Fidel's Girl ll, a photo by AMERAZIGANIIRAO on Flickr.
True Love. The Evolution of the Female Titan. Amera Ziganii Rao
The analogy is brilliantly accurate. God, the Universe does me no favours. What I want from the Universe and what I use every day is the 'Chi', the energy of the Universe. Same with a man. He does me no favours, none of them. What I want from him every day is his sex. The 'Chi' and the sex. Man and God. Becoming a 'Bette Davis' instead of remaining a fearful child who wants to run. With both of them.
The Mystic/Samurai way of love. True love apparently. Got it. And actually I quite like it, the more I think of it.
Jane Eyre. She ultimately returns to her mad, idiotic, weak spirited, irresponsible, selfish Rochester. As an equal. God and man does a woman no favours. But the Chi and the sex. Yes please. In that is the friendship of something. Call it love, call it what you want. To deny the heart is just useless. And it is to deny one's own greatness. The greatness of woman. The greatness of the Venus archetype. But the greatness of the female psyche in particular. In front of both Divinity and man. The creator, the communer. Snake Woman Eve. The Return to Eden for real.
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