I've seen many people talking about casual sex as an act that is liberating, glorious, almost noble and ethereal. I've heard people talking lowly about virgins, about how they fail to meet the conditions of what is generally considered "normal". I've also seen these people humiliating, bullying and isolating these poor individuals, often rendering them pariahs of their elitist circle, because their preferences don't follow "the norm".
Besides the broadening of our meanings, society has an admirable ability in word-crafting, but what's even more impressive it's the ability to alter certain negatively charged words, (or substitute them completely) and make them seem more pure than the whitest sacrificial pigeon (little do they know though, that in reality, it's our future that we place on that altar). Once, every word had it's very own meaning, etymology and semiology. Now it seems that words don't serve as a mirror which attempts to reflect at the most faithful manner possible our innermost ontollogical nuances, and inexpressible speeches of our psyche (logoi). They rather seem like snakes, that dance gracefully to our seductive flute melodies, and are wrapped around the meanings that are currently of our best interest. And language, seems to betake an irreversible path towards being a mere tool that is enlsaved to the necessity of the moment, rather than gatekeeping the semantics that were tested, and galvanized in the furnace of time.
We went as far as to indoctrinate our children to our own distorted ideals and present them a particularly narrow set of choices (dressed in the veil of a mostly sophisticated and generous democracy of course) to survive in the inherently antagonistic jungle we created for them.
And now I shall briefly move to the content of our title. Why I choose to keep my chastity up to this date and time, in an era when "love" is more free and available than drugs are in Netherlands (or so i've heard). There are many approaches on romance today. But as different they may seem at a first glance, with further introspection we can outline a certain motif or a commonly shared core that lies in their depths if you want. I've heard that romance is a "game". A game in which to succeed you must "outsmart" the other person, and as in every zero sum game where de facto there must be a winner, there must also be a loser. I've also heard that "romance" is a game of power, or as they call it "value". The more points you have of this value, the more desirable you become, in an attempt to get..the"upper hand"! And when you eliminate the competition, you can then pridefully claim "your trophy"! What's even more mind boggling is that this "value", doesn't even have to be real (!), they say. You can just pretend you have it! And what is this value actually? one might ask. Is it correlated to your ethos? your spiritual growth and virtues? maybe it has to do with your contribution to humanity? Nah, how would these shallow, insignificant parameters ever matter in the "courteous game of love"!? No, ther are far more noble things like, cockiness, misconceived leadership, cunning, sexappeal and of course material belongings. How else will you display the societal status which you rightfully achieved with your own very sweat and sacrifices?
In conclusion I want to point out that I never used and never plan to use anyone. And if I need, to deceive, manipulate and antagonize to be a part in the "game of love", then it is game in which i conciously, and wholeheartedly choose to have no involvement into. Sorry if i tired you with my long text, have a nice day.
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