Modern Romanticism

The aspect of romance, divided between the heartening and the thoughtful.

Words of Wisdom – “A Man’s Guilt” – Pt. 3 – 8/10/2019

August 10, 2019

“There is no logical explanation on how a woman desires the same level of achievement gained by a man. Does she desire the same feeling of guilt? Does she perhaps yearn to become a rapist?

It is not ‘opportunity for the sake of opportunity’ offered to a man, strictly by a rule written in some book. Once more, his desire to achieve comes through compensation. His own personal compensation, that is, and such money that he gains holds the same definition of ‘compensation’. A woman, if not able to comprehend, then at least see a man’s torment in such guilt that has afflicted him since birth.

Once more, a man doesn’t receive opportunity through a right. He receives opportunity through relief. He is punished by guilt, and it is no secret that his brutality has turned him into a war or power hungry fool, and his innate ambition has brought on the territorial and land-marking crime organizations.

We should say also that his ‘love of gain’ becomes immediately simplified upon receiving the love from a woman. For he creates cycles within beginnings, through an injected seed into a womb. And why had it been a custom for him to want a son, over a daughter? Once more, it was not a rule, but an instinct of a man to continue this cycle, of this cycle of pride and achievement, and then, forgiveness.

Continuation, that is, and life must continue, and thus, comes the continuation and non-stop creationism, among numerous achievements. He is achieving for his own relief, to have an orgasm, perhaps, and continue the barbarism, and the brutality.

Forgiveness is displayed through the glassy eyes of a woman.

He was not willing to see himself.

Of all he has gained, now the guilt has turned into a oneness. A woman, and now his guilt has been erased. She offers him comfort, not further distress. She offers him silence, not further loudness from gunfire.

Keep the man locked up, and his thoughts are his only company.

Keep him alone, in the dark, and the monster sees all his wounds from those who’ve repeatedly tried to slay him.”

Poem – The Conquered Woman – “The Sweet Kiss upon the North” – Part I – 7/12/2019

July 12, 2019

We were made to adore,
The liveliness of life,
The sweetness of a kiss,
Upon the North, above your head, on the lids
To your fabulous eyes;

It has divided my territory.

I had once conquered all,
I believed I was once God,
The wielder of life.
Simplicity is only made through smallness,
And the sameness of what I recognize.
When I kiss thee, all of Heaven falls.

Afore the South, where strands become hazed,
Where strands are there like threads of silk,
Of damask, of embroidered velvet.
I fall upwards to see Heaven, to see a true God.
One of whom, I may willingly submit,
I bend my knee, to see thee. I have seen God.

The God between thy legs,
No, the God upon thy eyes, upon thy lips,
Their sweetness beckons a kiss,
To land, to smother, to make me think
On my own time, when to consider,
Who I am, as a man, with fault.

Words of Wisdom – “Forgiveness as the more Potent Weapon over Vengeance” – 7/9/2019

July 9, 2019

“There are those women who’d say that femininity is inferior to masculinity. They are also the women to say that femininity is merely subjective, and cannot ever be defined as an absolute. Then, consider this: in saying that femininity is related to forgiveness, then we’d say that masculinity is related to rage and aggression. We should easily comprehend that forgiveness is the unexpected, because an instinct of humans is to be vengeful, to enact revenge under the spell of rage. An emotion as rage has enticed the want to murder. Forgiveness must, therefore, be in close connection with femininity; though, to a woman, that which is ‘before her’ is God, and that which is at first instinct is honesty. A woman adores honesty. Therefore, that which is ‘before her’ is the most open and direct, and she is immensely curious over it. The freedom, the forwardness, creates the sexual freedom from the Femme Fatale, and a Femme Fatale adores vengeance. She believes it to be sweet from the seduction she formulates with her fingers and lips. She makes what she will of herself, because beauty, as well as truth, is so easily sculpted, that there will be a mess, in the most literal sense. Forgiveness is the power of the unexpected, because the expected emotion is to sue someone who had run someone over on the road. The unexpected emotion is to turn to forgiveness, and this becomes the power of reason.”

Words of Wisdom – “The Man to the Woman” – 6/11/2019

June 11, 2019

“There is nothing else more worth the task than for a man to fight for what a man desires. His insecurity is his worst enemy, and will become his death, should he never fight that uncertainty with driving force. For a man is nothing, should he not know his wants at their immediate sight. These wants should refrain a man from ascending higher than that woman. In the physical sense, he is taller. In the egotistical sense, should he raise himself tall, then he must be dragged down. This becomes the duty of a woman; to drag down what should belong in rest. He seeks destruction, and seeks other’s destruction, and a woman’s ultimate display of sympathy is when she can pull God down from His throne. Though, to replace that wickedness, would not be noble as joining him in that rest.”

