On the cusp of each new iteration of photographic entertainment - delivery, formatting, etc. is sexualized imagery. This is so because we want it served up within a socially acceptable (normalized, convenient, customizable) delivery method in light of the fact that we know it instinctively to be wrong, and we are always enthralled with novelty (the new thang).
Lust is wrong; human beings don't go into heat like animals. But when we lust, it offers a tantalizing escape (high) from our present circumstances - whatever those may be. Salacious photographic entertainment is the drive thru of lust. Acceptable and convenient. It's an escape on steroids.
Drive-thrus are stupid (stupid is a verb) when you put some thought into what they represent for us as a people, but restaurants install them because they'll just about do anything (normalized, convenient, customizable) to fatten their wallets. Food designed to be consumed whilst driving is socially acceptable but ridiculously contradicting to what food truly represents for us as human beings.
Escape! Escape! Escape!
I would argue that food from drive thrus is not unlike eating packaged animal feed. Animals are supposed to eat what God intended for them to eat in lieu of manufactured pellets. Humans are meant to escape and enjoy sexuality but only when it's rightly executed within the marriage bed. As I said earlier, it's wrong to lust. We all know these things. It's just common sense. We are not animals.
Ask yourself: Are your present circumstances really so that you're willing to fall prey to normalized societal stupidity by escaping into photographic lust? Even though you know intrinsically that it's wrong?
Would you eat some deliciously manufactured Alpo just because you're hungry, it's convenient, and it's the red-blooded male right of passage?
Firstly, look hard at what you're circumstances are if you do decide to repent, and from there, align yourself with other men who can assist you in resisting what you've always known was wrong (despite being acceptable to society) but never had the will (or desire) to walk away from.
It is very hard to adjudicate salacious photographic entertainment for what it really is, but especially so under certain individual circumstances. Therefore, remember to give yourself a break, if need be.
May we all become nauseated at the smell of Alpo and ever suspect of those who manufacture and package it out of respect for what we know and choose to live out rightly.
Stand your ground! Stand your ground! Stand your ground!
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