jealous woman
i am no longer interested in expression and self actualization. merely logic and conclusions. theories and hypotheses. i am nothing if i am not educated and armed with knowledge. this includes knowledge of my female-ness, my otherworldly power, my earth power, my healing power, and my genius. i have nothing to prove to you, nothing to show you. for you will receive it, exploit it, manipulate it, pervert it. nothing that comes from me and into you could possibly be pure and true. it will leave my mouth, enter your brain, and come out inherently flawed. it was crystalline when it left me. born of purity and goodness. truth and knowledge, come from a woman who does not desire your demise, but your knowingness. you desire my demise, for with it, you have won the competition you have imagined in your mind. the delusion you act out in your head and in your daily interactions with other women. but my existence proves that no amount of perversion, manipulation, vileness, antagonism will eradicate me or those like me. my virtue will be reproduced despite your belligerence. i have tried again and again to impart wisdom on you, to stand as an example for you, but it falls short in practical application in your life and in your spirit. you are living in an illusion, and i am sorry for you.
woman, we are not in competition with one another. the shape of your body is not indicative of your superiority. the length of my lashes, the arch of my eyebrows, the style of my hair, the curve of my hips, the size of my breasts do not define our relationship with one another. if when you look at me, my looks give rise to an emotion in you, you are living in a delusion. for whether you like it or not, we are the same. we are of the same brood. overworked, oppressed, modern women. we can have a fat ass, big tits, good pussy, sexy hair, beautiful eyes, but it is all the same. only those who objectify us measure us in such a way. why would you subject me to that? woman, why would you measure me with their standard? when you look at me through the eyes of those men who oppress me, you become my oppressor as well. and you are delusional. for he is oppressing you as well. you devour me, and you will still be unsatisfied. and he will be full. continue, and he will have his fill for the rest of his days.
jealous woman, competitive woman, woman with something to prove. catty woman, hateful woman, gossiping woman. expand your mind. you're living in a dreamworld. there is no good better best. no superiority, inferiority. there is only woman and her power. more or less realized in individual minds and hearts.
