I see it a lot in yoga. Neck hyperextensions that mean chins point up towards the ceiling. The teacher goes round placing blocks or blankets underneath their heads, depending upon the severity of the misalignment. Most people are not even aware that they are doing it.
Lying in bed in the throes of an orgasm, I suddenly realised the strain I was putting on my body as I writhed and contorted, arching my back and allowing all the energy to escape.
Tucking in my chin slightly, I relaxed and, feeling the smile at the back of my throat, I realigned my spine.
Suddenly the circuit of the energy was complete and it coursed round and round, catching up with itself and overtaking.
Forming a vortex that flooded through me – a bit like riding the circular wave of a fluvo in a small swimming pool.
Ripples of the rush before escalating the pace of the oncoming torrent.
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