The other day I was out camping and while I was lighting a fire I started to reflect. After a while I realized that sex and by extension sexuality and relationships is a lot like fire. It can be beautiful, warm and comforting, it can be used to bond with another person, at one point in time it was needed for the survival of your people, but at the same time, it can be deadly. It can destroy homes, ruin families, put people in jail and cause unbelievable suffering to anyone involved with it. Most of the time, a fire is unwanted and only contained to select moments where its needed and thats it. Eventually it goes away once the kindling is gone. And that once beautiful comforting flame is now dark cold ash after you stopped providing for it. No matter how much you want it to keep going, eventually it will fade away unless you are constantly working to keep it lit. Its natural action is to fade. After a while I realized if you think with your dick, you have a higher chance of hurting someone or yourself than if you had good impulse control and thought about your actions. Never let your dick control your life, its like being an arsonist setting random uncontrollable fires everywhere because you wanted to in the moment.

Maybe I am weird but maybe you all can see where i am coming from.