Let me clarify my point, as well. I don't cheat, and I would not only break the skull of my then boyfriend if he cheated, I'd break that bitch's skull as well. I mean, I'd do it "my way." Just ask my ex boy and ex best friend...;) I'm a vendictive bloodsucking bitch when I get as mad as I got at them for screwing around.
Among others in the animal kingdom sex in fact does not equal love. Love comes from mammas to babies. The exception are grey wolves, red wolves, some other animals, and most humans. The reasons behind human sexuality are our intense emotions and our determination to create this creature called "morality."
Monogamy a pipe dream? In this day and age, that is quite possibly the case. However, in my gut I feel that it is wrong to take someone's love and devotion for and shit on it by sleeping with another person. For one thing, it puts you in danger when a person cheats on you. AIDS is still around and it still doesn't have a cure. Sure, you can live longer, but when it catches up with you, you still die a horrible death. (Read "And the Band Played On" by Randy Shiltz)
Another reason extra relationship sex is bad is it totally breaks the devotional connection. Let me put it in totally sexual terms: My pussy should be the best pussy on Earth, if it's not we don't need to be together. I'm not going to play sweetie to Mr. Happy if you're tapping some other puss. It's not fair. It's an insult to my parts.
I mean, no offense to you guys who don't totally treasure monogamy. That's cool. Everybody has their own view of things. However, I warn you that you're in the minority, and you could find yourself really lonely one day.
So, I've just tried to give two views in this crazy mixed up world. You don't have to really jive with what I'm saying, but look at the world around you with open eyes, because love is a pretty cool ocean to fall into. ("Drownin' in the sea of love. Where everyone would to drown." -Stevie Nicks)
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By the time you're twenty-five they will say you've gone and blown it. By the time you're thirty-five I must confide you will have blown them all
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