It’s amazing how writing is changing my life. There are other things available for me to be doing, like, figure out loop holes to covenant eyes and watch some porn, or worse, fantasize about porn unbeknownst to my wife and get myself off. So why not do that? I mean, why care about the obvious side effect like, divorce. It’s a normality now in our modern day culture and age of technology, what could possibly go wrong?

I think about people close to me, people that are as close as family should be, but aren’t due to that very side effect… I’m not complaining, only accepting the outcome of my reality in this world of…”ME”. I feel the Spirit of God grieve, my soul aches, but what does it matter? What influence could I possibly have on a world chosen for itself; not only men and women willing, but abducted people, and even, [even] innocent children trafficked into the sex industry. It’s a shame to confess that I’d once willingly contributed a watchful eye roaming through the abyss, or dare I say blissful pleasures of darkness online.