Short takes

Short takes

Firstly.  How can a man show any vulnerability when he is hiding the secret that is no secret?  He becomes delusionally aggressive in order to protect the secret that is no secret.  That means showing no vulnerability.  Maybe most exactly, men lose their ability to be vulnerable by lying to themselves.  It is just like so many differences between the genders.  They have all been misconstrued so that we can comfortably hide from the 'secret'  that destroys the essence that will make us truly sentient and able to cope with sentient reality.  The rest of these short takes I've thought through a little better.  You should treat them all carefully, though, as I haven't spent a lot of time on them.

Second. Women see everything through a lens in which love is just obvious and takes no effort on their part because they never disappoint men, when it comes to fulfilling the coital obligation of satisfying their mate.  The male gender has not been so lucky.  Men almost invariably disappoint.  It drives them mad, of course.  Women cannot grasp why men have such difficulty with it all.  Surprisingly, from the woman's point of view, it is not so much the lack of success in pleasing them physically, but the distraught emotional state it causes in the man and the minimal remnants of a loving nature and consciousness that they retain.  Then, again, maybe women really do know what is going on.  

Maybe they just don't understand that it can't be taught in words.  That is why the female gender has tried to teach love to men for millennia (as if they were Pavlov's Dog; think guilt trips; to me, at least, the guilt trips are another indication that what I say is true; why else would guilt trips work so well on men?).  The men cannot even grasp the full ramifications of love, in its fullest panoply, as they continue to fail at expressing their love in the most natural physical manner.  It becomes inconceivable.  

I have to stress that we are human, we are sentient.  That changed everything.  We are no longer witless animals that are at the mercy of their instincts.  Women see everything through a lens in which love is just obvious and takes no effort on their part. That is why the female gender has tried to teach men to love for millennia.  It is inconceivable to the woman that love cannot be comprehended.  Love is not fulfilled with words as sad as that might seem.  It goes far deeper than that.  Love is about education of the heart, not the mind.  Or, maybe it's actually dis-education of the heart.  That portrays better what happens to men.  That is the biggest stumbling block that I fear will make this effort take another whole lifetime for humanity to just gain a foothold or, as Malcom Gladwell would say, reach the tipping point.

The defining differences between the two genders that causes one to lose its loving nature and the other to retain it is not men's drive for sexual release or women bearing children.  It is the fulfillment of the loving obligation of sharing.  Women share their ultimate expression of love, even though many never receive the same in any form.  The opposite is, of course, true for men and will remain so as long as Loving Coitus never becomes the common.

Women give.  Men take.  It all starts in bed.  Both genders suffer until that changes.

Next.  Our prehuman lives are topsy-turvy.  I'll leave it at that.  I write a bit more about it in some of the earlier books.  I'll leave that as an exercise for the reader.  It is all around you.  All you need to do is look.

Next.  The first act of conscious evolution has to be that all men become aware that they create love by sharing the ecstasy.  We will not be released from the stupour, deceits, and delusions until that is true.

Next.  This is no promise of utopia, just an end to dystopia.

Next.  Love doesn't happen because someone has been grinding away in your ear all day that 'all you need is love'.  It becomes part of our identity as a race through the realization that the physical act of sharing ecstasy is essential to an intimate relationship.  Without an intimate relationship that works at a new, sentient level, we remain an animal.

Next.  Ecstasy is not a curse.  It is not evil.  The selfishness in not sharing the ecstasy is the curse.  Sex is not a curse though it remains cursed until Loving Coitus is accepted.  Its current state is not evil.  It's just stupid.  Knowledge is not a curse.  It is a blessing far beyond the bounds of the stupour of the animal.  Ecstasy is a blessing that must become shared in any intimate relationship.

Next.  It is almost as if the animal senses the change coming and is totally freaking out.  It has always been that way.  We have fought it step by step.  The animals' reaction seems to be to seek the End of Days rather than accept a sentient reality.  Again, I'm not sure there is more to say here.  If I got started it would probably take pages to unravel and enrage me, once again.

Next.  Only by retaining our self-respect by succeeding at what an animal cannot, Loving Coitus, do we express our Humanity and begin to learn to express ourselves as Humans rather than an overcharged animal.

Next.  Humanity seeks clarity in all things.  Prehumanity is all bound up in delusions to hide from the most important truth of Love and its ultimate source.  In almost every way, our existence is fiction (see topsy-turvy).  Do you see the conflict?  A race that is sentient that seeks clarity in all things is hiding a glaring secret that, in fact, is no secret.  It is right in their faces most every day of their lives.  Topsy-turvy.

Next.  Men are so convinced that they have tried everything regarding success at coitus that they quit looking a long time ago, like three millennia ago.  Men expect to fail at loving coitus.  Worse than that, they are fighting, as a gender, against discussing the topic.  So, of course, they cannot realize the the days of hiding from their failure should have ended long ago when we gained enough knowledge to succeed.  Once the male gender expects success, everything changes.  Everything.  

Next.  The male animal betrays women, its race, and its Humanity.  The man will not.

Next.  The surface issues that everyone spends their time arguing over are just a distraction from the secret from which everyone is hiding.  They are superficial and superfluous.  They will never change a thing.  They are an animal's game of distraction.  As long as we hide from what is really wrong, the awful issues (dystopian artifacts) that we face and spend all of our time arguing over will never go away.  They will just continue to get worse.

Next.  The news is just like fairy tales of old or gossip.  They are meant to scare you into being good or give you something to do while prehumanity continues to waste away.  They usually just cause great anxiety.  Social 'media' just amplifies the mania.  Faux News is another matter entirely.  It is meant to convince you to express the monstrous animal side of the prehuman and exclude the Human from consideration.  They have been doing a very good job at it and getting better all the time at debasing the human race as psyche-ops become a refined art.

Next.  Some argue about nature and nurture.  Both have their affect.  Within a species, though, the differences due to nature are minor.  It is almost exclusively about circumstances and nurture or lack thereof.  The madness that we endure caused by the absence of Loving Coitus, of course, is the most significant circumstance for us all.  Call it self-nurture of a sentient race that is required.

Next.  For the longest time I have been saying it will be a change of Tone.  That is what the poem is about.  I can finally express it more definitively.  

We will go on doing exactly what we have always done but the angst, hate, and misunderstanding between the two genders will be gone and 90% of our brains that have been absent due to contending with the nonsense can be brought to bear on any real issues that remain after we rid our existence of madness and dystopia.

The changes will be vast, over the long run, maybe one hundred years, but it will begin as only a change of tone.  I am unsure when we actually will begin the journey that will take approximately one hundred years.

I am just beginning to believe that everyone that visits this site regularly is looking at it as if it were just a way to pass the time, like TickTock or BlueSky (or they are bots), so why should I bother any more?  This isn't about pretty pictures, cute jokes or quips.  It is not about awaiting the end as if it were the roaring twenties.  The ones that visit this site and never come back seem to be so deeply in the stupour that they probably attempt to purge their minds of what was said.  Good luck with that.  As far as I can tell, it is going to take another thousand years for Humanity to wake up and grow up.  I'm not sure we have the time.  

I am very annoyed.

I am just exasperated.  My frustration is beginning to overflow.  I would love to explore all of this further but what would be the point in sharing it with herd animals that, for all intents and purposes might as well be stuffed animals?  It's not only my job to think.

This has been very therapeutic.  There is one on here that keeps guiding my hand.  It may be completely inadvertent or not.  I have no way of knowing.  But, thank you.  You have been a blessing and, more than that, you give me the sense that maybe we can become human within the next hundred years though my heart is beginning to question that and my enthusiasm is beginning to wane.