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Jane Eyre Pt lll. Utopia. Only The Brave. Female Creation and Male Play. The Female and Male Wisdom Society. Amera Ziganii Rao
Women (and The Female Psyche) commune with Spirit. Men (and The Male Psyche) commune with women (and The Female Psyche). That is the fundamental difference. That has to be respected and valued and not violated. I can see what happened now. Men (and the Male Psyche) – ie the ugly prince charmings and the ugly stepsisters and stepmothers, of both Mars and Venus - thought they could cage Spirit in the name of marriage and family and the group. They thought they could own Spirit. The unofficial helper in a wife or daughter or sister or friend and the like (female or male), is actually the live in communer with no credit or recognition and indeed, rampant abuse. A fair and doomed attempt to cage Spirit, not woman (and The Female Psyche). Spirit cannot be caged or called on at will or work for us. We work for Spirit. We surrender to Spirit. Women (and The Female Psyche) like me have learnt that as we commune with Spirit. We struggle with that too. Which is what a man (and The Male Psyche) struggles with, with a woman (and The Female Psyche). It is the way. It is the path. To wisdom. Women (and The Female Psyche) commune with Spirit. We have the gift and do the work. Men (and The Male Psyche) commune with women (and The Female Psyche). The love is there. The approach has to be right. Spirit only answers to the worthy. And that does not in any way, mean following ridiculous and inhumane rules that religion and polite society have created. Again, a fair and stupid attempt to interpret Spirit through ego. Spirit knows the pursuit of power when it sees it. And so do we. It is the way. It is the path. Wisdom. Soul. True love or nothing at all.
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They caged our power, and called it sexless marriage, tried to steal our spiritual gifts and at the same time, blamed us for The Fall of Man in the so called Garden of Eden because of the same gifts. Our skill of communing that they have never ever understood or been able to do. They called what they did, religion, and meted out the holocaust on women for 8000 years. The communers. The angels of Spirit on Earth. They violated us without shame or remorse and created a monopoly on what they call God and blamed the true communers with Spirit for everything bad and evil that this same God was supposed to be responsible for. Not only power craving but just stupid. One small group of men who still rule the world through Hocus Pocus and playing on the vanity of a people who know they will always feel Spirit after us. The story of modern man in a nutshell.
That’s why it was so easy to sell the corrupt dream. Vanity, envy and hatred. Love us or leave us. But don’t waste our time anymore. We don’t need that kind of love. We are the ones who have Spirit and we are the ones who have the sex. And we are the ones who have creativity and prolific channelling running through our veins. The will and need to create is as strong outside the womb as in the womb. That is what they envied. We are creation itself. The Female Psyche. Available to all but strongest in women. Obviously. Love us and we will love you like you have never even felt love before. Hate us and we will still love you. Destroy us and we will still love you. We just won’t be with you. The state of modern marriage in a nutshell.
There will be no more violation. We are returning to the true society. With or without you. Spirit has been violated enough. God as you call him, needs us. And we will always listen. We always have. We are woman.
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Even Merlin is a man. Where are all the female mystics and saviours of this world? Where are the female icons of all the recorded philosophies of Spirit? Exactly. HIStory. Bullshit.
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Female Creation and Male Play. The Female and Male Wisdom Society. Amera Ziganii Rao
If the adage is true, that women fear abandonment and men fear responsibility, I cannot think of any more accurate anthropological, sociological and political and psychological and emotional truth than that.
A woman fears abandonment for being more. Of course she does. A woman is Cleopatra. A Cinderella Warrior. A woman, not a woman of the male psyche. A woman. Even though, of course, that is debatable too. It is not as if I was not addicted to the male power method in my time either. I became a man before I became a woman. I was 8 years old when I realised that to be a girl was the most dangerous existence on Earth. That I was bottom of the pile and that to get anywhere, I would have to become male. Fortunately, that is long gone and another very relevant story for any woman of my archetype and one I will certainly be expanding on in my work. That’s to come. For now, let’s just say that I am talking about women of great sensitivity and kindness and women of huge creativity and access to Spirit and an innate wisdom. However long it takes to become all those things consciously is another matter. Many don’t, for sure. Many men of my archetype don’t either. But those are our ingredients as characteristics as an archetype. We are the ones who fear abandonment the most. For being our true selves.
Women of the female psyche and women of the male psyche. The two types. The female psyche, if you like, fears abandonment for being more, for one simple reason. We are more. And lo and behold, we are punished and hated and ostracised and abandoned just for that. So, fear of abandonment is pretty real, wouldn’t you say? Exactly. The meek shall inherit the Earth. Exactly. Yes, women like me fear abandonment the most and yes, women like me are continuously abandoned for all the reasons we fear. That is not alchemy, attracting what you feel. That is reality. And like Jane Eyre, once the final abandonment occurs and the recognition of the why and how and what for, there is never any fear of abandonment ever again. Because there was no true love and it was all an illusion. And we finally face the truth that untrue love, however sincere, is not enough. It is true love or nothing.
