Warning! I’m about to piss some people off, turn some people off, and make good sense while I’m doing it. If you aren’t in the mood to feel strange, please skip this post. Outside of the potentially mind-altering psychological effects of the ecstasy that people frequently feel while fornicating, and the yearning to express one’s love through copulation when deeply enamored, what is sex other than pleasurable, painful, or plain physical contact? Before I proceed, I would like to state emphatically that I believe all intimate interactions should be consensual. Nonetheless, I additionally believe that all sexual desires—meaning people’s propensity for pursuing sexual satisfaction—are natural. I know this is a touchy subject, so I’ll try my best to tread lightly and avoid triggering anyone. When you’re horny, how often do inanimate objects—other than dedicated sex toys—intensify your arousal? I have a very poignant point to make, and I’m trying to think of the least offensive way to articulate it, so bear with me. When I think about sex, and its forbidden taboos, one of the first things that comes to my mind is dishonesty and deception. And folks don’t tell the truth about their freaky follies, fantasies, and findings because they don’t fancy being made fools of. The rumors about Diddy and many of his acquaintances being involved in scandalous sexual shenanigans surfaced so long ago that no one was shocked when the shit hit the fan. But the thing about shit being splattered everywhere is everyone around gets stained with it. Do you think Jay-Z and Beyoncé are truly as terrible as the truth-teller Jaguar Wright touts? In my opinion, people often mistake skepticism and suspicion with intelligence and intuition. And it’s because people know how much they lie, so they naturally assume that everyone who similarly refutes or rebuts allegations or what’s perceived to be the truth is lying. How many doubtlessly damaging and devastating divulgences do you think entertainers, athletes, politicians, and powerful or influential people dodge by either silencing or settling out of court with accurate accusers? It’s not difficult to hide things that most people don’t know exist. And without question, many of your favorite people have hushed hordes hoes to help uphold their reputations. Diverging slightly, how much longer do you think it’s going to take for people to become desensitized to sex scandals? Believe it or not, it’s definitely going to happen soon. In psychology, desensitization is the process of exposing people with phobias and heavy anxiety to the things that trigger them, with said exposure often alleviating the agitation presented by those triggers over time. I’m sure just the word pedophilia triggers many people, especially those who are victims or violators of it. But how common would you conclude that adults copulating with children is? If inanimate objects are sexually arousing, or even if they simply arouse your curiosity, how many atypical animate creatures also arouse your curiosity? When I say “atypical,” humans are included. Honestly, curiosity is dangerous as fuck. Remember, that’s what “killed the cat.” When I think of a cat, the words fierce, feline, and fearless closely follow. Cats are courageous, correct? Curiosity without courage is harmless. But as soon as you conjure some cojones, especially as it pertains to sex, you’re possibly pushing to be a pariah or prison-bound. Still, if I’m keeping it real, as an intellectual and someone who understands human psychology, it is my opinion that sexual curiosity is as natural and instinctive as the desire to experience the most pleasurable climax possible. I’m really trying to use discretion here, y’all. Yes, forcing oneself onto someone, and even only overstepping the boundary of someone’s personal space, is an offensive action. Yes, as many of you can attest to, sexual urges start at a young age for many people. Yes, it’s inappropriate for adults to introduce children to sex too soon. It’s difficult to get this point across without compromising my integrity, but Diddy ain’t the only Diddy.
If perceiving sex as “pleasurable, painful, or plain physical contact,” which of those sensations tickle your fancy? I included pain because some people are into masochism, and to each its own. Life is a lot lighter when you’re living for you. And aside from the domestic violence and allegations of sexual assault, I believe that Diddy was just doing Diddy. If I had to psychologically profile Puffy, I would say that he’s narcissistic but nurturing, hot-headed but hospitable, abusive but apologetic, deviant but dependable, and simply someone who suffers from success. If he existed in a more primal time period, Diddy would have definitely been a conqueror of sorts. Some people are born to be great, and trying to take that from Diddy might get your booty hole busted open. All jokes aside, like I said before, I believe that Diddy is misunderstood, and deeming him a devil for his dirty deeds without determining why he did it is a disservice to all of us. Moving on, if I cared more about material matters, I don’t know what type of person I’d be. Once again, there’s beast dormant within me—prodigious passion—and I’m grateful that I’m able to keep it tamed. But I’m not materialistic because I’m never pressed to impress. If I must have something that I intend to keep, I prefer for it to be nice, but I’m not someone who seeks “the best of the best” when it comes to worldly possessions. And if it weren’t for the “lady lecturers” of the world, I really wouldn’t give a fuck. What motivates you the most? Right now, I’m immensely inspired by the idea of being immensely inspirational. Yes, “lady lecturer,” I can see how much I’ve rubbed off on you—no Diddy. And because I respect you and your perspective, that makes me want to go harder—no Diddy, again. If I told y’all who all was involved in trying to get me in the public eye, you wouldn’t believe me. But I want y’all to know that if I wasn’t aware of all that I have to offer, like I’ve mentioned many a time, this blog wouldn’t exist. Still, simply existing isn’t enough, is it? How would one even begin to change an entire culture? What if I told y’all I’ve had the answer to that question for years? If there’s one thing that survivors will never lose, regardless of how desolate a place gets or how destitute circumstances are, it’s hope. And hopeful people are always looking for a way forward. That’s where leaders come in. I’m going to stop giving away my best explanations, but we all know that everyone can’t lead. You can be strident, popular, successful, persuasive, and start as much shit as possible, but that doesn’t mean you’re going somewhere people haven’t been. Finding another me would be like hitting the lottery without purchasing a ticket in a state where gambling isn’t allowed. Come on, now! I have a lot less humility than it seems, but I don’t consider that a bad thing. Humble humans don’t put themselves first, and they aren’t customarily confident. I make conscious efforts to assert my individuality, and to disassociate myself from norms. How often are you being yourself? If humility is having a low sense of self-importance, humble people inherently lack originality because they don’t believe their existence holds enough significance to have a mind of their own—to be an isolated inspiration. Being humble sounds like it fucking sucks! My self-identity and autonomy are what drive my determination, and I’ll be damned if I ever let a stupid motherfucker dictate my worth, decide my potential, or direct my drive. Hate him or love him, if you think Diddy gives a fuck about what you think, humble yourself. I’m not telling you to go out and be a freaky-ass fornicator, but figure out who you are and find a freakish number of reasons to not give a fuck about who doesn’t like it. Peace.