where better to do this than the kingdom hall? This was somehow acceptable behavior to me. The problem was going through the agony of self-justification of choosing to sit on the right side of the pretty girl in the first place. To see the innocent, white, burgeoning lace, with the glow of promising fresh skin-tones beneath - you know how only one side will do, for this type of view. I would be thinking, "well, I prefer to sit here anyway", or, "uh, I can answer-up better from here," or ,"I need to sit here for...a change of scenery".

There is something about the KH meeting regime, its repressive, plinky-plonky-naiveity that just begs for some sort of spiritual ejaculation, perhaps. This is all conjecture, of course. But what to do with the palm tree when it came time to stand up for the song? Such a fond, agonizing dilemma!

I told my now-ex-wife about this on our honeymoon, and I can't say it hindered the gameplay one little bit . And when I confessed my voyeuristic peeking inside her blouse, well - 'nuff said.

Bugeye,

>>So overflowing with testosterone is this stud of ours, even after satisfying his 300 birds on call, still manages to wank himself of to the thoughts of this sexy looking sheila.

I wonder whether he had his 'regulars', or if it was always the next one that got him going: a cereal/serial thresher of the oats.

Philo
(who likes to pummel his body and lead it as a slave. But prefers to have it pummeled for him, by a "willing" female)

Song of Solomon - YEAH BABY

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