You hear it. You look at women.
Everything changes. Presto! … You
can’t ground what you hear in any type of human experience.
No. You take it on faith. It is a “revelation.” A
voice from beyond—a beyond beyond beyond—where
this odd, strange, peculiar, alien Lone Male god exists.
Heady stuff. Sweaty palms. As a male you walk
differently. You feel your skin differently.
You look at animals differently. You inhale, fill your chest—Dominion! You
learn that Lone Male dominion can be yours if you submit, obey, surrender to
this god—surrender everything which up
to this point seemed human, which was a way
of human knowing, and was a sense of how one fit into the world.
Fitted into family.
You look at Other men—and
it is Cain and Abel.
It goes on from there at a rapid pace. From Chosenness
to a Promised Land to Joshua dedicating his massacres to his
Lone Male Warrior’s Quest god.
The spiritually intimate erotic is no
longer connected to the human life force. It is no
longer an experience exuding ecstasy of nature or Mother Nature
or Love or whatnot. Rather, Eros becomes defined
as sexual, not preciously
intimate. More, in the Abrahamic tradition intimate eroticism
is solely defined as genital.
Thus arises the biblical importance of having sons and
of rendering women as “useful” only
and when they give birth.
For the Abrahamic Warrior’s Quest male, genitalia assume
importance as the key identifier. Circumcised cocks
are Yahweh’s totems. This wild and bizarre
emphasis continues down through the centuries through,
for example, the Roman Catholic obsession: “If
you’ve a cock, you can become a priest. If not, …” as
well as the Warrior Quest culture’s “mine’s bigger than
yours!” obsession with guns, weapons of mass destruction,
and the penile Star Wars missile defense.
Continue—Sensually
precious skin
