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pluralMan created god in his own image.
Religion especially organized religion is merely a form of behavioral control for the masses....
Why do we bother believing people or things which purport to tell us how to live.
Some things are simple. For example, murder, if we all agree not to do it, the chances of it happening to us are moderated.
Other things like morality boggle me...
Personally I have no morals, not one.
I believe in situational ethics, right and wrong are not set in stone but vary greatly depending on the particular situation.
Of course, to my own ethics, I hold fast, I never waver.
For example, to kill someone, is that wrong? Not inherently, in fact there are situations where it is the right thing to do.
To kill someone, in cold blood, without cause, that I can see being unfriendly, but what if you are preventing harm to yourself or others? Then killing someone is not only perfectly acceptable, in some ethos it is required.
But anyway I didn't come here tonight to babble about morality...
My life is divine, come sinners one and all let me adore you.
I got a call from my vintner today; my shipment has arrived, delightful, a bacchanalian event must soon follow.
I wonder how others must look on me, not out of any true concern, more curiosity...
Someone asked me today why I had decided to become so respectable, (she had heard of my appointment as VP of my homeowners association)
I scoffed loudly, "my love" I smiled "if you should have learned one thing the years you have known me, is that appearances are always deceiving."
It is rather funny actually, if one was to look at me, I look like the All-American boy next door.
5'11" tall, blond hair, blue eyes, slightly tan complexion, the majority of my clothes are from banana republic, the rest are custom made (let me tell you, custom made clothes are one of life most divine material pleasures)
Today it was linen, beautiful Irish linen, Khaki colored slacks and a loose white dress shirt. I love the feel of linen; the only fabric, which comes close in pleasure for me, is raw silk. The way is hangs and swirls loosely around your body, most delicious.
Of course these days, neither a nipple nor a cock ring seem to surprise anyone, but I would wager that 90% of you would pick me last out of a lineup to be wearing either of those....
Behind this respectable, stylish facade is a history of decadence and immorality. I am the young man who seduced your mother, gambled with your father, and made your politicians seem noble.
Religion especially organized religion is merely a form of behavioral control for the masses....
Why do we bother believing people or things which purport to tell us how to live.
Some things are simple. For example, murder, if we all agree not to do it, the chances of it happening to us are moderated.
Other things like morality boggle me...
Personally I have no morals, not one.
I believe in situational ethics, right and wrong are not set in stone but vary greatly depending on the particular situation.
Of course, to my own ethics, I hold fast, I never waver.
For example, to kill someone, is that wrong? Not inherently, in fact there are situations where it is the right thing to do.
To kill someone, in cold blood, without cause, that I can see being unfriendly, but what if you are preventing harm to yourself or others? Then killing someone is not only perfectly acceptable, in some ethos it is required.
But anyway I didn't come here tonight to babble about morality...
My life is divine, come sinners one and all let me adore you.
I got a call from my vintner today; my shipment has arrived, delightful, a bacchanalian event must soon follow.
I wonder how others must look on me, not out of any true concern, more curiosity...
Someone asked me today why I had decided to become so respectable, (she had heard of my appointment as VP of my homeowners association)
I scoffed loudly, "my love" I smiled "if you should have learned one thing the years you have known me, is that appearances are always deceiving."
It is rather funny actually, if one was to look at me, I look like the All-American boy next door.
5'11" tall, blond hair, blue eyes, slightly tan complexion, the majority of my clothes are from banana republic, the rest are custom made (let me tell you, custom made clothes are one of life most divine material pleasures)
Today it was linen, beautiful Irish linen, Khaki colored slacks and a loose white dress shirt. I love the feel of linen; the only fabric, which comes close in pleasure for me, is raw silk. The way is hangs and swirls loosely around your body, most delicious.
Of course these days, neither a nipple nor a cock ring seem to surprise anyone, but I would wager that 90% of you would pick me last out of a lineup to be wearing either of those....
Behind this respectable, stylish facade is a history of decadence and immorality. I am the young man who seduced your mother, gambled with your father, and made your politicians seem noble.
