I Like Porn
By the way I have altered the definition of the word porn because in our post-modern, echo-boomer, millennial mentality it’s cool to do that. Illicitly the word will now and forever mean the altercation of something that is, by generally permeating the is object with seductive and aesthetically pleasing stimulating characteristics.
I was sitting in a fast food restaurant and I looked at my friends and said that fast-food is the socially acceptable porn of everyday apathy. To pontificate, the desire for fast-food is the absence of a desire to eat in a manner that is healthy and/or financially intelligent. Fast-food will generally aid our ability to enjoy cardiac arrest, cardio and pulmonary shut-down, and the steady everyday decay of our neural-pathways and sensory receptors.
Again I will reiterate fast-food is the porn of everyday societal long-term suicide and I like it.
Divorce is the porn of marriage. Abuse is the porn of love. The road to hell is the porn of the path to heaven. Is the church in question the porn of Christianity?
A recent acquaintance suggested that Sunday morning Christianity or Sunday morning church could be described as spiritual masturbation. Dump your load (all the accumulated crap from the week and the guilt of the absence of a genuine relationship to God), feel good and move onto Monday morning real-life. I have in a previous setting suggested that in some cases church is much the idea of an incestuous relationship. Where we gather around each other as brothers and sisters in Christ and we love to pray, prophesy, speak in tongues, heal, word of knowledge and lay hands on each other. AND whoever is the best at it or has the highest quality and largest quantity of physical response wins honor, respect, leadership and is loved by all. Maybe this blog should have been entitled the sex of life contrasted to the sex of church. Either example; masturbation or incest are both horrific and belittling words for the concept of church which if church really is true, church really is the most important thing in this life and the next.
I think for a time as I said earlier that I like fast food but there will come a point when my heart stops, my lungs fail, my eyes dim, my ears deafen and something I can’t see will be eroding my livelihood from the very inners of my physical body. I’m sure in that moment I won’t like fast-food porn anymore. I think for a time I enjoyed the sex of church, the porn-moments, the heightened emotional moments… but as I theorize about it now, I feel as if the large abandonment of church is a result of this erotic display of ancient Christianity.
Again I will reiterate fast-food is the porn of everyday societal long-term suicide and I liked it – until I knew it would kill me.
Again I will reiterate single-serving-Sunday church is the porn of ancient Christianity and I liked it – until I knew it would kill me for eternity.
In the same way, the realization of fast-food as long-term suicide probably will not set in for most humans until it’s too late. The Bible reveals that Christianity is difficult to find and difficult to maintain. Difficult + difficult = ambitious, painful, ball-busting, intricate, immense, prohibitive, trying and challenging.
Don’t be so easily fooled by the injection of sex into spirituality resulting in Church-porn.
hugs and kisses,
DSW