Porn: A Hard Look: There's More Than Meets the Eye

By Jenay Zapparelli

Sex... God... Civilization... Brutal Honesty & Vulnerable Secrets... what more could you ask for in a book? Jesus hung out with hookers & thieves, don't ya think they deserve some airtime?

Relinquish all your preconceived notions here. You may think such saucy subject matter is redundant & has been told & talked about a thousand times before… but this book is different. This book is bigger than life & bolder than sex, it's about activating the soul & living our best lives free & integrated with our most sovereign selves. This book is a cheerleader for magical moderation, which may sound boring to some, but the way it delivers… will revolutionize your very existence.

Saying out loud what most people are afraid to say... the voice of this book owns it. This author is a unique character who wouldn't dare disappoint. A hooker in her first act by way of drug addiction, she is a pistol, a survivor, a savvy storyteller, a proud Gen-Xer & an enlightened emissary who is a seasoned spiritual guide. Learn something totally new via her channeled spitfire flow.

If you ever wanted permission to indulge your senses, get squirmy in your seat & bond with your inner sexual deviant… permission granted. Prepare to rediscover Sex-Ed in a whole new way! Unquestionably, it's like nothing you have ever read before. Men will love it. Women will adore it. Married, single, partnered, paired, arranged, sugared, thruples, couples, swingers, he, she, her, him, they, them… all the colors of the rainbow welcome. Folks of all ages (over 18) will thoroughly 100% get a kick out of this badass exemplary erotic expose.

What are you waiting for? Get on this bad boy!

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BookonFire Press~In Love We Trust
"Revolutionizing the World One Book at a Time"

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookonFire Press
• Release date: Aug 8, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201176235

Jenay Zapparelli

Jenay Zapp is a Starseed who is a skilled technician when it comes to scattering the ashes of yesteryear. She is your trusted source for all things happy, healthy, healing, wise, 5D, New Earth and the Golden Age of humanity. Leading people to the "Promised Land," she is an avant-garde provocateur of righteousness whose work simply cannot be ignored! Her books are channeled, edgy, fun, entertaining, nostalgic, and relatable. Simultaneously, they are instrumental regarding human evolution, enlightenment, and deep spiritual transformation. Revolutionary characters, such as this, show up to help us crack codes, cut cords and move on triumphantly, with bells on. 

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Zapparelli, Jenay D

Title: Porn: A Hard Look: There’s More Than Meets the Eye

ISBN: 9798815208186

BookonFire Press, Wilmington, NORTH CAROLINA Manufactured in the United States of America

Published by: BookonFire Press /www.bookonfireblog.com/ "Revolutionizing the World One Book at a Time"

Subjects: Nonfiction ⬥ Inspirational ⬥ Motivational ⬥ Health & Wellness ⬥ Self-empowerment ⬥ Self-development ⬥ Ascension ⬥ New Earth ⬥ 5th Dimension ⬥ Human Potential Movement ⬥ Real History ⬥ Pop Culture ⬥ Biography ⬥ Cosmic Consciousness ⬥ Animal Rights ⬥ Human Rights ⬥ Holistic Healing ⬥ Addiction Recovery ⬥ Mindfulness ⬥ Spirit Guides ⬥ Nature ⬥ Mysticism ⬥ Spirituality ⬥ Social Justice ⬥America ⬥ Mind, Body, Spirit ⬥ Soul Mastery ⬥ Metaphysics ⬥ Quantum Mechanics ⬥ The Great Awakening ⬥ Chakras ⬥ Energy ⬥ Meditation ⬥ Higher Learning ⬥ Family Values ⬥ Sexual Health ⬥ Sexual Revolution

Lights, Camera, Action!

Dedication

To everyone who likes SEX

Preface

Ciao, my name is Jenay, I am the Author of this fabulous piece. I am personally inviting you to join me in this erotic exploration into all the many dimensions of visual, virtual & adventurous sex in our society, the history thereof, info you didn’t know & all the little dirty secrets we humans hold dear, mine included! That said, no click bait needed here. This book lives up to every single last provocative promise, & then some.

