March Full Moon
This full moon I found myself reading a book about true-life recent militarism and politics and stupid decisions made by those in power who should know better. I'll spare the details, but I'm sure any readers could fill in their own blanks. It made me depressed and angry and stupified at the sort of world I live in.
I then went to bed with my love P. I was sad because I was feeling agitated and depressed when I wanted to be focusing him and the good things in life. I told him a bit about what I was reading and he half-jokingly apologized on behalf of the the male of our species.
That joking comment made me think. It was true -- all that I had read about in this book were men making poor decisions. Now, I've been around long enough to know that bad judgement is not the sole property of those with Y chromosomes, but I feel like men in groups tend to make certain kinds bad decisions regularly. Women in large groups have a different set of bad habits. I think they might lead to fewer lethal consequences than those of groups of men.
It made me think about my own two men. They are definitely men -- they have many of the same qualities that then men in the book I was reading had. They have pissing contests and all of those other things that can be so maddening about guy behaviour. But they certainly aren't making decisions like those I had been reading about did. Granted, they aren't in the place of authority those men were, either. My men treat me beautifully and show me great love and respect. What makes them different? Are they different? Do the men I was reading about have other sides to them? Do they make decisions at work that cause pain and suffering to multitudes of people, then go home and make love to their wives with gentleness and passion? Do they also make someone deleriously happy?
It was these thoughts that I had as I tried to relax and enjoy my lover. Eventually I did, and I feel asleep happy but still comtemplating the nature of men and women, and how perhaps one is needed to balance the other.
-Thriceraven
I then went to bed with my love P. I was sad because I was feeling agitated and depressed when I wanted to be focusing him and the good things in life. I told him a bit about what I was reading and he half-jokingly apologized on behalf of the the male of our species.
That joking comment made me think. It was true -- all that I had read about in this book were men making poor decisions. Now, I've been around long enough to know that bad judgement is not the sole property of those with Y chromosomes, but I feel like men in groups tend to make certain kinds bad decisions regularly. Women in large groups have a different set of bad habits. I think they might lead to fewer lethal consequences than those of groups of men.
It made me think about my own two men. They are definitely men -- they have many of the same qualities that then men in the book I was reading had. They have pissing contests and all of those other things that can be so maddening about guy behaviour. But they certainly aren't making decisions like those I had been reading about did. Granted, they aren't in the place of authority those men were, either. My men treat me beautifully and show me great love and respect. What makes them different? Are they different? Do the men I was reading about have other sides to them? Do they make decisions at work that cause pain and suffering to multitudes of people, then go home and make love to their wives with gentleness and passion? Do they also make someone deleriously happy?
It was these thoughts that I had as I tried to relax and enjoy my lover. Eventually I did, and I feel asleep happy but still comtemplating the nature of men and women, and how perhaps one is needed to balance the other.
-Thriceraven
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