Like any other being, I was born out of the womb of a female. While connected through the umbilical cord, I was fed, healed, protected and allowed to take my time developing. Like any other being, I’m emotionally linked to earth, a fertile planet full of life and lately, humans and its pests. Ants, termites, viruses and parasites in general are blossoming at the empire of man, the end of biodiversity in the current sixth mass extinction, mono-crops favored by men, barbed wire, most construction and development compromises the future of fauna in our planet.
In times of extinction, many sensible beings are opting out of life. Why participate in the procreation of a species that finds amusement in exerting power over their partners? What is really the “red pill”: the old truism that men and women game in the battle of the sexes, or that we are too self-centered in our playboy and soap-opera lives to realize the pressures earth is suffering are also affecting its sentient species, driving the masses into an orgy of fear, senseless intercourse, loveless competition for love, distracted attention seeking.
We have always known that like many other species (including most felines, primates and some birds) males and females relate problematically. Bob Marley wisely pointed out:
If she’s amazing, she won’t be easy. If she’s easy, she won’t be amazing. If she’s worth it, you wont give up. If you give up, you’re not worthy. … Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for.
That is the way it is supposed to be. There is no eternal Yang without Ying moving it forward.
I would have liked my introduction to be a bit more cheerful, this is where I am now, disappointed at men, disgusted at women, ashamed with earth, isolated in a cabin near a surf town in Uruguay, running away from the local cougar-witches and falling in ONEitis for surf-girls half my age. I’m scared at what we have done as a society and at the same time have a body stressed to replicate my species in this fake prosperity. I finally feel am getting rid of my catholic faith and have begin reading about lighter, newer gods, and invoking the rebel angels that fought Yahweh for freedom. The role of earth in the cosmic battle between Yang and Ying is just beginning to show up. My role in this decisive battle has changed recently. I’m old enough to no longer have to be a reservist soldier of Christ. Bill Hicks said something in the lines of: “‘I’m sorry if any of you are catholic. I’m not sorry if you’re offended, I’m actually just sorry by the fact that you’re catholic.”
I’m in my best shape at a time when I have already switched sides. I still believe in the divinity of women, and I realize it might be simply because in this artificial earth, women are one of the few animals I can appreciate. Although as domesticated as men, dogs and chicken, women have a natural connection to earth, to fertility and are in charge of the procreation of the sentient species on earth. Just this last fact should be enough for men to love women.
The problem is that this sentient species isn’t doing its job, it has forgotten its destiny, society is caught in the solipsism of its self-reference, from game to money. What is human destiny? I’m only beginning to understand. I hope I emerge from this isolated cabin with a new mind-frame that would make relating with my human siblings more energizing. In the meantime I’m with Bukowsky when he wrote: “I don’t hate people, I just feel better when they aren’t around.”
My current reads: How to Make Girls Chase, Thus Speak Zarathustra, Lucifer’s Rebellion, Walden.
LuchoLibre 5 years, 1 month ago.