I can’t even begin to tell ya how much focus it took to refine this. The diamond quality you are about to conceive was built block by block like the damn Pyramid of Giza. Matter of fact, one night... two weeks before this manuscript was complete... my computer had a glitch & turned the whole document into a mesh of symbols & Chinese characters. Popping up on the screen was one of those error messages that made my belly drop, my entire body go limp, & my head get really hot, like when you feel like your worst fears are about to come true. Everything was lost. I had only ONE backup copy which just so happened to be compromised right along with it. It took me 5 hours straight to salvage a copy & piece it all back together the way it was. Good thing I have faith in the Divine Plan. The old me would have totally freaked out, smashed something into the wall, played the angry victim card & then polished off a high-octane bottle of merlot. The new me didn’t panic, breathed & just went with it until it was completely restored. What you have here is the final product, after much hard work & dedication. More than you can imagine.

Truth be told, I am constantly striving to be a better person, day to day, hour to hour. I’m a damn blue-blooded human ticking time bomb just like the next gal. This life can be an uphill, knockdown, drag-out battle sometimes, I don’t claim exemption & I don’t always make the grade. But what I do make... is this promise: to keep going, learning, growing & uplifting my peers & all generations to greater heights of awareness & joy. So, even though this saucy expose may appear to contain taboo or unsavory subject matter... rest assured, my friend, that this will be an authentic learning experience for your heart, soul, mind, and body, just as it was for me.

That said, I was wondering what it would be like to write about the most coveted experience on Earth: SEX. So, I originally fashioned a lengthy blog post that received so many hits in the last 5 years consistently, that I decided to turn it into a book & add so much more. Regarding sex, truth be told, I am not particularly having any at the present time (plan to change that soon) (I can be reached at: just kidding), so I figured it would be a good way to channel my inner porn star. Pent-up sexual energy reigns supreme when you are an artist, musician or writer. Untapped (lol) potential is unfurled... masterpieces are born! Ah yes, happy birthday, sweet masterpiece. 

Similarly... lament, loss, grief, despair & sadness are fine catalysts for creativity as we all well know. From screaming at the top of our lungs in cars, to in the shower like a blubbering fool, to drowning in buckets of rain, to the ‘ole dramatic I can’t go on without you collapse. We’ve all had these once or twice in our lives. Me? More than I’d like to admit. Blame it on the melodramatic European blood, vino, garlic knots & meat-a-ballz-a, I guess... I love hard, & lose hard. It cannot be denied, however, that the greatest love stories are spun from these whirlwind romances that rip & roar through our lives like ruthless windstorms. So it goes... the ‘ole heart wrenching, mountain-moving, tear-jerking, heavy hapless breakup songs sure do come in handy. Our special thanks... to Madame Adele & Sir Sam Smith for the brooding odes to tortured souls that keep us moving... even when the ball & chain seems near impossible to dismantle. Notice the big giant neon blinking sign up ahead that reads: "This too shall pass..."

Blink——blink! Blink——blink!

And, ah yes, gotch your tail caught in the ‘ole perfumy dozen roses in luuuuuuuv trap? All aboard! Next stop... Smittentown! Who doesn’t like a honeymoon phase? Can’t wait for my next great one!

"Unless it’s mad, passionate, extraordinary love it’s a waste of your time. There are too many mediocre things in life; love shouldn’t be one of them." ~Dream for an Insomniac

Welcome to Flirt City! Nothin’ like a super sexy marvelous muse to tap into, to fire up the passions, light up the loins, rock pictures off walls. Nothin’ like the untamed rebel-rousing of a feisty playmate to tease the daylights outta ya, tangle up your hair, put scratches on your back, smack marks on yer ass, love bites on yer boobs. Nothin’ like a fiery festivity to wreck the room, scare the dog, scat the cat & piss off the neighbors. Gotta love a good ‘ole warm & tingly, home-grown knockin’ boots sesh or 2 or 3.  It’s been a minute (or many minutes) since I had me one of those. "I thought you were boo-ed up?" Someone said to me the other day. Na... I’m boo-ed up with these here books, boss, married to my work until further notice. There ain’t no stoppin’ this unconventional love affair!

