Woman Lover?
Why is it that so many people respond with raised eyebrows to the title of my blog – confessions of a woman lover?
If a person says that he is an animal lover, then he is seen with respect for his selflessness and love for a noble cause.
If a person says that he loves children, then he is automatically seen as good parent/teacher material and as a kind and gentle soul.
If a person says he is an art lover, then he is seen as a intellectual and highly refined/evolved person.
So why is it that a person who loves women is automatically seen as a dirty/perverted/horny/desperate guy?
Case in point being Kushwant Singh. I think even that guy loves women and is quite open and honest about it, and what do we think of him – a dirty old man!
I love women not because I want to fuck every beautiful woman, but because I truly feel that a woman is one of God’s greatest creation. She is truly God’s gift to mankind. The aesthetics of a woman are what inspires the greatest art (think Monalisa!). A woman can cause the destruction of an entire kingdom (Helen of troy). I think that the only real reason why a man is competitive and creative and aggressive is for a woman. I personally don’t think money per se matters that much to a man, but I think most men know it at a sub conscious level that it is important to have enough money to attract woman. Not to say that a woman wants money from a man, but then in a society where man is supposed to be the bread earner, the woman has no choice but to rely on the man’s wealth to fulfil all her needs and her children’s needs, and to make her feel financially secure.
So what do I love about women? Well, I love the sensitivity of a woman. I love the softness of a woman. Only a woman can smoothen the rough edges of life. No matter how well I maintain my house, I think only a woman can make it warm and fill it with love. I love the effect that a woman can have on a man. Put a woman in a room full of men, and automatically the men become softer, their voices become more mellow, they become more kind, courteous, and maybe even shy. I love the way a woman looks at a man she loves. I love the way a woman can say so much with just her eyes. I love the shape of a woman’s body. I think it is the most beautiful shape I have ever seen. The long neck line, the valley of her breasts, the rounded stomach going down to her pubic hair, the v between her legs, the flared hips, the soft smooth legs… I feel like I am in heaven in the arms of a naked woman who loves me!
This blog just did not come from the heart. I had been thinking about writing this blog for days, and right now it was a very thought out and deliberate process of writing the blog. Unlike the previous blog of making love to nature which just came out spontaneously. It is just so difficult to write from the heart. Sometimes you are lucky and the words just flow from within, and the hands struggle to keep up with the flow of thoughts, and sometimes u have no choice but to stop and think after every sentence "ok, what am I going to write next?" So my dear reader, tell me if this effected the quality of this blog.
If a person says that he is an animal lover, then he is seen with respect for his selflessness and love for a noble cause.
If a person says that he loves children, then he is automatically seen as good parent/teacher material and as a kind and gentle soul.
If a person says he is an art lover, then he is seen as a intellectual and highly refined/evolved person.
So why is it that a person who loves women is automatically seen as a dirty/perverted/horny/desperate guy?
Case in point being Kushwant Singh. I think even that guy loves women and is quite open and honest about it, and what do we think of him – a dirty old man!
I love women not because I want to fuck every beautiful woman, but because I truly feel that a woman is one of God’s greatest creation. She is truly God’s gift to mankind. The aesthetics of a woman are what inspires the greatest art (think Monalisa!). A woman can cause the destruction of an entire kingdom (Helen of troy). I think that the only real reason why a man is competitive and creative and aggressive is for a woman. I personally don’t think money per se matters that much to a man, but I think most men know it at a sub conscious level that it is important to have enough money to attract woman. Not to say that a woman wants money from a man, but then in a society where man is supposed to be the bread earner, the woman has no choice but to rely on the man’s wealth to fulfil all her needs and her children’s needs, and to make her feel financially secure.
So what do I love about women? Well, I love the sensitivity of a woman. I love the softness of a woman. Only a woman can smoothen the rough edges of life. No matter how well I maintain my house, I think only a woman can make it warm and fill it with love. I love the effect that a woman can have on a man. Put a woman in a room full of men, and automatically the men become softer, their voices become more mellow, they become more kind, courteous, and maybe even shy. I love the way a woman looks at a man she loves. I love the way a woman can say so much with just her eyes. I love the shape of a woman’s body. I think it is the most beautiful shape I have ever seen. The long neck line, the valley of her breasts, the rounded stomach going down to her pubic hair, the v between her legs, the flared hips, the soft smooth legs… I feel like I am in heaven in the arms of a naked woman who loves me!
This blog just did not come from the heart. I had been thinking about writing this blog for days, and right now it was a very thought out and deliberate process of writing the blog. Unlike the previous blog of making love to nature which just came out spontaneously. It is just so difficult to write from the heart. Sometimes you are lucky and the words just flow from within, and the hands struggle to keep up with the flow of thoughts, and sometimes u have no choice but to stop and think after every sentence "ok, what am I going to write next?" So my dear reader, tell me if this effected the quality of this blog.
posted by philosopher stoned | 3:47 AM
2 Comments:
i liked this one much better. my opinion could be biased because i did rushed through the other one and didnt give it a fair chance. a lot of my finer senses get dulled when someone is describing sex (even if only through an analogy). so, unless the metaphores are realy catchy i loose interest fast. even otherwise as beautiful as metaphores are they are difficult to get through unless they are very apt.
truly, a woman is God's most perfect creation (with the exception perhaps of little babies ;D)
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