“Like dust to dust, ashes from ashes, a man comes from the womb, and he wants to go back to it. And when a man finds a womb, that is warm, wett, and is willing to accept all his expenditure, he loves that womb, like he loves his mother. A mother does anything for her son, like the son does anything for the mother. But most women, or too consumed with petty jealousy, to love a man unconditionally. The submissive gives herself unconditionally. Why is BDSM, do womb specific? It’s not to hurt the womb, but to take the womb to Heights, it has never known. It has the highest concentration of nerves in her body, it’s her nerve center, to Nirvana. The most heightened space, to a woman’s out of body experience of Consciousness, is at childbirth, when the womb is the most stretched, the most tormented. A woman’s body is to be loved, and cherished. Only when a man can have her complete submission, can he tortured her, and love her at the same time. Because the Secret psychosis to the woman, is that pain, is to be expected with sex.” They all pondered at his words, but didn’t quite know what to make of it. Until he slid the open paged, enormously thick, medical book, with a large picture, and large print, bold text words above it, that’s spelled HYMEN.
Excerpts from “A Man Like Him”
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