Why do you wear that coat, hang that painting, play that song on repeat? Because something in it stirs you, it says: this is me or the me I’m becoming . The erotic is not decoration; it is design. It builds the architecture of the life we secretly want.

A woman leaves a secure career to pursue sculpture because it makes her pulse quicken, not because it makes sense. A man moves across the world for a language he barely speaks. A reader becomes a writer because a single sentence broke them open. These are erotic decisions: driven not by logic, but by the magnetic logic of the soul.

he silent sense that something inside must be honoured. Even if it disrupts everything else.

Eros, the Greek god from whom we take the word, is older than sex. In Plato’s Symposium , Eros is described not simply as a god of physical love, but as a cosmic force – a pull toward beauty, transcendence, creation. Diotima, the priestess of love, teaches Socrates that erotic desire is the ladder by which the soul ascends, from the love of one... See more

To choose an erotic life is not simply to chase pleasure or gratification; that would be to mistake Eros for Hedone

Eros, in its ancient, Platonic sense, is the force that binds the soul to the world, that moves us toward beauty, mystery, and becoming. It is not reducible to sex, though it may include it. It is a metaphysical orientation: the decision, over and over again, to seek intensity over numbness, expansion over contraction, intimacy over control.

To suppress the erotic is to forgo passion, but also to forfeit independence. For what else is autonomy, if not the freedom to choose according to one’s own rhythm, one’s own longing, one’s felt truth? Systems of control (political, religious, familial) have always sought to neutralise the erotic, because it cannot be domesticated. Eros threatens... See more

the erotic, in its original conception, is not confined to bodies. It is the fire that propels the soul out of dormancy. It is the throb of longing for something more.

To choose an erotic life is not simply to chase pleasure or gratification; that would be to mistake Eros for Hedone. Rather, it is to say “yes” to the kind of friction that transforms. It is the decision to let yourself be undone by what draws you in.