Category: Society

Sensory intake overstim whirls in conjuction with fighting compulsion of giving in to whatever messaging’s whim.

Rather than put more effort into trying to align with others, she realized it might be time for them to reach out to align with her.

Maybe that was the issue: she was hard working and determined.

“Real men” might appreciate this and deem her colleague out of respect.

But “real men” weren’t real men, after all, if they only wanted her as a pet.

“But she’s so ‘sweet and deserving…'”

No.

She hasn’t had to fight for right to evolve.

There is a man there who when he sees me has been contriving to “be at the right place and time” in zones where I am going.

This has been happening more clearly, yet I still go out of my way to avoid and not respond to him.

I don’t like being tracked and maneuvered upon – especially since I have observed his desperate and frustrated loneliness over many months.

I could be flattered by this attention – but am not.

I couldn’t help but notice for some time his interest in other people who then rejected him, and now he has settled upon me.

I have not been his first choice – and at this point, I would not want to be.

Back off, man.

Thanking people for being there in their relative ways; finding a compliment to give a stranger to help clear the waking haze.

Propaganda turns us against each other.

Under patriarchy has equated to condemning validity of our realities.

Moon, feathers, owl, and a woman’s side profile taking in the elements as empowering….

When I saw the layers of black, white, gray, and brown flowing so powerfully and gracefully, I knew I had to have it: it belonged to me.

But in obtaining this mirror imaging of my core essentiality, I knew that to mount it on my wall challenged tenants of patriarchy.

“We need a leader who can equally represent more than just one side.”

The difference between now and then is that I have gained the status of maturity, and I have cultivated knowledge and abilities to self advocate.

Additionally, I have moved away from those toxic situations.

What great advances could we accomplish with thoughtful, inclusively moral innovation?

A man once complimented me that I had nice skin.

But it wasn’t really about me, or my being.

It was about him categorizing.

Because I refuse to pretend and posture, I have written myself out of the dating scene.

Since when has love become a bad word?

Since there have been those who did not want it.

I am angry at the majority of acclaimed males of my species preferring younger females, and I am angry at the younger females thinking that they have a right to propagate male attentions away from more appropriate age ranges of matching maturities.

This fantasy indulgence robs generations of actual bonding within marriages and collaborative cohesion within families.

When I had to become a real woman as life presented harsh difficulties to be overcome, I ended up having to carry most of the burdens.

Later, I was projected upon and discarded because, as a result, I developed my own voice and opinions and grew into a more well-balanced human being,

In effect, because I evolved, I was then seen as flawed, faulty, and no longer desireable to male fantasy.

I have seen this pattern repeated excessively all around the world, externally.

The message being, if a real woman wants love and commitment, she is “out of luck” because she no longer qualifues for matching up with male “pubescent” fantasy in her maturity.

And even if the diminished role of a woman is maintained, males are still unsatisfied, for then the woman is no longer “the prize” once she is acquired, and men get “fat and high” off their overindulged senses of self entitlement.

Having already been granted “the king’s bounty,” they then turn to other pursuits in their gluttony.

Males are still not expected to face their own weaknesses and flaws in relationship building, and therefore, they are still not held accountable for their behaviors and the negative impacts they continue having on our ever-rifting societies due to their skewed partner selection processes and infidelities.

The fact that many men continue to prefer and pursue “unjaded innocence” and “perfection” of beauty in a female is an insult to women who have proven their worth, bear the scars of real world survival, and more deserve the regard of mutual admiration.

To what lengths and levels are within tolerances?

She was raised in a land of ignorance and trees.

They cut down the trees.

I have been supporting others.

It’s time I raise my own status.

I saw a young woman leaving a food bank and could tell that she was of The Faith and likely someone safe for me to help by giving transport.

After she accepted, I drove us briefly to my home where I could give her my favored foldable and smooth-moving garden cart because I had recognized that stalwart determination in her body language to carry a heavy burden that wears and frustrates the soul from toil that I have often mustered up to.

I thought to myself, “Not today, that effort is no longer necessary.”

She was surprised and seemed pleased, and we spoke about her country and perhaps teaching each other our languages.

Then, after I left her, there was a young, bedraggled person walking on the street, looking exhausted, carrying personal belongings, and dragging her sleeping bag while looking confused and despondent.

But I had already given away my cart, and what this youngling needed would be way more complicated.

My heart dropped for lack of feeling the ability to also extend to him/her – a youngling of my own country.

For if I did, it would become a way different level than I can carry or tend to currently.

It doesn’t feel right…what is my role in these workings?

Extending a brief, compartmentalized hand vs. taking on responsibility for another person’s survival.

Still, I went back to check on them, but they were gone.

They might have been heading toward a nearby shelter.