24/01/2018
S*X IS TOO AVAILABLE, LOVE IS TOO SCARCE.
It is no secret that this society that has more S*X than LOVE. We spend our imagination thinking about how to do each other, and not what to do for each other. We are a society that will do anything to be laid; but will not be in a hurry to settle down. We spare no expense taking someone out for a treat but we seldom go out of our way to treat people right. “Do you love me?” is an intruder in our social structure because “Do you want me?” has become our social norm. We don’t mind having each other over for the weekend but we have cold feet committing to the end.
There is no doubt that s*x as a fantasy has deemed love as a reality. It is clear than the lowering of pants; has led to the dropping of the sanctity of love and the value of life. Men make women mothers more easily than they make them wives. The pressure for women to use their waists to win a man is at astronomical height. Good women are now in competition with good looking ones. Real wife materials are obscured by women who have more body than material on them.
Life is now a buffet, we love each other just like we do our favourite foods. We are not weighed by our innate values but by another’s appetite. Once we have had our fill we wash our hands like Pilate and hand over the left-overs of broken hearts to the next person. In viewing bodies as delicacies; we have forgotten that hearts are delicate.
We are strangers to the times when love was printed in poetry and climaxed by acts of great sacrifices. We no longer hear stories of love that make us all go, “Oh!” because we are busy chasing the big O. Now love is a desire whose end is s*xual climax. The value on a soul is no longer pegged on the purpose it was created to fulfill but the pleasure it can give. Slowly, we are aliens in the very thing that made us human-True love.
Don’t get me wrong, I am not championing for less s*x but for more sense. The kind of sense that gives us the kind of love that doesn’t lead us to mere dates where people doll up to show up but relationships that are an appointment with destiny where we meet people who are ready for the business of life. A love that makes us part of something bigger than bedroom gymnastics. A love that truly satisfies; not this kind that is too salinized by s*x that we can see each other above the waistline.
