Unnatural?

There are two ways you can go about looking at homosexuality from a moral standpoint.  One is non-religious, and one is religious.  Let's start with non-religious.

First and foremost, one should take a look at other animals to determine if homosexuality is unnatural.  Since homo- or bisexual behavior seems to be a nearly (if not completely) universal phenomenon (http://www.physorg.com/news164376975.html), especially true in the case of primates, some of which are completely and universally bisexual, we can rule out  it being unnatural.  As for a morality standpoint, there is little to go by from a non-religious standpoint which doesn't hinge on it being unnatural.  As a method of population control alone, it is useful in and of itself, and worth keeping around with a population of 7,000,000,000+.

Religiously, there are two ways of looking at it, an active diety or a passive diety.  An active diety is easy to rule out, as homosexuality (namely in animals) would not exist in such a scenario.  A passive god(s) would, following any sort of logic, accept a group on their own terms.  If a species evolved which automatically included homosexuality, there would be no immorality in such an act, as long as it was willing (as with any sexual relations).

On a side note, the mere fact that men have a "G-spot" on the prostate, which can only be reached by penetration, proves that homosexuality is natural, and to some degree logical in a social animal.  Dominance would be enforced by "topping" the subordinates, and those which protested least - or liked it - would be more likely to survive for long, passing the trait on to their children.

Just food for thought.

Nature

The Great Spirit has made us what we are:

it is not his will that we should be changed.

If it was his will, he would let us know;

if it is not his will, it would be wrong

for us to attempt it, nor could we,

by any art, change our nature.

(Seneca Proverb)

Undignified

I had a sweet cat, curled up on my lap purring away, happy as can be.  Then I sneezed on his head and the purring stopped.  After an undignified moment, he ran away.  Of course, as soon as my coffee was ready he jumped back up and now I feel bad to disturb him so I haven't gotten my coffee yet.  Oh well.

For the first time in a long time

I should do the typical update of a long ignored blog, revisited for the first time in months.  But I'm not.

Suffice to say that things that needed to end ended, and wonderful new things have grown in their stead.  Much like Yellowstone after their catastrophic fire, new life came far sooner and far greener than expected.

Tonight is the first night in six days that I'm spending the night alone.  Being in my twenties I know that it would be expected of me to relish the time alone, to revel in my so-called freedom.  But I'm not.

No, rather I find myself missing him.  Being in my twenties, I know that it would be expected of me to be missing the sex.  Well, there is that, but that's not what I find myself missing.  I miss him, the touch, the scent, the presence... the someone else to cook for, to eat with, to smile at.  The arm to lean against, the embrace to fall into... the soft but steady noise of another's breathing. That is what I miss.  My boys are here, the cat rather close (and for once not on my lap), and they have their own patterns... but its not the same.

I lay on the bed to read... and I miss his warmth.  I sit on the computer, for it at least has something to occupy me, and from time to time he does something, like "poking" me.  That helps, but its not the same as being tickled against my will.  Knowing me, I would NOT expect to miss that, but I do. 

Because it makes him smile, and that makes it all worth it.

So long story short... I miss you, and I'll see you soon.