In the English translation of Anne Dufourmantelle’s Blind Date, Sex and Philosophy, is this food for thought:
“Our finite nature is a prop for both sex and philosophy. Sex responds to death by cancelling out time; so does philosophy. The one uses desire, and so does the other.
[S]ex suspends time for as long as [ … ] we remain caught up in the moment and the act [, …] a moment provisionally outside of time and without duration.
“Philosophy for its part proceeds by stages. It posits an argument, reasons, sidesteps the issue, delivers a judgment, calls it into question, takes one more step in the direction of the logic of being, and in the process [ … ] it sweeps time under the rug, believes it is escaping death by conceptualizing death. [ … ] Concepts do not die or age.”
Missing from this improbable twining is the subjective utility and objective cost of adding drugs to the recipe (uppers for sex and hallucinogens for thought), in both cases as if to stall the movement of time. No time, no limits, no losses, no regrets.