As a kid I’d thought the most beautiful entities visible to the eyes were stars, every night I looked into the skies to view the majesty of jewels of the cosmos, I was always in awe, even to this day my love for gazing into the heavens has not waned, I follow all news regarding meteor showers and conjunctions.
I must have been 5 years of age the first time I saw a girl that made me feel the same way I felt every time I looked at the night sky. Unfortunately I can’t really remember her name or what her face is like. At that moment I thought I’d found a star that I can not only see but also touch. Simultaneously, I felt for the first time the emotion: jealousy. A random kid would later show interest in what I have found first, my star. I was really possessive of this starlet and yet I had no idea of sex or better yet what marriage/relationship was.
Two years from the time her family would move out of state and I remember resenting her father for having gotten a better job offer a state away. Off course I was being childish, she was definitely not a thing to be owned, she was a person like myself; that experience will serve to prepare me for the process of anticipating and controlling the emotion the presence of an attractive woman elicits. Not so long after I learned at the Sunday school how women came to be. The first woman being Eve, the lady taken from Adam and also the one who flirted with the serpent while her husband was working. I am older now and I have also heard of the tale of Lilith the very first Femme fatale
While most will consider the accounts of Genesis to be a fairy tale, I consider it a metaphor and a damn accurate one on the nature of a woman/man alike. The story also sheds light on what a lady most desires and how to co habit with her judiciously. The first woman was formed from Adam’s rib, he gave up a bone (rib) that is necessary for breathing to get a partner fit for him, the . The ribs also are the major bones of the torso, protecting the heart, liver e.t.c. All things being considered the metaphor describes an entity designed to protect what’s man’s most priced possession next to his ego. A father will tell you his kids are his heart without their mother it most difficult for him to take care of them; this is how much important a woman is to a man.
Scientifically speaking it can be argued that the materials for creating the first human clone was derived from Adam’s ribs, in that a woman has the XX chromosomes and lacks the “Y”, suggesting that the human male could be the more ideal specimen for cloning humans.
Women are natures survival experts, they are smarter than men in the matters of survivals, they have to be this way because their beauty/youth is for the sole purpose of securing a a mate. Men always have the need to cling to glory, loyalty and honor, women don’t have this problem as they don’t live to serve their ego but rather their self interest which is convenience. I’m sure women think of men as stupid for coining the phrase, “Death before Dishonor”. A woman does not mind dishonor if that will be the way she gets to kill her enemy or get what she needs.
For all the beauty nature bestows on a woman, she has been given one choice, that is to look for the best men to pair with. Bearing children is not an afterthought for majority of women, it is a matter of survival for them. Men produce in excess compared to women a performance enhancing drug called testosterone: the ambrosia of aggression and intelligence(creativity). A woman’s way of exploiting these magic potion she does not produce much of is to secure down a man before her youth is far spent. Here lies the manipulative power of women, nature’s gift to them, that which can easily open the Pandora’s box.
The first time I saw a naked woman was on the telly, I was eight and she was blonde woman, though it was ephemeral and not real, my world stood still. That there is a power only the God can bestow and it was granted to females, thankfully there is an incidental expiration date with it. The Holy Bible attest to the beauty of women, even celestial being were obsessed with them. From the hips to lips, her eyes and thighs, hairs to her nails everything that appears casuals on male’s body is made to be excessively desirable on a woman. Women are given set of hooters and a pretty vagina for pecs and penis respectively. It is as if when it came to making women the architect of nature chose to lavish accents of unthinkable beauty on them.
As it is standard in nature, nothing goes to waste. There is a purpose to everything, even to the excessive beauty granted women, Even as her beauty is to be coveted in her youth, in her old age all she is got when beauty departs is her family. I have helped a number of elderly women. Despite her aggressively arrogant beauty, like stars she burns out to reveal a fragile and frail body requiring help in her last days. At that time all she may depend on her the kids she bore and hopefully the grandchildren. No more does she possess the charm to command men’s attention except for those of her household.
She initially thrived on youth and beauty, but in her latter years she must thrive on empathy. It is therefore important she does not lose herself in the fleeting attention of youth to have never secured herself a support system. That support system comprises of her husband, children. Essentially the beauty a woman possesses is to be exchanged for a family that will help when she is old. Sadly some women miss this chance and seek to replace that support system with pet(s).
I’ve read that a female fetus is stronger than their male counterparts, and most miscarriages are usually male fetuses. That Y-chromosome is a burden, that reduces male survival rate and as adults testosterone almost always drives us to an early grave. Women use this to their advantage and inadvertently sparing most men of early death. We are inspired to create machines to make it easier for women to take care of our children. There is one thing I however don’t like, is when a woman chooses to waste that beauty on an uncivilized man and then expect the protection of a gentleman. It is not natural, sooner or later even if the gentleman marries you, he will seek out other female pleasure as justification.
A message to men, just as you may admire the stars but you can’t reach out to hold them, likewise you may love and be with a woman while she wants to be with you, but you never own her. By the same token if she wants to you to take care of her, she must adhere to your rules or leave. There are many stars in the sky and no star ever gets in the way of the other.
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