Speaking of which... this book, is less about relationships & way more about sex unhinged. The kind that takes place in the privacy of the master bedroom or on the kitchen counter late at night when the coast is clear, doesn’t apply here. I believe it is high time to take the pulse of our porn-obsessed culture, see how much we really do ingest & how it affects all of us on a variety of levels. I will do my very best to speak an impartial truth, so you may decide for yourself what you endorse based on the facts & my wise, wildly entertaining assessment, of course. May this honest look at sex in our society be the bellwether for another sexual revolution. May this voluptuous revolution be the refined, soul-infused version. Allow me to be a mouthpiece (ha ha ha), for reason & rationale, according to a just, healthy, balanced, superior human race. Going forward, the future of our civilization deserves to be leveled up in this department, & I intend to be a catalyst.

Truth be told, for the last long while, I had been quite guarded when it came to my sexuality. I made sure to be good & sauced before winding up in any uncompromising position. Otherwise, I would only sneak around with dudes I wasn’t supposed to be sneaking around with, like SEVERAL. Admittedly, most of my life I rarely dated single men. Available? What’s that? Well, a handful were, in the early years. Most of the time though, boo-ed up seemed to be the case... & not even on purpose. Sometimes, the ones that became my boyfriends weren’t even always single at first. Yep, that was me... stealin’ your man, who essentially just needed an excuse to escape the flopped souffle he was trapped in. That was my M.O., most of my life... the side piece. I’ve been a good little mistress for yeeeears. I’d often use the excuse of alcohol to justify sexual behavior. I would allow myself to be flirty if I had a drink in my hand which enabled me to have no limits regarding who’s who.

Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol... ~Jamie Foxx

Over the years, I definitely grew to have a little complex over my sexuality, because all my life, I was typically the other woman. I secretly harbored shame over that... not because I felt guilty for men cheating with me, but because I felt the heavy stigma of a society that condemned that behavior. I was always okay with being the side piece, because... as a bartender that I used to work with once said, it allowed me the luxury of non-commitment. I enjoyed the detachment, & drama-free simplicity of being with men who I knew I had no responsibility to report to. But, then of course there were those pesky little times when I got too attached, & THAT was a problem. When they left me to go back to their significant other, I felt used, resentful, devalued, or not good enough. I knew this dynamic had to change, & so I put an end to it right before the pandemic era. I no longer want to be anybody’s dirty little secret. I want to be somebody’s loud & proud stunningly beautiful arm candy, instead!

I am sober as a stick at the moment & I gotta say, I am not afraid to come into my power any longer. Who needs an excuse to be who you are? For the longest time, I felt like I had to protect myself from the men of the world as if they are all just predatorial penises with faces walking around. Over the years, I had packed on fat as a protective layer to shield my body, I’d dress down, & hide my assets. I would even dumb down my true character, which is deeply empathic & requires a certain level of vulnerability. Thus, my female empowerment lies in my ability to align with this extremely powerful energy without feeling threatened. I used to think that I needed a bodyguard for a boyfriend just so I could walk around freely expressing myself as a sensual being. There was a long period of time in my life when I either needed drugs & alcohol or an intimidating partner as a buffer in order to be myself out in the world. That doesn’t seem right, but it was only due to the fact that I had been stuck in a karmic pattern of attracting unwanted attention for a lengthy part of my life & so I never felt safe. I’m over that now, thank God.

Quick backstory on unwanted attention. For the longest time after I quit (spoiler alert) trickin’ & decided on a working-class life in the culinary field... I couldn’t walk down the street without men signaling to me & pulling over. It was like I had a sign on my back that said, I suck dick for money. I had a point of attraction that was composed of a hooker vibration. My energetic blueprint was giving off vibes of a prostitute. I purposely dressed down & wore a hoodie when I walked alone everywhere. Those days when I walked to work wearing a chef uniform wasn’t even a deterrent. It never failed; men would just pull over randomly & ask if I was working. Even in stores, gas stations & supermarkets, I was a magnet for creepy men who gave me the eye. Years after I had ended the lifestyle, I attracted this. It’s like the vibe was stuck to me. Finally, one day, it stopped, when I got a shit kicker boyfriend who was like a pit bull. Unbeknownst to him, his guard dog vibe warded away any semblance of a John to bat a lash my way. I guess I needed him to break the chain.

