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Women have asked me how can I, as a man, write about women? First off, know that men are not from another planet, even if you have entertained this thought. Nor are they heartless animals, though some are. Men and women are actually mirror images of each other, opposite sides of the same coin. We each contain elements of the other. Yet, we still regard each other as mysteries, because we remain unaware that these elements are within. In fact we have all been taught to disconnect from, deny and even reject these elements by our male as dominant, patriarchal societies. These inner rejected parts become outer mysteries and this keep us separate from our outer opposites, men or women.
These mysteries are nothing more than our conditioned blindness.
The mysteries are not known by anyone. Some know how to manipulate and move within the present system, and think themselves the “keepers of the mysteries.” But they are still a part of the system; their perceptions are colored by the system they move in. Others are clueless, just trying to get by, day-to-day.
Our heritages are therefore beyond our reaches. There is something almost supernatural about these mysteries that make us not want to question, learn, or rock-the-boat. We get comfortable, acquiesce, rollover, and play dead. This is unfulfilling naturally. In my life it became unworkable and I dared break the taboo and asked the question, “What the hell is really going on here?”