PART II: ALL THAT SEX.
Sex. Such a powerful three-letter word.
A simple, basic solution to the world’s worst problems.
You’re in a killing mood? Look for firm breasts and well-rounded thighs…
Headaches? Go for a good humping! You tired of life and can’t seem to get your shit together…homie, get f*cked! Literally.
Your relationship(s) are dying out? And I don’t mean same-sex-relations…you perverts! I’m talking about healthy male-female relationships…even between friends. Just apply some good-old sexual healing…and voila! Instant smiles all round!
In fact, if for every time the world went to war…all the soldiers did was shag and get laid and …., not only will they be too blissfully tired to lift a gun not to talk about cocking and firing it…we would all be related! Would you fire a gun at your step-cousin’s niece?
Beyond a doubt, sex is good. It is fulfilling…asides from the fact that it has lots of colourful names…and though it used to make the more demure of us blush whenever it was mentioned in a room, nowadays we want to talk about it! Pornography is such an innovative mind-opener, even British members of cabinets’ spouses use ‘adult films’ as a means of relaxation. Cool.
In Dan Brown’s controversial (and-so-full-of-bullshit; I needed to say that) novel, he states that the Priory Of Sion; a bullshit secret society charged with the responsibility of protecting Jesus and Mary Magdalene’s bloodline, they believe it is possible to for man to experience God; to be in His programme, all he needs to do is open all his senses at the moment of orgasm…and he will actually ‘see’ God. Hm. Wow. How powerful is sex.
One thing I really find annoying is the use of the term…’Casual Sex’…which is defined as ‘One off sexual encounters with strangers or agreements that can stretch over a longer period of time between two people who have sex together.’ The reasons why I deplore this word or its uses is basically because I strongly believe sex is too powerful an act to be labeled as ‘casual’.
Of course, we want to rationalize that ‘sex’ and ‘making love’ are two different things; because one is a ‘physical act’ while the other involves your emotions, exaggerated sensations…blah. Be that as it may, it’s basically the same thing! When you ‘make love’, you simply have sex with someone you like! Finish! So…why all the oyinbo??
And damn, not only does the bible; God’s everlastingly timeless word state clearly that marriage is the only relationship in which sex is agreeable; ‘marriage is holy, and the bed undefiled’…it also tells us clearly that…’a man shall leave his father and mother and cleave (I prefer ‘clinch’…lol.) to his wife…and the two shall become ONE FLESH.’ Hmm.
Now imagine…do you have any idea how many people I have had sex with? From barmaids to strippers to prostitutes to girls to bankers to married women to cougars to…man, I have to admit; I’m one randy man. And as a wise man once told me, ‘We’re not human beings who have spiritual experiences; we’re spiritual beings who have human experiences!’
I believe sex is more than just the ‘exchange of fluids’ and the panting of bated breath…sweaty bodies and shaking limbs…we actually share something of ourselves with whoever it is we have sex with…two spirits who; for a moment in time, share a world of purple skies and red clouds and white sands…an explosion of energy.
Now imagine how much of me I have shared with all the women I have slept with…and imagine how much of them I have in me…imagine how many people I’m bringing along with myself to the wedding bed. Incredible.
Pastor Sam Adeyemi said, “People expect the sex to validate the relationship, when it’s actually the relationship that validates the sex!” C’mon people. Do we have to take our clothes off to have fun? Em…okay…I saw that coming…we can have sex with clothes on…but must there be sex involved to enjoy being with each other? Must we behave as if these hormones control us…and not the other way around?
Nowadays…no one in his right mind would claim to be celibate (ref: the first part of this note); they’d probably recommend some MFM deliverance for you; after they’re done laughing, that is. It’s almost as if we’re trying to catch up on all the chastity belts and rings our parents (mostly our mothers) wore back then. My guy; slow down na. Who dey pursue you?
It’s so bad, guys who choose to exercise control over this part of their relationships usually get dumped; not because the ladies do not like you but because they usually are expressive beings. It’s not enough to tell her you love her, you show it. And because she’s that way about you…she wants to hold you, kiss you…inhale you…because you’re like wine to her senses…she reels when she’s with you…you make her loose control….Okay. I’m sure you get the point.
But guys, have you ever made love to a woman and she was so caught up in it…in you, she cries..?
Damn.
But this is my point: sex is now so ‘casual’ we can have sex with someone without knowing or caring about their name…who they are…where they’re from…and its scary. Like a friend of mine said; ’we all must contribute our quota to global warming’.Yeah. And the way we go at this sex thing…we just need to shag some more…and we have our global community! I mean, we’ve all pretty much shagged each other…because I used to sleep with her, now she’s with him, and I’m with her friend…who used to be with my neighbor…and he used to be with…damn. I’m sure somewhere along the line, all we guys would become gay…because…we’re pretty much have and are ‘sleeping’ with each other!
I’m not knocking your hustle if you are shagging, neither is this an attempt at glorifying celibacy. Shag all you want, my person! It’s a free world! What I am doing here is trying to illustrate a dim portion of a brightly-lit picture; to present another perspective to this thing called sex. Do what you like, but be conscious of why you do it, how you do it and who you do it with!
Bottom line: Watch Who You F*ck With. Literally.
Thank you for staying with me.
