How can you place an action in a category of being wrong when excecuted through the emotions of intamacy. Sometimes things happen and they feel good, so good infact that one begins to feel a copious wieght of dispare over not feeling so in the first place. Who burdend us with the feeling of guilt over an action which was caused by an instinct subcouciously imbeded in our genetical make up?
Maybe, its the the fault of the other party, a coping mechanism, a placement of pain from one entity to another. A justification of anger over the said trancendance of lustful ‘sin’.
What if there was a complete acceptance of our minds emotional capability and reactions? What then?
Would thoes, endowed with anger and heartache take this emotion and reflect upon it accordingly?
Would thoes, comitting actions no longer presented as wrong, immerse themselves in the, if only momentarily, ultimate feeling of climatic satisfaction?
Both would be dealing with a natural consequence of circumstance wired within us.