I once asked a master the key to immortality

I once asked a master the key to immortality, and he answered with a single phrase: “Don’t release your seed.”

Those words stayed with me. They cut straight through the noise of a culture that glorifies instant gratification and promises of “manifesting” power, love, or wealth through sexual climax. Today, we see a surge of teachings that frame orgasm as a tool for manifestation, whether that’s calling in money, attracting a dream partner, or creating success. While I acknowledge that these practices have brought some people deep healing and empowerment, I also see the danger: they risk leading younger generations into an obsession with sex, mistaking lust for a spiritual practice or even worse a fake sense of freedom or liberation.

There’s nothing inherently wrong with pleasure. But without direction, without devotion, pleasure can become shadow of its true potential. It can feed craving instead of fulfillment, leaving people actually feeling empty inside. Every authentic lineage that has guided seekers toward self-mastery, from the yogis of India to the Taoist adepts and beyond, teaches the same principle: the energy of creation is not meant to be endlessly spilled outward, but refined inward.

Sexual energy, when cultivated and circulated, fills the body with bliss that does not fade after a few minutes. It can lift consciousness into states of lasting peace, ecstasy, and even immortality.

This is not about repression, nor is it about indulgence. It’s about mastery. Mastery of the body is not achieved by indulging every sensation. True mastery is the art of transmuting desire into devotion, of anchoring pleasure in purpose. When the seed of life is honored and contained, it becomes fuel for the soul’s ascension.

The ancient Reishic philosophy, a stream of wisdom woven into the fabric of many mystery schools, spoke of a path beyond decay; a path where the body was not seen as a prison, but as a vessel capable of eternal refinement. To the Reishi, immortality was not a metaphor. It was a living reality, a science of energy, a way of aligning one’s entire being with the eternal currents of Source.

At the heart of this path was the understanding of the Seed of Life. The seed was never meant to be wasted; it was the jewel of one’s existence, containing within it the entire hologram of the soul. In Reishic practice, to lose the seed casually was to leak the codes of creation itself. Each drop was seen as a library; carrying memory, power, and divine architecture.

1 drop of seamen = 100 drops of blood

Instead of outward release, the Reishic masters taught the art of inner circulation. Through breath, movement, mantra, and sacred union, the generative current was drawn upward through the spine into the higher energy centers. What began as desire in the root became radiance in the heart, illumination in the mind, and finally an anointing of the crown. This was apart of the alchemy of immortality: to transform lust into light, passion into power, and the finite into the eternal.

The Reishi also understood that immortality was not merely about extending one’s years. It was about shifting the vibrational signature of the body into a state where decay could no longer touch it. When the life force is no longer bled out through unconscious desire, the cells awaken to their original crystalline design. The body becomes a temple of light: self-repairing, self-regenerating, and capable of carrying consciousness across time and space without death.

This was also a part of mastering the Light Body, very similar teachings to the Tibetan Rainbow Light Body. When you can really inner stand you are so much more than this physical body and start healing the different energy centers, energy bodies you start to come deeper into energetic mastery. Your body can naturally heal, sometimes you don’t need as much food, you're not processing lower vibrations or dense emotions, you are in equilibrium and peace.

This is why so many modern teachings, however well-intentioned, fall short. They promise liberation through indulgence, but liberation is never found in feeding the hunger of the lower self. True immortality comes from ascending through the hunger into the higher octave of love, where bliss is unending and untethered from physicality.