Betrayal guilty as charged

Betrayal (guilty as charged)... within mine marriage, and all the ramifications that happen therefrom courtesy the social media platform of Facebook Messenger, wherein those subscribing to an orthodox dogma may consider said website infernal (even more despicable then once upon a time Old Rotten Gotham sliding down into the behavioral sink), where sirens wail their plaintive call seductively luring and captivating (courtesy their cam girl schtick) yours truly just another netizen, (albeit a married Caucasian fellow) merely seeking platonic relationship, but nevertheless drawn into placid tranquil Elysian fields compliments of ambrosian aphrodisiac. Impossible mission to consummate illicit liaison with female(s) young enough to be my daughter unless I rent asunder vouchsafed bonds, when troth got pledged, (nearly spanning my half-life ago) inconsolably bawling for the first year of mein kampf after exiting the birth canal as a scrawny newborn sixty six years ago January thirteenth two thousand and twenty five. Shame on me flaunting availability, carnality, faux fidelity, juvenility, obtainability, and unmorality linkedin to unmet socialization when a pubescent lad essentially stunting healthy development of body, mind and spirit, while writhing with psychological agony thwarting puberty every inch of the way (because I wanted to remain a little boy), hence no surprise self deprivation of vital healthy biological development witnessed devastating lifelong sabotage undermining natural manifestation of body, mind and spirit of life from boyhood to manhood recklessly endangering himself, though he committed no crime per-se starving himself to death upended predestined kindled flux about a dozen years prior, when spermatozoa gamete chanced to witness fertilization nowadays primarily courtesy breakthru technological wizardry utilizing high-resolution microscopes with specialized cameras used, often in conjunction with micromanipulation tools, for procedures like ICSI (intracytoplasmic morphology sperm injection) and IMSI (Intracytoplasmic Morphologically Selected Sperm Injection), which reproductive medicine giving hope to those experiencing challenges conceiving offspring. Unintentional quirk of circumstances found me texting and sexting young women compliments Facebook Messenger after acknowledging receipt of friend requests unbeknownst such nonchalant click of the mouse would usher temptation of the verboten flesh (off limits after yours truly promised to uphold sacred vows not quite thirty years ago), I claim the lame excuse to compensate for forsaken opportunities. Analogous to someone starved for one of Abraham Maslow's physiological needs late childhood/early tween age hood of mein kampf peppered with absent necessary emotional, physical, mental and spiritual growth, which deprivation partially explains the reason (without any rhyme or feathers) why the writer of these words experiences giddiness when veritable unknown females (who congregate in cyberspace) unwittingly boost my ego paying me compliments on my non-photogenic likenesses or various and sundry autodidactic, cryptic, dogmatic, fantastic, grammatic, poetic nuggets of wisdom from an altitudinarian, doctrinarian, platitudinarian sexagenarian, and solitudinarian.