It doesn't feel good

Corrupt things allure.
We lust after things that are dead, not living.
Of sex unending and sensuality.
It doesn't feel good.
It takes away the light, the uniqueness of something special, something exciting.

Greed kills joy.
It promises to multiply the joy of the thing in its natural amount.
It doesn't feel good.

Balance is key.
That's the problem with all of us.
It's the simple 'kill the duck that lays the golden egg' story.

Let's be happy.
Happy that we have friends or in some cases including mine, happy that we did have friends in the past and we will have friends in the future.

Happy that we have the gift of food
Not crying cause we cant get that extra piece of cake.

Happy that sex exists as a gift from our heavenly father and that it can be shared with one person, and one alone.

See, we try to make somethings more special by multiplying it. But if we did multiply it, it wouldn't be special anymore.

It's enough in its true nature.