Moving Forward

The paranoia of the male gender has been a rock around the neck of humanity, while the worst of the male gender portrays it as its life-saver while raining down destruction on the world.  And, yes, some women are complicit with raining down that destruction.  That does not change the fact that it is men's paranoia that started it all.

As the human race began to gain the heightened awareness of a sentient state, the male gender had to confront the fact that it wasn't very good at coitus (or sex, if the word confuses you).  Each individual male had no idea how good any other male was at coitus because they did not want to reveal their own ineptness.  It confounded the whole of the human race but, particularly, skewed the male gender from anything resembling a Human.

The male gender increasingly began to display a paranoid approach to life.  The individuals have always fought to cover up their ineptness at sex.  The strange results of this fiasco are still with us today.  It starts with the strange false camaraderie of the male gender.  Each man attempting to prove to all and sundry that they are really a man.  This desire to prove themselves has produced so many bizarre aberrations in the male gender that they are nearly countless.

The pose they adopted drove the male gender crazy.  Can you extrapolate from there or do I need to hold your hand?  Sorry.  I am still a bit sensitive about the fact that no one could make the slightest leap to help me thrash through all of the paradigms of nonsense we have adopted to scuttle this very insight.

Do I need to describe the internal battle that has gone on within the individual male that the male gender has never acknowledged and completely bewildered the female gender?  

Can you begin to recognize all of the destructive antics of the stunted, paranoid male?  Can you separate them from the gallant efforts of many men to act like they are wholly human?  

Honestly?  It may take you awhile to penetrate the stupour that it caused.

If you can't put the pieces together yourself with ease, I will need a little encouragement to wallow further in the mess this has made of Human life.

Can you begin to imagine the battle I have had to wage in my own male mind for the last fifteen years to get to the point where I can articulate this?  I can now clearly identify the source of the struggle.  The male gender has been taught for millennia to consider it betrayal to utter a word regarding this unnecessary failure of its gender.

I hope you can see the flaw it has caused in our existence.  It is more than dangerous.  It is a mortal wound to our sentience.  

We are quickly arriving at the point where that mortal wound is beginning to tear itself open.

I know just where this will need to go on ASP.  Maybe now you can get why there is a gaping hole in The Great Conversation.

  

      Men have sought surcease.  They should have been seeking success. 

No getting around it.  Men should have been asking themselves and each other this question all along.  "Why can't I last as long as it takes?"  The answer is, "you can."  If men had asked each other this question, they would have realized a long time ago that they can succeed.

Instead, we have created a tempest in a tea cup that has gone on for three millennia to distract rather than face that which is clearly an unnecessary failing.  We are sentient.

It's always been treated as the greatest secret that everybody knows.  It is something that everyone has only kept from themselves.   We have turned our existence upside down attempting to avoid the beautiful and inevitable conclusion.  Men can love.  We are not Human until it is so.

So, read on.  Or, not.  Keep the secret that is no secret to yourself, just like our dim-witted ancestors have done for the last three millennia.  Let the awful, insidious, unnecessary paranoia of the male gender continue to disrupt our loving nature.   Or, learn to love.