Love is a universal enigma. My own quest to understand it is still a work in progress. This quest has led me deep into the remote hinterland of the internet; far past the blogosphere's delineated "there is no political correctness beyond this point" limit. And I daresay I have attained a rudimentary grasp of the basic skeletal structure of LOVE.
Let us just limit our discussion today to heterosexual love, alright?
The bulk of this post is borrowed from the article "Sexual Frigidity Is Caused by Feminism." (In fact, that article is better than this one!)
By design, men and women experience love differently.
Men exchange love for power. Women exchange power for love. (Women surrender their power in exchange for male love.)
partly explains why the genders do not exactly read from the same
script. Women think men don't think in the correct format and vice
versa. This apparent incongruity is as it should be - by design, for the
(This arrangement serves to establish families)
sexual act practically embodies this power-love transaction. Therefore
it is impossible to have a purely physical fling, because the sex act is
primarily and inescapably a deeply spiritual experience.
read somewhere that perversion is eroticized hatred. The description
fits, in every twisted instance. It is utterly revolting what emerges
when hatred replaces love in the sex equation. The entire framework is
inverted, corrupt to its roots, and its fruits stink. I will explore
this aspect in another post.
Feminism is a threat to
the stability of society, it's got women seeking to consolidate power rather than
surrender it. Men do not want to compete with women! Thus the genders
get lost in the no man's land (PUN) of feminism.
Could you be loved?