World Peace Through Intimacy [Editorial] by Mark Antony Rossi


The argument swirling around sexuality being procreational versus recreational has never made practical sense even from a theological standpoint. It’s been evident after reading the Song of Solomon, a book found in the Old Testament of the Bible, that sexual relations were a great deal more than matrimony and morality. Some of the oldest verse written directed praise to the beauty of a woman’s breasts and are poetic center pieces splashed across that same book.

We live in age where extremes are increasingly rationalized as justification for deifying stupidity. The cry of “they” is now license for the most barbaric actions known to society. Somehow the abstract (them) energizes willful impotent actors to make their grievances public in a most personal way often resulting in vivisection of innocent lives.

This same demented philosophy is assaulting the intimacy of sexuality. The act of lovemaking before marriage is not in itself an ethical dilemma. Recreational sex between consenting adults is proven to be healthy and psychologically rewarding. It is the act of sexual performance removed from humanity that must be labeled unhealthy and psychologically and spiritually destructive.

The steady introduction of artificial devices into the sex act continues to erode the basic boundaries of respect and threatens to eliminate any social learning curve normally present in sexual unions. The partner is made a flesh metaphor on the path to gratification. Any attention achieved or knowledge gained is spent on method and machine; not mood or mystery.

The imagination unengaged in any human sexual encounter is ironically less than human; more akin to animals mechanically attuned to a seasonal cycle. Have we become this lazy and boring of a species that we should rely on rubber-coated motors to arouse rather than sunsets on a beach? Why are robotic dolls an acceptable sexual substitute for men? Isn’t this accelerating dehumanization and ultimately mentally crippling people?

How does humanity stop hating if it cannot figure out how to start respecting? We have little chance for peace in our time if we are more willing to buy a robot rather than hold hands on a summer night. The killing will halt when we are no longer strangers. Until then we live with the sad facts that condoms and computers offer little solace and security. Paradise is lost. And we didn’t lose Paradise by ignoring God. We lost it by forgetting our Humanity.

Mark Antony Rossi’s poetry, criticism, fiction and photography have appeared in The Antigonish Review, Another Chicago Review, Bareback Magazine, Black Heart Review, Collages & Bricolages,  Enclave, Expound, GloMag, Gravel, Flash Fiction, Japanophile, On The Rusk, Purple Patch, Scrivener Creative Review, Sentiment Literary Journal, The Sacrificial ,Wild Quarterly and Yellow Chair Review.

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Freelancer, poet, dreamer

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