They say men don’t think clearly when aroused, thoughts and judgement clouded by massive doses of sexual hormones. There is a theory that says, for maximal brain functioning, it takes proper supply of blood to the brain.
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The brain is the centre for thought processes, proper reasoning, memory, feelings and activities. There is a part of the brain that regulates activity, it processes consequences of both action and inactions. These are amongst the many functions of the brain.
If the brain is temporary shut down for the sake of sexual gratification, the man reverts to animal instinct. The animal instinct is predominantly feeding; hunting or grazing and mating. When an animal feels the need to mate, he loses control, giving way to his instinct to copulate; all his small brain can tell is to satisfy these needs.
When a man is aroused, blood drains from the brain and goes to the genital, consequently leading to a temporary inhibition of proper brain functioning. At this point, he doesn’t consider the consequence of his actions, regardless of how grave they may be.
I call it “conji”; a state of heightened sexual arousal. He could do anything, or rather promise anything; even things he doesn’t have or too poor to afford. A broke man, without a penny to his name can promise to buy a private jet. All in the bid to get his genitals wet with vaginal juice. Funny! isn’t it?
We were designed to be sexual beings. Feeling the need to have sex is natural. It’s a proof of physiological normality. Problem is; a large percentage of humans allow their sexuality control them.
Sexual arousal isn’t a respecter of persons; like we feel the need to pee or poop and can’t just ignore or deny these feelings, so the feeling to relieve your sexual desire can’t be ignored or denied, but can be controlled.
These stories further buttresses the aforementioned point:
Gina (not her real name) met Joshua in Church; not in a regular worship service. She had recently joined the church singing team commonly called “choristers or choir”.
It was on a rehearsal day. She had earlier noticed him because he was a fervent brother; what the church folks would call “highly spiritual”. She wasn’t really sure why, but something told her, this was the kind of people she should be hanging with.
Gina needed God at that period in her life, like never before. She needed someone to pull her close to God; someone who was more spiritual than she was at the time. Joshua seemed right.
When he offered to help her score a song, she was given to lead the next Sunday, she didn’t hesitate. After a couple of rehearsals with her in the church premises, she rendered the song perfectly.
After months of getting close to Joshua, Gina’s spiritual life catapulted. He really did help her build a solid relationship with God.
On a fateful Saturday morning, she came with a couple of other people to clean the church, for the Sunday worship service; which was the next day. After clean up, she decided to stay back a little to rehearse praise songs for the next day.
Fortunately, for her; Joshua walked in. She was happy; she was no longer alone and he could help her with the songs. They were at it for two to three hours, then decided to relax.
They engaged in conversation, as they talked; she observed that Joshua was becoming uneasy. He started shifting in his chair from one butt cheek to the other. She asked him if everything was fine.
Joshua placed his hand on her thighs and started telling her how beautiful she was. She found this behaviour odd, since he hadn’t acted that way with her before. Before she realised what he was up to, he had gently snaked his way through to her inner thighs.
She suddenly stood up asking what he was trying to do. To her utmost surprise; he went down on his knees begging her to allow him sleep with her. She just stood there stunned; not knowing how to react.
When she finally spoke, she said that was an impossibility. Joshua begged her like he was begging for his life, he even went ahead to say that if she wouldn’t fully do it; that she should just allow him put the tip in. He held on to the hem of her skirt firmly, she could see his eyes glimmer with tears. She pitied him.
Joshua held on to her skirt pleading like his life depended on it. She was struggling to keep her skirt in place, since he was pulling on it.
she was so engrossed with her tussle with him, that she didn’t notice some church staff walk into the church building. The rest is history.
