perhaps due to the existence of a hypothesis — or assertion rather — that a God may exist and that we are of dual nature; both good and evil, thereby deeming particular behaviors, choices and/or expressions as inappropriate or merely immoral.
It’s crazy how much our bodies, our souls, and our minds hate being forced to do what they don’t want. Why does this love forcing us into slavery? Why are so many people content with it? They aren’t. They are just in denial. It’s too much pride, but the suffering is supposed to make that diminish. I don’t know. All I know is that my soul is reaching for something I cannot deny it. One Love. One God.