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Hey
there sexy ones! Guys, remember when you were a kid and you had an all
boys, no girls allowed fort to recluse to? The opposite sex was
restricted to enter the lair! You don't remember? Come on you chicken
shits, stop fibbin to yourselves. Everyone of us has had a secret
clubhouse; including your sisters. But brothers, that doesn't mean as
an adult, you should actually hang onto it!
Come to the light you men
out there, and emerge yourselves. Spring forth from your emotional
manctuaries; those closed up huts, deep caves and basement storage
pads. The light of woman is bright, but once your eyes adjust, it'll
help illuminate just how stupid it looks to keep all your emotional
stuff stashed in one protected nest like a squirrel hoarding his gull
dang nuts, while your sweetie's heart, mind and emotional possessions
sit out in the open. Honestly, do you really have to stock pile your
shit? I'm here with the pitch fork; and I'm a pokin! Hiding your
emotional and sexual pleasures means surrendering to division and
defeat. Next thing you know, and some of you already have; you'll be
subdividing the whole friggin house along with your needs and desires,
creating testosterooms? Come on; you guys have asked and wanted for a
longggggg long time, for US women to be emotionally strong minded,
independent, self sufficient, reliant and the list goes on. It's your
turn to fess up and match our well built position in order to balance
the earth!
Here's the thing that
happens most. You've slowly retreated over the years, from intimacy to
exile! It happens, often from an understandable impulse to give your
partner some space. But just because you read that verse at your
wedding about putting away childish things doesn't mean you actually
have to put all your crap away, especially how you feel emotionally or
sexually. The whole goal of living with someone should be to figure out
a way to make your lives come together with something approaching
emotional sexuality. As a kid, it was cool to build forts and disappear
in secret hiding places wasn't it? That's because you were living with
your friggin parents for Goddess sake, who wouldn't? You're not
anymore! Bachelor pads (or manctuaries) are where you live when you're a
bachelor. Now that your a MAN, and perhaps living with someone; you
want to escape again and dig your way back towards the dark, with a BIG
ASS spoon when your partner's reaching out. There's no escaping my
lovelies! If you're withdrawing those emotions in a tiny corner of
freedom, I'm here and you didn't ask, but I'm tellin ya anyway; you're
not free at all! You're in need of my healing or get a lawyer and file
for a divorce if you're not happy, not a manctuary!
There's a nice phrase for
clearing the air; it's called intimate couples conversation. So drag
your ass on over and shine up your tongue; because it's been dulled
after being forced to live in this reclusive cave of yours! I'll help
you figure out a way to sprinkle your emotional stuff alongside your
sweetie's stuff. Chances are you've got better gear and she'll just let
her stuff go.
Look, an emotional mature
man doesn’t just stuff his feelings into a rock shelter. He doesn’t
always come right out and say it, but he can explain his feelings, his
choices, and his likes and dislikes even when it comes to sex. If he
can’t express what he’s thinking, or gets frustrated, irritated, or mad
at you for wanting to communicate and share feelings, then you’re
dealing with a child who wants to build his reservation camp and is
emotionally immature. The mature man can express what’s going on in his
heart, mind and genitals without outbursts or withdrawal.
You know; we women do
understand the fantasy of boyhood. But it's time to KILL IT! Time to
seal off the den. Listen, even a murderous masturbator can relocated!
Bring your stuff up to our womanly sunshine guys. Just because we
humans only use a fraction of our brains doesn't mean we can't use our
whole emotions.
Nice sharing with you all
again today! I'll be missin you next week; Costa Rica is calling my
name. For those of you who speak Spanish; las llagas águila mañana!
oxoxoxoxoxox
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