Shamans, the original shape shifters, understand that spirituality and sensuality are the two sides of a Divine currency. Enter onto the stage now the ultra sexy shape shifter hero of the contemporary paranormal romance, a modern yet ancient, timeless man. By his very nature, the modern shape shifter transcends the strictly rational view of the world expounded by pseudo-science, and the society that spawned it, in which our awareness with all its miraculous subtlety and detail is viewed as interesting and worth studying even though it’s only a coincidence of chemicals. What makes the modern shape shifter so sexy and desirable is his tormented spirit; he embodies the magical importance, the transcendent nature, of consciousness itself as independent of forms even as it mysteriously relishes the experience of inhabiting them. He lives in the world of quantum physics and true scientists who joyfully explore reality without limiting it.
Vampires also embody the profound frustration the human soul is currently suffering from; the emptiness experienced by so many people (and which drug companies happily strive to fill with anti-depressants) even though their lives are brimming with material gratifications easily obtained without any apparent consequences. Those are the good, romantic vampires vs. the evil ones, the vampires of soulless corporations and governments that continue bleeding the planet dry of its resources, selfishly clinging to an unnatural, heartless lifestyle. Evil vampires are personifications of a civilization that’s been dying for centuries because it’s based on unsustainable principles.
The undead can’t enjoy food or drink because the feeling of pleasure, along with all our other perceptions/emotions, arises from the inscrutable “part” of us at every instant mysteriously and effortlessly processing the information picked up by the senses—our soul. For centuries, the human soul has been crucified by social structures that treat the earth primarily as an external resource providing physical nourishment, necessities and luxuries divorced from our innermost being. If it exists at all, eternal life is generally conceived of as insubstantial, the abstraction of pure spirit. And so the magical womb of corporeal experiences, quickened by the Divine “force” of life itself, is regarded instead as a prison (cushy for some harsh for most) where we’re all serving meaningless life sentences, either ideally anticipating the freedom of heaven or like zombies (also significantly popular these days) dreading an eternal grave. Vampires are irresistible because they prove immortality is a fact and that it’s intensely sensual, alive with potentially unending desires, not an abstract heaven or merely an extinction of consciousness.
The romantic shape shifter women of all ages are drawn to was born in the desperate space created by the war between spirit and flesh. There’s no difference between energy and matter which isn’t fabricated, exquisitely woven, by the physical senses that consciousness–the Supreme shape shifter–is currently creating and playing with. This is the only way my mind as it exists now can conceive of Paradise, as endless play; unlimited, infinite creativity. I’d like to believe the real fun hasn’t yet truly begun.