Living in a world of media saturated society where the webs
of porn create dichotomy. A growing business destroying lives where on the
outside the populous believes the ever growing lies.
Will we, do we, should we, could we look at porn? Is it fine
to bring these fantasies into the bedroom? Or will we be left torn?
They say they love their lives and put on a sneaking façade
only to please the boys behind the curtain smoking their rod. Bitter, alone,
and inwardly rotten, none of them want to change until they hit rock bottom.
What is this world we live in today? Where boys grow up in
the porn culture and decay? Nothing is left to be able to connect and love.
Instead we objectify and view women as conquests.
Unable to find intimacy we settle for control and
consistency. Real relationships are unimportant when we can have what we want
instantly. It’s a dismal world of dark distractions, the dirty little secret we
keep for instant interaction.
We live with masks, the ultimate masquerade, parading around
while ignoring the past. But the future knows full well the pain we will cause,
only waiting to put the future on pause.
Once the bottom is reached we will see where we are, lost
souls in the dark reaching out so far. Until we accept we are broken we cannot
accept the loss we have taken. We must learn to be healthy again, changing how
life and sex should be viewed.
Let’s take a chance and fight to view people as people
instead of promoting lust as the modern steeple. We need to fill the hunger for
broken love instead starving people for human connection. There is an epidemic
of epic proportions we cannot ignore anymore unless we suffer from complete
societal distortion.
This whole mess is underplayed and it’s time to take the
power away. Open honesty and love is required to tackle this demon and
rediscover relational intimacy.
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