Sociologically and anthropologically examining the events of that abandonment means also, that there is great hope. It wasn’t alchemy. It was politics. And obviously, gender wise, it is all to do with the false world of male religion and the so called Garden of Eden and all the other hocus pocus to prop up a corrupt regime across the world that created that reality of abandonment in the first place, whether it is a man or a woman meting out that punishment. Male values swamp us every second of every day. They are promoted as fact and we believe it because conformity and laziness are our two greatest faults as a people. And because the first and last frontier of control is the psychological war on subliminal messages of hate/ego that we are forced to fight every day if we want to be free. The ‘beauty’ is that they are not even real male values and that is truly where the hope lies. Male addiction to those values is another matter as is male vanity but the fact is they are not even true male values. It’s all made up. By some small group of egotistical power craving soulless idiots. Rather like Hitler and his group of most dedicated Nazis. Break it down to those levels and the propaganda is over. Just like that. The doom and gloom threats of a conditional ‘God’ are over and we can start again and find out what true male values are and what the fuck is really going on and what should be going on and what could be going on. Utopia is real. LOVE is real.
The myth of male supremacy, the myth of male religion hocus pocus male supremacy and all that goes with it and all the men and women who support that corruption in the world abandon women/ people like me for being less. For THEM being less. For being less and for doing less and for thinking less and for creating less. A woman like me, of the female psyche – even though I desperately tried for so long to be the male psyche and almost died for it – spends half her life (if she’s lucky, otherwise, her whole life), terrified of showing herself out of this fear of abandonment, so she hides herself away, holds herself back and makes herself sick and tortured and terrified, just so she can be ‘loved’. Not knowing that she is a carrier of Divine wisdom and relentless original creativity and awesome sexuality for a very good reason. She is woman. High Priestess. Sacred Whore. Cleopatra. Shaman. Sorcerer. Magician. Artist. True Creative. Entertainer. Visionary. High Priestess. Not a Tribe Chattel to be silenced, suffocated and corseted (unless in sex) into a ‘ladylike’ so called purity of pseudo virtue. She is virtue itself. She doesn’t realise any of this, or worse, and I am sure others can relate, she does know. And she hides herself and tries to deny herself just so she can maintain the illusion that she is ‘loved’. A nightmare of unmitigated pain that drives her mad and makes her sick and almost kills her. The Tribe wife, sister, mother, friend, employee defined. A fucking nightmare. Yes, I would say a woman’s biggest fear is abandonment. I would go further of course and say that a woman’s biggest REALITY is abandonment.
Which brings us to the other. The fear of responsibility. And true male or male psyche values. A man who has found his truth knows why he fears responsibility. Because he never wanted it in the first place. That’s why. Simple as. Despite all the accolades and praise and pomposity and ‘Beloved Son’ nonsense, he never wanted the burden of carrying the whole stupid Tribe on his shoulders, in the first place. He wants to play. He wants to roam around, come back to the heart and home and co-create it when he wants to or when she wants to, when they want to and then he wants to roam and play again. That is a true man. All cultures show that. Women moan and moan about men not being there for them. That’s why. In religious society, men get all the glory and yet do not want any of the responsibility. Again, it is all to get the illusion of love. They are loved only if they work like donkeys and carry a family on their back and don’t have sex and kill their creativity and passion. That is how a man gets ‘love’ from the Tribe and more often than not, from a woman. The invincible man. Been there, done that myself. It’s all bullshit. It’s the vanity that we are trying to get rid of now and the fear of losing that ‘love’.
A true man, his true values are that he wants her to be independent and he wants to be independent and he wants to just live. She, his perfect woman, in truth, is more. She is the one who is always working, always communing, always busy with some creative work or other, always creating, always exploring, always talking, always deep, always building, always thinking and always creating. Did I say creating? His true woman is always creating. Always busy and always happy creating. And always happy to see him. Always happy with her work, which is endless and copious, always doing a hundred things at the same time and always creating. It makes her happy and it makes her sexual energy draw him like a magnet from 10 thousand miles away. And he comes to her, lies with her, learns from her, communes with her, communes with HER, and lives and loves and creates and builds as a result of that communing with HER. She takes him deep and she loves giving and she loves sharing what she’s learned on her travels to Spirit. That is a true man and his true desires. He wants to play and he wants to be free and he wants her to be more. Just like his sister was. Always busy, always creating and always entertaining as a result of it. Always inspiring and always a force of nature he was fascinated by. That is true man and true woman. She is more. She is bigger, better, faster and just more. And yet, she always has time to give him love. How she does it he doesn’t know. But he loves it. And he misses it. He’s got swamped by the vanity of expectation from Daddy and all the other men. He has forgotten himself, he has killed his sexuality, he has forced himself into being a man of power and money and reputation and he feels nothing. He’s already dead. When all he wants is to be a boy again and roam free. And love.
His true woman. The more she does, the more she creates, the more she wants him. She is maddeningly self sufficient, maddeningly professional in everything she does and maddeningly creative with a depth he can’t even begin to fathom. And he adores her for it. His true woman. The woman he was drawn to with the speed of bees to honey. Yes, a man fears responsibility. He never wanted it.
