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Woebeit, sex isn’t nearly as gratifying (to me), as it’s purported to be. Mayhap, that’s why I’ve never confused a passionate romp in the sack with a voluptuous creature (capable of provocatively invading The Outer Limits of my X-rated cranial circuits) with romance or Eros love. Consequently, I’ve always equated raging hormones to a growling stomach. Hence, sex is like a gulp of water, or any source of nourishment that sustains life and happiness. If, however, you fail to grasp the concept of sex only being an essential component of procreation, you probably won’t agree that homosexuality is unnatural. For real, anything natural is simple. If it’s not simple, it isn’t natural. Hell, sex is so simple until the birds and bees do it.

Dwelling, in The Twilight Zone notwithstanding, Gay couples that have an urgent need to explain why they came out of the closet are admitting that their relationship was unnatural. It’s long been my theory that the world is so sexually orientated, until any   attraction, or intense feeling translates to intercourse. In 2005 America, what other way is there to express ones deepest affection other than giving yourself to them? Shazam!  That’s nothing new, inasmuch as a character in Plutarch's Erotikos (Dialogue on Love) argues “the noble lover of beauty engages in love wherever he sees excellence and splendid natural endowment without regard for any difference in physiological detail. Gender just becomes irrelevant ‘detail’ and instead the excellence in character and beauty is what is most important.”

Then again, lustful love can run you stone crazy. Hey, don’t believe me. Instead, behold  the article (“Turns out love can make you a little crazy…”), in the May 31, 2005 edition of the New York Times tht asserts: “New love can look for all the world like mental illness, a blend of mania, dementia and obsession that cuts people off from friends and family and prompts out-of-character behavior - serenades, yelling from rooftops - that could almost be mistaken for psychosis. Now for the first time, neuroscientists have produced brain scan images of this fevered activity, before it settles into the wine and roses phase of romance. In an analysis of the images appearing in The Journal of Neurophysiology, researchers argue that romantic love is a biological urge distinct from sexual arousal.

“It is closer in its neural profile to drives like hunger, the researchers assert. When you're in the throes of this romantic love it's overwhelming, you're out of control, you're irrational ...’  said Dr. Helen Fisher, an anthropologist at Rutgers University and the co-author of the analysis.” Hey, as many articles that I’ve written about “Grave-yard Love,” I don’t need a study to convince me that one has to be insane to love another person to death. So, What’s Love Got To Do With It? Nevertheless, I live by the Golden Rule. Need I cite it, or will it suffice to say that I only want folks to treat me the way I treat them. In addition, since every  (homosexual, heterosexual, or transsexual) person is a human being, I try hard to love them unconditionally. Yet, I’m not responsible for their actions, or even how they wantonly try to mistreat me.

I’m only responsible for how I treat them. Ergo, if you’re looking for a reproachful Bud’s Eyeview on Sheryl Swoope’s moment of insane introspection, you won’t get it here. You, might however, check SportsWatch in This Bud’s For You’s potpourri. On the other hand, people obsessed with sex is clinical insane. Their insanity is called Paraphilias  (FYI: Paraphilias are impulse control disorders, “mental illnesses,” that are characterized by recurrent and intense sexual fantasies, urges, and behaviors. Paraphilias are considered deviant—outside of acceptable patterns of behavior—because they involve unusual objects, activities, or situations not considered sexually arousing to others. In addition, these objects, activities, or situations often are necessary for the person’s sexual functioning.

With a paraphilia, the individual’s urges and behaviors cause significant distress and/or personal, social, or occupational dysfunction. Someone with a paraphilia is referred to as "kinky" or "perverted," and these behaviors might have serious social and legal consequences. - Cleveland Clinic.) In essence, it’s debatable whether deviate sexual appetites are inborn, or learned. Even so, for one to share his or her carnal, “born again” sexual testimony is insanity. I wonder if anybody knows where I’m coming from?