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Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.....

O is for Osculation....

As an old song says.... "osculation is a sensation that is nice..."

Kissing, a pleasurable activity, stimulates receptors in the brain to produce elation and euphoria.


The mouth is a most singular part of the human body. It can stimulate, through a kiss or a kind word. It can destroy, with a bite or a harsh word. It is the place where we take the sustenance for our life, and can at once, be used to end our life.


And, amazingly, it can be used to provide life for another.


The mouth can lead into the body from the outside, taking food, love, life--- and the mouth can lead from the inside of the body out, in the form of spoken words, song, breath. A smile can speak volumes, a sneer can break hearts. 

Whether it be, the kiss of life, the kiss of death, a lover's kiss ... or even a Dementor's kiss--- the mouth can offer either a beginning or an end, and should be used wisely. As, one who seeks to destroy with their mouth may find the same plan on the lips of another....




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  1. David MacaulayApril 18, 2011 at 8:09 PM

    Nice post and I have never heard of this term for kissing before..

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  2. NiaRaieApril 19, 2011 at 3:20 PM

    This is a good post. I think I've heard the term before, but I've never really thought about how powerful the mouth can be. Thanks for the enlightenment!

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  3. Joe RichardsonApril 19, 2011 at 11:34 PM

    Clever and informative.

    From you, I've come to expect nothing less.

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