The pull of flesh.

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Still strong despite all else.  I keep the dreams generic, for it is not wise to dream specifically.  Prayers aren't optional when the attack happens within dreams, as this one.  I can only guess that others who have vowed celibacy must know these things.  More so, they must know why when all else fails, that keeping them generic is the only way to avoid worse things.  I could not take such an oath without hope of reprieve, but I learn much from it.  Whether the hope is ever fulfilled is another thing, that it exists in theory is enough.

I never dream of Jeanie, actually.  Always the woman next door types.  What bothers me most is when the parameters are set, it is a woman I have never seen before, and... I run into her in town.  More, some of them seem to know.  Never mind.  Oh, an example?  Hmm...  It's been long enough and I doubt she reads here, so...  I met her... that next morning or such.  It almost seems like she even knew.

I don't know.  Even as I work greatly to keep things clean, and right, and really I succeed, God still insists I not forget.  His first commandment isn't in the list.  It is simply to go forth, be fruitful and multiply, give or take.  This is why so many believe that those who are ill, poor, both, or otherwise of lessor means and stature, are not good or blessed.  It's a false connection.  Often, those who are extremely successful are the ones who have gone the furthest astray.  Though there are those who choose a dark fate of disease and poverty, they are rather rare.  More common these days, as qualification for socialist programs are so much weaker than sustenance through charity, where a person was expected to be responsible with all they had, not just another debutante type in a land of luxury.  Essentially, it is thought, since Robyn Hood stole the money, then gave it out, it's not a personal issue in receiving it.

Anyway, God seems to not let me escape at least the notion.  Though, at one time, it was considered that any adult who slept alone was subject to attacks by Lilith.  Not just Jews believed that.  Succubus is another of her titles... or the name of a sisterhood which started with her.

Oh, sure... sometimes an imagining is older in real life, when I meet her.  Though the age of a woman or creature is no more an issue than locks on doors and windows are to a succubus.  Add one of their kind with one of my kind, and you can get what you got here last night, a devil of a date.  The 14th is approaching.  Perhaps she is weakening me for a longer event, or will be otherwise occupied on that date.  Wouldn't want to forget me, now, would she?  Though, perhaps too, I am her incubus.  I have heard I have entered women's dreams too.  Though I'm pretty sure I'm not an incubus, mostly.  But that's what they all say too.

Stories, kiddies.  Nothing but stories, and dreams.  Probably.  Now, go be nice, find someone to marry, and... get busy.

On the sweet side?  I'm not alone.