Flowers

It's interesting isn't it how we quite happily hold the genitalia of plants up to our noses and savour the beauty of their scent, how we, even in churches, prize the sexual organs of plants and put them in special places of note to be appreciated and admired by all.

And yet we repress our own genitals so heartily. When was the last time you put your nose to the genitals of a friend and inhaled deeply to see what this beautiful person smelt like? When was the last time you saw an artistic arrangement of human genitals on an altar at a wedding?

Curious questions indeed...