The condition of being unmarried is considered celibacy according to my favorite reference websites. I find this to be very interesting because when most hear the word, they automatically think--no sex. It's as simple as that. To others it is abstinence from sex for religious reasons. My pledge to celibacy may be a combination of all these things. I am unmarried and upon reaffirmation of my religious beliefs, I abstain. Furthermore, allowing another into your existence is complex enough without further complicating things with the desires of the flesh. It is easy to slip but we must remember the purpose. I know we've all heard it before. Sex was meant to be shared between a man and woman after making a lifelong commitment to each other through marriage. However, nowadays, marriage is no more than an excuse to wig out and wear white after labor day. Ask yourself. What is commitment and what commitment have I made?...I asked. Although it has been months now that I have gone without, I recommit to the vows I have taken. I serve one God to the best of my ability in the absence of perfection. I promise to love, honor, and obey-- in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer 'til death do us part. With this ring, I thee wed; in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.
I live in my head and that's not such a bad place to be. It's much better than this so-called reality. Sometimes. Best left alone but sometimes desire company-- just that of one though. Don't need two because I have my own. Many talents and the choice to bury or use. Brain child, Miss Write, and a jack of all trades. I'm not too sure they get it but I certainly don't care. I've got to get this out. I must put it out there. My friends say I'm crazy (my top ain't screwed on too tight) but I haven't been committed yet, so...I write.