What, Again?!

I should say it goes a lot farther, after woman has made man a slave to her sex, she begins using her power to control and manipulate him further into submission. To the point where he has to ask her for permission for anything he does and is stuck marvelling at her beauty, begging, and in-fact praying to her, to let him into her heaven. It's enough to make one want to puke when that is really whats going on. But I believe there are some women who are above all that too.

That's pretty sexist eh, like it is degrading to men to portray us this way. I could almost care no less about sex. Yea, it feels good for a time, but this is nothing like a noetic realization or the orgiastic state induced by thought contacting reality. So the old theosophical story goes; Sex, and everything else man enjoys or hates, are mere utilities directing his conscious mind toward his true destiny; God. The completion of his consciousness! But men frequently get hung up on the sirens, who want little more than to be the object of man's awe and devotion, that very awe and devotion which is rightfully owing to God. Women swoops in to snatch it for herself. It has some pragmatic application to say the least, but that is the old Gnostic sort-of theosophy. At least I can say from some experience that knowledge is more satisfying than sex.

>>I'm sure there will soon be a companion article in women's magazines about how they just can't seem to hang on to their men and have no clue why.

I often wonder about the opposite: how men are able to hang on to their women. (And the ones that do probably have no clue why.) ;)

I'm sure there will soon be a companion article in women's magazines about how they just can't seem to hang on to their men and have no clue why.

"Not tonight darling, I'm blogging" Ah, the sacrifices we make for you, Neatoramanauts!

BTW, glad to see Urlesque is back (inside of HuffPo).