Words of Wisdom – “The Good Man to the Bad Man” – 6/3/2019

June 3, 2019

“The difference between God and deception, is in the very difference between Man and Woman, where God, as Man, will lift a woman so that she may see the earth’s green and blue. As for deception, deception will only lift a woman so that she may contribute to the burying of truth. In the latter scenario, a woman will no longer preserve the weak. She’ll multiply the weak, and find them to lack use, so she destroys them. No longer will compassion be of her heart. No longer will empathy be of her heart. She had been lifted by deception, promised power, and now sees the ‘possibilities’ or ‘opportunities’ as the multiple devices as her chosen toys. She pierces, she mesmerizes, and her contribution is not mercy, but the destruction for the sake of a crude smile.”

“Upon thy Curling Hip” – Poem

May 18, 2019

I grew upon, thy curling hip,
With a lash, to a petulant visage,
And thou, drew me near,
To hear the sighs, and the fears,
And the never ending, quake,
Of thy, roaring heart.

A vein, and a dynasty,
A cruel blight, and a fantasy,
A death, and an illusion,
Was all it took, to flee,
For thou to flee, from my side,
So that thou, would find safety.

I found among, your puling face,
Two cheeks of butter, and lips of wine,
Two ears of honey, and eyes of lime.
I found also among, your gracious form,
Two hips that curled, like teakettle handles,
And two legs, like steeples of white.

I found to your face, of beauty,
The newest form, of tragedy,
When you fled, to see the world’s end,
And saw, my creation imagined.
You saw, with open eyes,
The deaths, that were many.

I made the world as grand, as thy temples, and hips,
And thy hips, had curved, just as broad, as that world.

Dialogue – “The Empirical Assumption over a Man’s Awareness to Romance”

May 11, 2019

Q: As for your belief in a woman’s way to make herself attractive, are you able to explain why you believe it is always necessary?

A: Attraction is like butter, when melted, not frozen, and the connection of love and devotion will make a man melt into a woman’s attractive appearance. Should a woman be hideous, objectively so, then a woman will have made herself a stone, for the man to chip away. She will have turned him into a slave, working with pickax at grueling work. Love will not be smooth in this, and a man will see his romance as he sees his own life.

Q: What does a man want from love?

A: Rest.

Q: Rest should coincide together between a man and a woman. Is this not correct?

A: It is not correct, because it is not competition that drives a man to want a woman. At least, it is not competition against her. He will not want to challenge her mind, challenge her knowledge; he will want to challenge her heart. Her heart will be more attractive than her face or form. To think of her attractive appearances as melted butter, will be a correct assumption, because an appearance should be made easy. The heart of a woman challenges a man, and he will face external challenges to win it.

Q: And why should a man not challenge her mind?

A: It is because to challenge a woman’s mind will more likely cause him to befriend her, over romancing her. Love always begins at a glance. As for friendship, between a man and a woman, will be the same as a man befriending another man. He will feel like a homosexual, should he not be a homosexual, when he chooses to challenge her mind.

Excerpt from a Novel – The Chartres Melody – “A Sliver of Erotica”

May 7, 2019

What beauty that is ornate!

For beauty that belongs to the virgin is as the treasure that lays in the bowels of a ruin. Such treasure seems gilded in precious stones for those of competition to make worthy for a mantle. It is not sent to a museum, for the museum of choice would be the home of the possessor. Those men who possess virginity are as the ruler annexing the land that he claims as his own. Those Englishmen who claimed the western world as their own, had claimed virgin land. It is but an endless cycle.

While the left hand is placed beneath the left breast, the right hand is atop the mirror’s ovular frame. A certain scent is excreted from the underarm. Pheromones that bring the hunter to the prey as the mind of the predator becomes hungered by the scent of blood. The strands of hair underneath her arms have trapped this scent in the coils they represent. Any passerby should favor this aroma. They will favor this aroma.

The scent is what Minette finds fascinating.

A woman’s scent that grows from the natural pores to the skin is designed under the beauteous features of shadowed smiles. An aroma so great, it is likely to put the most fiendish beast to rest in its temper of destruction. The woman of sleeveless attire is next to the boar upon the fire as the Nordic tribe satiate their appetites on such a meal.

It is pleasurable. It is magnificent. It is desirous.

Minette lifts her arms even higher. She rests the forearm at the top of her head.

The odor is lifted to two tiny nostrils.

Her eyes appear to glimmer in this studious expression devoted to the obvious sight of puberty of this underarm. Fine strands of auburn hair are shown in the firelight beside her. It is an apparent tool, dedicated to the slave that is the body. For attraction is brought into the mood of erotica. Lust is for intimacy alone.

She softly inhales through her nose. It had been to capture the scent of attraction that is so easily taken from the sheen on the pale skin. When a man will look upon the sheen to a woman’s skin, it is enough just by imagining the desires from himself to mold into the shape of her godly body. He is the possessor to that body. The evening and her skin shall be joined in unison with his own unyielding hunger.

These descriptions are desires so very carnal. Skin that is as milk. Ivory that is meant to flood the earth in a vast ocean of white. What is more desired than purity? Even those who are arrogant enough to mention it being obsolete, will be the ones to also not wish to do harm unto the good. These are not understandings to the ignorant mind of Minette. She holds no comprehension of white. In her mind, it is merely art.

She whispers a verse to herself. “Those crude on the ship of frost; still true to captives accost.”