I want to address the label ‘Sapiosexual,’ which is a term for people who are interested in a person based on their intellect. There was a report this week, by Samantha Allen of the Daily Beast, that Sapiosexual isn’t a ‘legitimate’ sexuality. Her argument is that it doesn’t delineate between gender preference, and that mental aptitude is already a characteristic sought after in any mate, thus rendering it ‘redundant.’ I identify as Sapiosexual, and so I take issue with this. Sapiosexual, for me, supersedes gender. I can’t ‘get going’ without strong intellectual stimulation. So much so, that your genitals are less important for me than your brain function. It’s not like ‘I’m into smart men.’ It’s I’d rather fuck Elizabeth Warren than Forrest Gump. And, the next person who tells me that those are fictional characters gets punched in the dick. I’m not bisexual. I’m not into women; not about the vag at all, but what I AM into is grey matter. It’s okay with me if you don’t believe in it (Jesse Whitehead). Some people don’t believe that homosexuality is a thing. Some people still believe in love, hell, some people still believe in GOD.
I want to believe in God, but I also want to believe that it’s okay to scoop Nutella out of the big jar with my hand, and eat it like a honey bear.
I want to believe in God, but I don’t want to have to care that much about what other people are doing. It seems exhausting.
I want to believe in Jesus, but… what if they’re wrong, and I could have been coveting my neighbor’s wife and oxen this whole time? It’s too dangerous.
I want to believe in God, but I’m not a big, white, guy. And, so I feel like if god existed and wanted me to believe in him, he could have started there… I think we can all agree that’s the character to play in this LARP. That’s the avatar to have…
I was raised really strictly Christian, and there are a lot of really adult themes in the Bible, and you’re kinda’ just surrounded by these ideas. One that always fucked with me, personally, was the idea of Original Sin. I figured that if we had it, all mammals had it, and somewhere out there was a little cat Jesus on a little cat cross for their little cat sins. I thought this for a while, too. But, if this isn’t the truth - if there is no Cat Jesus (Gato deJesus), how do they get clean? Because my cat has done some things to my carpet that he needs to atone for. He’s dirty, and his soul is dirty, too.
I'm Jane Malone.