Emotionally Healthy Partners

       There is also a reason so many of your popular actresses who seemingly had it all look so sad when the man in their life, their "best friend," does not turn out to be who they wanted to believe he was: a loyal and true, emotionally-healthy partner with the ability to truly love them.

       Why is this?

       Because for the most part, with few beautiful exceptions, the current version of men are incapable of truly loving anyone, including themselves.

       To expect something from them that they do not have the ability to give is pure folly on the part of female humans everywhere.

       You want the fairy tale and the best you can have is a few years, perhaps up to a decade, but usually 1-5 years, pretending that your happily ever after is just that.

       Until it ends.

       Leaving you sad-eyed and crushed, and likely with several sad-eyed and crushed children to support.

       Which is easier if you have a movie star salary than for all the millions of you who don't.

       Wake up.

       Continuing to go back to a dry, dirty well for fresh, clean water is an exercise in futility...and you are just muddying your precious Souls by drinking what the violent, betrayal-prone, dick-obsessed Ape Men have to offer.

       And giving them what they want at your own expense will never help them evolve.

       Yes you will have to live without the fairy tale of love and husband, great sex and a great provider, as part of the myth of hearth and home for some generations until men, as a species, either generate their own evolution, or go extinct.

       But you're living without any substantial reality behind that myth now.

       Most of you just haven't wanted to admit it.

       So you allow magazine articles and TV shows and advertising and friends to convince you that you just haven't "met the right one yet."

       The trouble is: there are hardly any men capable of being Mr. Right.

       They will all continue to be Mr. Wrong until they evolve.

       And you can be a true best friend to yourself, to women everywhere, to the planet, and to men...by ceasing to accept the muddy poison of insincere and unsustainable affections.

       Men and women will have to go it alone until the Change has come.

       Well, not alone.

       But not with each other.

       Because you can't change something by staying on the same level of interaction that created it.

Wake up.

Amazons

      We tried to make it work with them, when it became apparent that the world was changing and taking up arms to fight them hadn't worked to vanquish the expanding threat of subsumation.

       We could not stand being around the docile females they had already turned into pretty helpless lambs, but we thought perhaps as true partners it could be ok.

       Partners in violence.

       Warrior Women.

       An abomination is what history paints us as, though we just met men in their propensity for violence.

       For taking rather than ever being taken.

       But compared to the soft women, we seemed hard, unnatural.

       We, who were the last vestige of what was natural -- a state of balance -- builder and embracer.

       True civilization.

       Instead, the uncivilized red energy of males ran rampant, spreading blood stains across the land as they left a trail of death and betrayal in their ever widening wake.

       Followed everywhere possible by their lamb wo-men who sacrificed everything to have and support her man.

       Thanking her lucky stars that at least she had one.

       Had the privilege of feeding him and cleaning up after him and providing him with little mini male heirs and little mini further lambs to support the new world order he was creating, and to serve as nice tight sets of new holes to plunder in an ever expanding attachment to the hidden forbidden lusts of taking, possessing what should never be sullied or sundered.

       But sundering was sex, is sex. Became synonymous with The Act.

       Synoecious.

       And the more one could remain respectable on the outside, yet be a freak in the sheets behind closed doors, the hotter the thrill. The hotter the energy created, and siphoned off.

       The higher the stakes.

             

Is this the world you want?

If not, change what you desire and what you allow.

Embrace. Unbrace.

  

     The young still value the old.

       They have been told it is honorable and right that they should.

       And that trust of authority figures who clothe and feed -- near -- and run everything -- far and wide -- allows a giving over of permission, of power, a trust in the provision of care, an acknowledgment in, a respect of, rules as provided by these caregivers.

       The overlays of shame and hidden forbidden lusts as drama to intrigue pervade all our senses making us want want want, even when what we receive is -- if honestly assessed -- not good, enjoyable, or desirable.

       Of course this works in both directions.

       Men do not want for long what they can easily have.

       Thus they have designed huge edifices to not only support but also make exciting the facilitiation of plugging into and sucking dry the energy sources that are women.

       So how does one end all this?

       Reclaim what it is we do and are.

       We are balanced beings who embrace and can unbrace.

