What can I write? It is all in the experiencing and seeing. I researched these images to get ideas for future artwork, but examining them was more than I could endure. My imagination, as fantastic as it is, is never enough.
Images from Google free to use.
The major piece of my life that is missing is making love. Not just sex, not just being satisfied, but the wonderful effect on the human body when engaged in making love on a regular basis. Religion has only two justifications when criticizing making love: 1) Unwanted children, but birth control has that covered if a person is smart, and 2) STDs, and at this time, open source knowledge is readily available to avoid them, and healthcare can cure most forms. The health benefits acquired by making love at least once or twice a week, even in old age, are well known.
HYPOCRACY. I know firsthand how duplicitous some religious people are in depicting themselves as "celibate" and abstaining, knowing full well that state of being is a myth, and even if a human tries to adhere to those guidelines, they will fail, in my opinion. We just are not made to not make love.
I miss making love so very much that I feel I am being tortured.
From my new urologist about my nonexistent sex life.
