The Pieces We Give Away

The price of casual sex.

Chapter 1: What If Sex Had Receipts?

Would you still give yourself away if you saw the cost?

What if every time we had sex, a piece of us visibly left our body?

Not metaphorically. I mean literally.
What if, when it was over, you reached for your shoes and noticed something missing, like your laughter, your confidence, your mental peace?

And in its place, something foreign entered:
A shadow of sadness that was not yours.
An addiction you did not have before.
A restlessness you cannot name.

Would we still call it casual?

Sex is the most expensive trade we will ever make in our lives,and yet we often treat it with less seriousness than buying a banana on the street.

Chapter 2: The Silent Exchange

When we give more than we know, and receive more than we bargained for.

We treat sex like it is just a physical act. A transaction of bodies, a mutual relief, a night well spent or regretted.
But what if it has never been just that?

What if sex is a trade?

A spiritual exchange where more than fluids are shared.
Where soul touches soul. Where pain and power and history all merge.
Where spirits handshake in silence while the flesh pretends it is alone.

It is like downloading someone else’s entire hard drive,
their fears, their past, their patterns, without a firewall.
And you wonder why your mind starts glitching.

Sometimes we are not broken. We are just carrying pieces of someone else’s brokenness.

Chapter 3: If Sex Looked Like a Bag

Would you still say yes if you had to carry what came with them?

What if sex had visible consequences?
What if you walked away with a bag full of everything they were fighting? Their insecurities, their traumas, their demons?

Would you still say yes so quickly?

We do not swap toothbrushes.
We do not drink from strangers’ cups.
But we will swap bodies like business cards.
Never once asking what comes attached to the name.

Imagine walking away from someone’s bed with a suitcase you did not pack, but it drips. Drips with rejection, rage, abandonment. And the stain starts showing on your dreams, your decisions, your silence.

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Chapter 4: It is Not Just About Protection

Because the real danger is invisible.

We think protection is physical, but the real exposure is spiritual.
You can wear a condom and still walk away infected with someone’s inner world.

You can lock every physical door and still let energies walk through the windows of your soul.
Protection is not rubber. It is discernment.

This is not about shame.
This is not about fear.
This is about awareness.

It is about honoring the sacred weight of what we are doing when we give someone access to us.Not just access to our body, but access to our essence.

Chapter 5: Soul Receipts & Fingerprints

What would yours show? Who would you find?

If souls had receipts, what would yours say?
If you could see the fingerprints on your spirit, who would you find there?

It is not just body count. It is spirit count.
Whose fingerprints are still on your joy? Whose shadow is still in your peace?

Sex is not just about release.
It is about the union.
It is about the attachment.
It is about the transference.

And if we saw that, really saw that, I think we would stop calling it “casual.”

Chapter 6: Final Thought, Do not Trade Sacred Things for Moments

Your body is not cheap. Your soul is not a product.

Do not treat your soul like it is on sale.
Do not trade your peace for temporary pleasure.
And do not believe the lie that says sex is meaningless, when it is one of the most powerful things we ever do.

If your body is a temple, then sex is sacred ground.
And sacred things lose their power when we stop treating them as holy.