       Who can ignore, leaving out in the cold, anything we no longer wish to support.

       Want to change the world?      

Change what you desire and what you allow.

Unbreakable

       Once powerful, to forget as if we had never known or understood that human males are an aberration. Unhealthy. Powerless without using us as fuel. As powerless as a naked amoeba lying helpless on a sidewalk in the baking sun.

       If we did not allow them, enable them, encourage them to power themselves on our life-giving shade, they would dissipate into the nothingness from whence they came...or transform into balanced beings that were no longer male.

       Why is it necessary for them to seek ever younger energy sources from which to suck?

       Because they have been running us dry.

       Full grown women are either too aware now to allow the shenanigans of old, or too on-empty, out of life fuel themselves to provide any for anyone else, no matter how much forbiddenness (adultery, rape, prison of war, torture) is heaped onto the act to sweeten the pot, or prime the male pump.

       Have you ever wondered why youth has become so idolized in western culture?

       Or why women were always married off young in primitive native cultures?

       It is because of the brainwashing possibilities inherent in breaking a spirit who has not yet come into its full strength of self...when it becomes thus unbreakable.

Change what you desire and what you allow.

Women's Empowerment...it's not what you think

       Women, you must take care concerning what you put in your body.

       "I try & eat well," you say.

       This is not what we mean.

       Think about it.

       Some men are going to animal shelters & selecting kittens & puppies to torture.

       Some men are casting an eye about their neighborhood or family, selecting a child to rape.

       Some men are poisoning the environment for a living.

       Some men are picking up one sort of weapon or another to kill people they've never met in foreign lands.

       Some men are doing the same right in their own home land.

       Some men are robbing indigenous people blind.

       Some men are robbing YOU blind.

       Some men covet college girls or younger, and strive to make the world amenable to that lust.

       Who are these men & what do they have in common?

       They are the men you, women, most women, are sleeping with.

       "Not me," you say. "I've gotten a good one."

       Do the math.

       If every woman who thought she had a good man who did not rape or maim or kill or poison or embezzle or dictate or mind-control others had one, who would be left to do all the violent manipulations currently perpetrated in your world on an unbelievably huge scale?

       Face it.

       YOU are who is taking in the violent corrosive corruptive life force of the malevolently broken beings called "men" every time a penis enters your womb or semen spills into your mouth.

       Not only is this why you as a fe-male species have been unable to claim your power & stand in it to tilt the world back towards goodness,...by taking in this negative life force & letting it also share in yours, you in effect have been helping to power all that is not good in your world.

       You think you need & want a man because that is what you have been brainwashed to believe.

       By whom, we wonder?

       Who would benefit by keeping women's power under wraps while sucking them dry and continuing to rape & pillage & blow up the next village?

       You have been brainwashed to believe you like the penis, the semen, the roughness, the need to blank your mind so you don't see what your man is doing in the world, whether he is an accountant or a soldier, a rocker or a CEO.

       Most of you actually do not...see.

       Anyone still relatively whole does not, can not.

       For a disease can not be outgrown & clung to at the same time.

       The reason the world is so full of hatred is because you, women, continue to power those who hate.

       In fact, some of you yourselves even swim around a bit in that putrid pool now, sad, angry, bitter, competitive, psychotic.

       The answer: step back.

       Disengage.

       Say no to taking maleness/malevolence into your bodies, your lives, your soul.      

       Give yourself the space & time to find out who you really are.

       Stand in your power.

       The power of goodness.

       See what is possible then.

This is what evolving means, step by step...

Sleeping with the enemy...

       Sleeping with the enemy drains your life force, no two ways about it.

       Always has.

       Always will.

       And by sleeping we mean both having sexual relations, & actual sleep; any type of being in close life proximity with, i.e. any form of intimacy.

       Therefore you cannot change yourself, your life, or the world for the better if you are engaging in any kind of intimacy with a downpulling being, male or female.

       It is simply impossible to rise vibrationally while your vibration is draining downwards at the same time.

       Many of you, still trapped in misguided relations out of misguided needs for what you call "love," affection, or for economic reason, or out of habit, will find this idea distressing.

