I can't help...

I can't help to think that everywhere I go, someone probably jizzed there. Now I am not trying to be crude or anything like that, but when I just think about everywhere in the world and how many people there are, I think about how in every public domain there must be stains upon stains of sexual defiance, maybe not defiance but it sounds like a stronger word than anything else I could think of. Then I dare not even mention the private houses and the amount those are covered in.

Now, let me just say that even if there is absolutely no evidence of sex occurring in a particular area, due to the two people being incredibly neat and tidy about their activity, that it still does not pardon the idea that there was just two people naked there. Or masturbating. Desks, tables, vending machines, buildings, sidewalks, trees, park benches, tennis courts, etc. They all have to have been used for this in one way or another.

Sitting in college housing only perpetuates the idea that there is cum everywhere. I mean, the thousands of young adults that have ran rampant through here the past few decades surely have made their mark permanently on the mattress of time. And again, I am not trying to be weird, gross, or awkward, just stating a thought process that I feel should not be censored by human's minds. I mean, sex is just another part of human nature. To call this subject matter taboo seems a little counterintuitive.

Just homes, in general, are filled with evidence of sexual activities. And when someone buys someone else's home, I can only imagine if they had this thought process what they would think. I mean, they are buying someone else's messes.

It seems to me that this is the great equalizer here on earth as well. I could go to an airport bathroom where both the janitor, pilot and CEO of the company could all have done their business. And do not try the defense that people do not "perform" such "actions" in public places, because, we know that would be an immense lie. But it just seems funny. I want to put a black light up to the world and just view the stains we have left upon this planet.

Now I am not, by any means or stretch of the imagination, calling us creatures of diminishing grace or ones that should be ashamed of ourselves. In fact, I am praising us for how effective we are at doing so, and how creative we are to utilize all of the objects we have in our possession to be happy. It just makes me wonder if we are doing better than the history that made its mark before us.