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Don't Blame the Body... Blame the mind!


The narratives never seem to change.

Infact, now they amuse me!

Use your body to honor God, they say...

Your body is the temple of God, they jerk...

Yen yen yen...

Yet we forget the mind.

The heart of man is desperately wicked.

God said it!!!

On Sunday in churches, these instructions are blared from the pulpit like horns from Lagos traffic.

In the news, we hear the same warnings again.

Cover your body.

Dress decently.

Don't wear short skirts.

It's too revealing.

Don't wear trousers.

The average Nigerian man is obsessed with the female body to the point of fanaticism.

So he makes everything about her body so he keeps having a reason to talk about her body.

A woman is raped...check what she was wearing.

She gets into an argument... Her body is the center of attention.

She goes to an interview... Her body is in question.

She puts on a uniform...her body is checked out.

If she fights her fellow woman... Her clothes are torn to spite her.

I repeat, the average Nigerian man is obsessed with the woman's body!!!

We tell the women to keep their body holy.

Deep down we can't wait to prey on it.

Her body is a precious stone, and precious stones are hidden under the ground, waiting for the right man to dig up...useless narrative

Yet we forget to tell the men to keep their minds clean.

We forget to teach the man to cleanse his mind for the right woman.

Any man that body shames a woman or accuses a woman of seduction because of her dressing, should question the purity and sanctity of his mind.

I read about men blaming women for being sexually abused, hinting their clothes as the problem.

I was unfortunate, I repeat unfortunate to come across an interview on live TV, where some grown ass men sat and debated about how a girl child, irrespective of her age can seduce a grown man with an adult penis and the blame should be on the child and her parents, not the men(beasts) alone.

These men, claimed to be activists and graduates, argued with the poor female presenter about how a child of 5 or 6 can be responsible for seducing a man into abusing her sexually and so parents should be careful about the kind of clothes they buy for their child.

It shouldn't be skimpy they bleated.

The fact that an adult male can use skimpy and a child in the same sentence shows how debased and evil the heart of such a man is.

The mind is the most important vessel God wants, not even the body!!!

If body was so Important to God...He would have one!!!

For chrissakes, Jesus would have come out as a model or body builder but bible scholars have proven that even Jesus as a man was ordinary and plain looking.

If body was so important to God, he wouldn't be a spirit.

While preaching to women to use their body to honor God...

Teach the men to purify their mind to serve God!

Only a dirty mind sees a sex object instead of a special subject!

Only a dirty mind sees nudity instead of gender.

Only a dirty mind sees a naked woman while she is fully or half clothed.

Only an evil debased mind sees lust instead of a child.

A pure mind, no matter how skimpy or naked the child is....sees love in it's truest form.

A pure mind sees laughter, joy and innocence.

Not orgasm.

You don't cum by walking on the street because you saw a half dressed woman if you are sane and in control.

Before you attack the body.

Defend the mind.

A pure mind sees a gender not an agenda.

Don't blame the body.

Blame the mind!


Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
Authorpreneur
www.ofunneceo.blogspot.com

Comments

  1. Very sensible and true.
    The attack on the body is directly proportional to the mindset and inversely proportional to the square of the information gained and discipline cultivated apart.

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