       The thought of making any kind of change will fill you with dread & feel overwhelming, even if other things we have shared have made you feel hopeful & light.

       This is because sleeping with the enemy by definition relegates you to the position of lethargic host drained by too many suckers sipping at your fountain of youth.

       Cut a few of them off & see how your energy levels begin to replenish.

       Suddenly you'll be cleaning that garage at 2 AM singing, with ample energy to take on your next New Year's resolution the following day.

       The truth of this becomes especially clear when you cut off the big downpullers in your life, the ones closest to you, with most access.

       Suddenly--after a brief time of mourning that won't be nearly as bad (or last nearly as long) as you've been led to believe--you'll have time & energy to start that new venture you've always longed for, or to write that great evolutionary novel.

       And here's the biggest secret of all: when you stop sleeping with the enemy & begin living a life that vibrates consistently higher, Real Love will then have a chance to find you.

       For what you call love is like ingesting old, off-brand dog food compared to savoring the best meal you can imagine, perfectly prepared...which is the nature of genuine love between beings of worth.

       Most of you have not yet experienced this in any lasting way.

       Something to look forward to.

UNTIL NEXT TIME...

CARRIE ANNE'S ADVENTURES IN LIVING THE WOMB-BEING WAY

            I've been thinking about it. I'm not interested in living in a world without men, and I don't think that's the solution to all the world's problems, and really, I do not believe anybody can just reshape themselves from someone with breasts & a vagina to someone with a beard & a penis, or vice versa.

            But even if that were possible, and even if you were right and all the wars and things are being powered by men plugging into women like batteries, after eons of this, they wouldn't just let us unplug, right?

            More than likely, any woman who tried would find herself dead or locked up somewhere.

            You've heard of the whole witch burning thing, right?

            Or the Inquisition?

            Just look how hard it is for anybody to get away from a regular guy who has power issues.

            It ain't pretty.

            They generally don't say, "Oh, you want to leave me? Okay. No problem."

            Of course, if you stay, you sometimes also wind up dead.

CARRIE ANNE'S ADVENTURES IN LIVING THE WOMB-BEING WAY

            You're kidding, right?

            How could anybody really remove themselves from men 100%?

            That's insane. They're like half the population!

            My boss is a man, and my kid, who finally got his ass into college.

            The guy at the post office is a man, and the guy who fixes my computer. My favorite cocktail place is Good Fellas. The ice cream that keeps me going after a day of hell is Ben + Jerry's. 

            And I am not giving up my boyfriend, when it took me years to find a semi-decent one with a job, who can actually pay his ½ of the rent!

            I'd like a saner, more peaceful world as much as the next person, but come on, what good would extracting myself from the presence of every guy on earth do?

            I mean, you can't really believe every problem in the world is because of them?!

            For every fucked up guy, I know an equally fucked up woman. Maybe not fucked in the same way, but equally crazy.

            Who'd want to live in a world with just women anyway?

            Not me.

Choice point...

    We had no name for ourselves then, as we were all there was, always & forever, all that had ever been.

    Those on 2 legs & 4 & 12 & 18 were all of a piece, all the livers & the givers of life.

    Every once in a great rare while, one was born injured, incapable of life living or life giving, with odd limbs or too many or too few eyes, but as they always what you call "died," left their bodies in a gentle poof, like smoke, we considered it part of the cycle of birth & rebirth, and knew the soul inside the errant flesh would come again, in a more sustainable form, & likely soon.

    So there was little cause for grieving.

    Even when those one loved ended one flesh form sooner or later, like a tree that fell, we knew the soul would always come again.

    It was just shedding one skin, one bark, for another. And those that reentered the realm of flesh play sooner rather than later, we would not only see again, but also know...so as I said, there was not much cause for ever grieving, since the whole of what is is Infinite Life, and that can never be harmed, no matter how much we play.

    It is the men who named us...womb for our center, which is where they felt all our power to live & give life came from.

    And it was we that named them men, as in womb-en, this bit of a mutation that did indeed come from our belly centers, yet without adequate belly centers of their own.

    And this was later shortened & shaped for us to be known as "women," the originals, with the mutation we sometimes oddly bore in that time of the great sky reddening, as "men."

