Free time and death of the censor

Once humans get some free time to themselves, they do not spend it studying academic material. They explore. They explore the works of genius (retail and otherwise), they explore their bodies (food, drink, exercise), they explore the natural and man-made world. They explore each other (friends, families. sexual partners). Their exchange of ideas is limited to tips and gossip. Talking is a means of showing off and asserting one's place in the tribe. History is entertainment. Politics is as well. Their pursuits are of a experiential nature and they are entirely satisfying. They spiritual problems lie in a lingering guilt. This nagging feeling of betrayal works against us. It is a rare and wonderful thing to live fully and enjoy life. It is the prize which we can yank from fate without shame.

Killing the censor.
The censor is the part of you that denies your wishes, even in your dreams. Even when your fulfillment of desires is the most harmless and uneventful, the censor will have you do without - or punish you with guilt and shame if you perservere. To live fearlessly the censor must die. All the considerations of tradition, ethics, sexual modesty, good behaviour, manners, political correctness etc. are clothing which we can learn to wear to please ourselves or to please others. They have no redeeming qualities in themselves unless we assign them. And there are times when they can all be dismissed: in the creative process, in dreams, in all the arts, in solitude or in orgiastic swarming with the like-minded (not recommended).