These days, I’m the only guard dog I require. My aura is like a forcefield, anything even remotely toxic, it sizzles like a bug zapper. All I have to do is be me, & TRUST. It took a minute for me to develop that sense of security, believe me. That said, I’m a self-proclaimed natural-born healer. I’ve healed myself of all toxic relationships, PTSDs from my childhood & the street life, substance abuse, severe addiction, sexual traumas, suicidal ideations, anxiety, depression, mental illness, anger, & innumerable complex fears, & insecurities. I have consciously healed any & all physical & emotional damage that had incurred over the course of a very long, arduous, perilous path. I’ve healed many others coping with feelings of unworthiness or a lack of self-love or self-acceptance, by just being me. My seven publications prior to this one, will assist anyone’s healing process, frankly. This particular book, however, has a different approach. It’s more controversial than anything I have ever composed. If you want different results, you have to try something different. So, here goes.

Speaking of controversial... there has always been a distinct line drawn between the professional principle & the pleasure principle in terms of workplace morale. There seems to be an unspoken code that goes along with being an employee or representative of a company or brand. It is common in our society for inappropriate posting on social media to get people fired & cancelled. However, this no longer pertains to me, I don’t work for anybody. I am my own boss. I can write, publish & post whatever I want without fears of professional backlash. Not to mention, you can’t offend key family members like parents or children, if they are simply not around. In any case, I have no apologies at this stage of my life anyway. It is what it is. The filter is officially OFF. The only reputation I have to uphold is my own & the only enterprise I represent is Cosmic Consciousness. My profession is being my authentic self, which includes a duty to honor my truth, which isn’t always pretty or politically correct, & even may be considered offensive at times. Being my authentic self also includes honoring the pleasure principle with no shame in my game. I feel as though I have a true calling to explore the marriage of the Devil & the Divine, if you will, & put it out there in full detail with no holds barred.

That said, it’s high time for some balance in our society. Being 100% sensually alive within the ides of balance & moderation as opposed to in the belly of the beast of indulgence, may not be a concept familiar to the human race. As a collective, we have been slaves to our senses for the duration. We are an extremist people whose behaviors have been exhibiting excess, greed, & gluttony for decades upon centuries which cannot be denied. There is plenty of evidence to support it. The collapsing infrastructure of the current world order & epidemic of global unrest, addiction, mental illness, war, poverty & crime... clearly exemplifies the effects of this mass misaligned overindulgent behavior. More! More! More! Bigger! Better! More! Commercialism has brainwashed everyone. Moderation has been lost in the race for MORE. Balance has been drowned out by The American Dream which teaches no such thing.

History shows that strict religious doctrine &/or strict rule of law seemed to be the only strategies that had ever coerced people into being good, or moderate. Government & religion use fear to control unevolved citizens who are out of control or who cannot control themselves. It’s quite a booby trap, the way the system is arranged. They temp & tantalize, subliminally hypnotize, advertise, market, sell, sell, sell, brainwash, & program consumerism into us on every level. Then when folks begin to create toxic patterns & habits to essentially live up to those radical standards, they shame, scold & penalize. The system is a set-up. The status quo wants us to fail, so we break the bank, the law, our spirits & our sanity. They want us to be fat, sick, sad & tired, so we suck up all their costly remedies. The mentality of the following excerpt is the epitome of what is wrong with our society, & exactly why capitalism has become SOULLESS.

"The bicycle is the slow death of the planet as we know it. A cyclist is a disaster for the country’s economy: he doesn’t buy cars and he doesn’t borrow money from the bank to buy. He doesn’t pay insurance policies. He doesn’t buy fuel, pay for maintenance and necessary repairs. He does not use paid parking. Does not cause serious accidents. Does