    Men, the womb-less ones.

    Men, who looked almost like us as they grew, except their curves did not grow.

    Instead they lengthened & hardened in all areas, including below their center, where the pleasure bud we all share fattened into a lanky dangling pud, which like ours, would stiffen with enthusiasm for energetic play with ourselves or with another, & like ours, would cause the emission of life fluids at the climax culminating energetic release.

    But unlike us, their pleasure center was rather ugly.

    And their fluid did not smell sweet of life & the sea, but rather rank like decayed flesh not eaten or given back to the land soon enough.

    It was also thicker & white, rather than clear.

    As they grew, they were interested in us more than in each other, and some of us took pity & lay & romped with them, distasteful though they were...and as these original womb-beings readied for giving more souls entry to dimensional play in flesh, the men thought they had something to do with it.

    Which of course made us howl with laughter, since we'd been playing with life coming through us for all of eternity, as was the natural order of things, long before their mutation surprised us by coming through and, odd as it was, clinging to life rather than just letting go & recycling through as most faulty forms did.

    But it was the time of the red sky & many things felt a little odd.

    The 4 leggeds & 12s & 18s too seemed to sense some kind of disruption in the wind, & before long we were noticing that they too had born some of their own version of...men.

    And then came the crucial moment when a decision was upon us & had to be made.

   

    For the men were not of the same sweetness as all original 2 & 4 & 12 & 18 legged womb beings.

    They were harder & louder & seemed to enjoy other's pain.

     Watching pain, causing it.

    They were rough with each other & with us.

     They began ending the life of a flesh form for fun, & curdling the love in our species by harsh words & the threat of subjecting stricter & more ruthless harm, for fun, as was their right, even their duty, they said...and was for our own good & the good of all, which they not only said but believed.

    Because the original ones were the lesser beings, & they themselves the evolved improvement, they believed...and therefore our role was to support them, to obey, to lay & romp with them anytime & in any way they chose.

    And at first we were so flabbergasted that they could seriously believe such a thing in the face of all evidence to the contrary, we listened with our mouths hanging wide.

    But then, in our world, we understood for the first time what danger meant...what this meant...and we did what had to be done.

    We, the life livers & life givers, the original people, the womb-beings, Universe cells expressing all goodness & love & power, turned our life giving energies from the mutation & no longer allowed it to feed on us in any manner.

    We did not harm them, though we could have.

    Instead, we just withdrew all attention from their mutated forms & ideas.

    We did not speak with them, or lay with them, or acknowledge them, or after a time, even see them any longer.

   

    And little by little, they were no longer to be seen, because they did what should have been done all along.

   

    A few transformed into womb-beings by divine intervention & went on to live among us in perfect peace & loving loveliness.

    The rest did what you call died.

    They dried up & withered away, crumbling into the Death dust they so worshipped, as more & more of our life force unplugged from feeding theirs.

    And life returned to the way it had always been, full of Life & joy & plenty, for all & with all, forever more.

    A-womb-en!

    So this is the "secret" you ask about that brought goodness back from a brief, geologically-speaking, time of species mutation that threatened our world.

   

    And it would have been the same in your world, had you not decided, when the crucial moment came, to let the death beings stay.

    There is no such thing as boys will be boys, & girls will be girls, who must grow into wise, dominant men & weak, compliant women on your planet or on any other.

    That is a falsehood you fell for.

   

    All that has happened since your world reached the choice point & chose differently than ours, all the wars & poverty & genocide & rape & poisoned seas & unbreathable air & theft & need for institutions to capture & judge & punish & police, to heal & forestall disaster or make reparation when disaster strikes...

...all of this is a direct result of that one decision when you noticed a species change to your world had come, saw that it was not good, & yet fed it, obeyed it--continue to feed & obey it--rather than withdrawing your precious energy & sending the error on its way, back to Source.

    Back to Source where the souls the mutations housed could have gently reemerged in properly structured bodies for full, productive lives as good-only world citizens...rather than harbingers of Death who, in the absences of life-living & life-giving properties of their own, first named, & then sought to destroy, everything.

    And so it was, for you.

    But this is not how it need remain.

TO BE CONTINUED...