Dear God,
So, mate, have called you a few names lately. They are true buddy, you cannot deny it, you are us and we are you. Me and you, in the human form have the same capacities, I am the same cunt I call you pal. But, you in particular are commiting atrocities worldwide that are beyond my comprehension, how do you not stop yourself well before this point? Just how mate?
But, anyway, I realise I have a part to play in this women thing too because it seems that you also do not understand what is being asked for. Maybe I am not being clear, Powerful Woman mate, the best of the best, Powerful Woman.
Powerful Woman is not somebody whose voice is louder than all others, all though it can be. She does not need to demand attention, when she does she lacks the ability to give attention, her head is scattered in a million pieces at once, she forgets to listen. No, Powerful Woman demands attention because of who she is, not who she is pretending to be, her ears are more important than her mouth. No more pretenders please pal, and no more yapping mouths that do not come with listening ears.
Powerful Woman, like powerful Man, pays attention to themselves, what they present, asks themselves if they really know what they are talking about then studies themselves to find out. They reflect on who they are, their interactions with the world, the narratives in their head in order to understand who they are and only treat others how they themselves want to be treated. They are caring, considerate, contemplative, correcting, compassionate.
Powerful Woman loves, she just loves, loves so much she will walk away from me in order for us to go forward. She does this when I try to control, disrespect, neglect, and fret over her, she does it for me, for us, never only herself. Woman, true woman, not even powerful woman, is not greedy in any aspect, her money is nothing, keeping me there for her own needs does not exist, she will break her heart so that I can see mine. Her and me are the same; altruism, love, kindness comes first.
But, mostly mate, I know none of this shit matters, the shattered heart I live with, it is not shattered at all, it is whole, the wholest of whole, God it is beautiful being me pal, just phenomenally beautiful. To feel as I do, to live in this body that is pure magic, this thing that expresses nothing but beauty, it is so damn beautiful being me, thank you pal, I love you with all my being.
Powerful Woman, she will come, she will see me, Powerful Man, beautiful man, true man. She will see me, hear me, tell me the fucking truth, she will know that fucking truth first. She will tell me what she wants from me, that she wants me, she does it all with honesty, there are no games. I know she will see me mate as I see her in every Woman, so I’ll wait buddy, am good at it now.
Freddy