Female creation and male play. The future. The truth and the Female and Male Wisdom Society. Female Divinity and Male Humanity. Mark Anthony and Cleopatra. But there’s all the bullshit of the Tribe in between them first. His Tribe. Not hers. Never hers. There’s too much congratulations and expectation and reward for him to leave it easily. But he doesn’t even want it. His fear of abandonment is the Tribe, much more than by her. His fear of ridicule, his fear of inadequacy, his total immersion in the myth of male supremacy. His albatross. His true burden.
The other lie of religion. That men are paid so well to carry out. The burden of working like a donkey til the day they die. His true woman is the one with the big studio at home. She is the one who has the prolific professional output. And he gets to play for the first time since he was a boy. He gets, at last to live. To breathe. Is vanity that important, to make you adhere to rules you never even wanted? Reputation is a huge evil to overcome. Vanity is even bigger. The kudos, the accolades, the congratulations, the fiscal remuneration. But what if you have already got all that? Is that all you want? That is when there is hope for a man. When he has already done the Tribe thing. And done it well. Rochester does not find it easy to give up though for one second. Other men do find it much easier. Pretty Woman of course. Ridley Scott’s A Good Year. The ending is so visually correct. There is this former City slicker arsehole, sitting relaxed at his vineyard home in France, with his love organising the table for lunch and his new found cousin, who he completely thought was a fraud in his arsehole days, running the vineyard for him. He is so relaxed and living in a matriarchy basically, with loving women. And he is happy and relaxed. And not an arsehole.
Which means that the true genius of male is nothing you have been taught. The true genius of male and indeed the male psyche, is to have the strength and courage to stand up and say, thanks but no thanks. I want to live. I don’t want to be a donkey anymore and I don’t believe what religion tells me anymore. God did not put me on this Earth to be miserable and to take responsibility in a way I never wanted to. And in a way that makes me hate the woman I love. The people that I love and the values that I love. The way of life that I dream of, my first dream, my real dream.
And most important of all, I want to love. Someone truly needs me. Needs me for me, my heart, my mind, my arms and my sexuality. Someone truly wants me and not for what I can do for them. Someone I know, melts into my arms, even though she is ferociously strong and capable and self sufficient. One look at her from me and she’s mine. Mind, body and soul. Someone truly wants ME. And someone truly wants me to be free.
Yes, men fear responsibility. They never wanted it in the first place. And that may just be the key to our future. Our success as a people and the return to the Female and Male Wisdom Society. Female Divinity and Male humanity. Women create. Men play. Women commune with Spirit. Men commune with women. The true partnership. Heaven on Earth. And women can finally stop being abandoned. And shine forth as more. Mark Anthony and Cleopatra. The return.
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I do not want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader. I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me, always over me. His will, his pleasure, his desire...his sexuality, the touchstone, the command, my pivot...working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated...I am going to be pursued, fucked, possessed by the will of a male at his time, his bidding.
Anais Nin
The recognition comes, alongside the disciplines and teachings for freedom, that the mastery of any relationship between two people, that includes sex, is true mastery. Fetishism - to take that mysterious name for a start - is the healing and transformation of fascism, trophism and ownership, and the Divine healing at that. The merging of Heaven and Earth into true, master and sub, super sex. And that is an important context for any woman and any man. The question of what type of relationship it is and what type of sexual relationship it is. Which in literature terms from the readings on the Sacred Whore and the Sacred Prostitute are just that. Sophia. The final woman. Hekate returned to Eden at last. Fetish is Hekate and Adam if you like. Fetish is master and sub. Fetish is the kind of sex that 99 percent of the world can only fantasise about and then wash their mouth out with soap. Fetish is Divine sex. The more extreme the fascism and clash of Mars and Venus if you like, the better the results, the more extreme and the more satisfying after the long climb to ascension and purifying the heart.
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Amera Ziganii Rao. Philosophical Writer, Communicator and Empowerer. Essayist. Dramatist. Prose Writer. Artist Photographer. Actor. Film and TV Creative. Entrepreneur. Esoteric Mystic and Scholar. Shaman. Clair Cognisant. Metaphysicist. Consciousness Explorer. Self Actualiser. Alchemist. Sage. Sacred Whore. Sexualist. High Priestess. Titan. Gladiator. Freedom Fighter. Feminist. Egalitarian. Spiritual Truth Seeker. Defender of The Meek and The Unrecognised. Warrior. Samurai. Outlaw. My Business is Human Rights, The Right to a Sexual Society, Self Actualisation and Freedom. My Business is To Overthrow Fascism, in the Home and in the Country. My business is also mastering destiny. Overthrowing the ultimate fascism. The Universe. Fate. Submitting to the journey to liberate and evolve oneself, through following one's heart, however much heartbreak and devastation it leads to on the long long long journey to freedom and then the longer journey to happiness. 'Long Road to Freedom', as Nelson Mandela says. My business is always taking risks, never giving up and making the endless sacrifices it takes to become whole. Enlightenment, Nirvana and then Parinirvana and beyond. My business is pain.
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