A Knight in Shining Armor  

SecretKeeperr 48F
61 posts
12/8/2005 2:06 am

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A Knight in Shining Armor


At once, I was displayed, lost in another's view, caught in the trap of convention, judged and abused by contradictions.

Are we to be ladies in waiting? Waiting for our Knight to ride up and declare his allegiance of loyalty for the fight of our honor? And this is the century of what season?

Help me understand. I mean, I am the most romantic of creatures perhaps ever known to man, even so.. When is the delivery of such promise to be won?

Why is it "cheap" for a woman to have need? When it is considered, "normal" for a man of the same?

kats60 56F

12/8/2005 4:04 am

id love for a knight in shinning armor to ride up and save me, but in todays fashion, itd be a new pickup, lol....with a terribly high payment,,, kat


smartnfun1961 55M
30 posts
12/8/2005 5:26 am

Culture is the ultimate grace and damnation in human existence. On the one hand it gives us all our tools of expression and opportunity, on the other hand it selectively takes them away even more capriciously.

Cultural assessments of women's "cheap" need and men's "normal" need are merely reflections of the power structures that have developed in the culture - and those are evident enough in our own cultural history however much we witness a breaking of the structures in the last generation or two.

Perhaps your question(s) reflects more of an internal struggle than a struggle with the current culture: does you soul desire to be rescued by a Knight in Shining Armor, or (to pick another possible image) does it desire to conquer its object in the style of the female Amazon Warrior?

But I find the juxtaposition of passive/agressive here unsatisfactory, and a bit repugnant.

How about a different image altogether? How about that of the lonely pilgrim, slowly but surely making her way to the object of desire. Suddenly, unexpectedly, she is joined by a fellow pilgrim. There is no rescuing. There is no conquering. There is no judging. Only sharing. A common goal, common desires, common needs. Friendship. Unity. Union. Bliss.


SecretKeeperr 48F
56 posts
12/13/2005 1:29 am

No, no.. never to control, or be controlled, -- except when agreed upon play -- equality fashioned for the sexes, I guess, is what I'm trying to say. Yes, of course, to be consumed is a primal desire. This I can never deny. In my essence, I have power. In my person, sometimes, I am weak. Is it odd to seek renewal? In passion, inferno's blaze. I never desire to make a fool; nor do fools I desire to make.


smartnfun1961 55M
30 posts
12/13/2005 9:10 pm

Yes, the equality born of complete appreciation of one another, mutual respect and admiration. The renewal of life's hope through the sustenance of another's passion, character, and care.

The mystery I desire is the melding of physical passion and soulish apprehension. For these two to merge in one experience, this I think is the bliss that is possible for humanity.

How could such a thing be? Ah, that is for another discourse. . .


SecretKeeperr 48F
56 posts
12/13/2005 10:30 pm

"soulish apprehension" hmmmmm

This stirs me.. quizically. If not a real word, then would it be better said, as Alice phrased it, finding herself in a strange and unfamiliar land, having fallen down the Rabit's Hole -- "I do say, things here grow curiouser and curiouser." ::smiles::


smartnfun1961 55M
30 posts
12/15/2005 9:51 pm

Well, stirred and shaken, tell me:

As you find yourself more and more disoriented by the strangness of the land you're not walking in, what or whom will you look to get your bearings? Where will you find a Cheshire Cat? Will you avoid the Queen of Hearts?


__Huntress__ 55M/57F

12/22/2005 10:12 am

I think that men will always fear a woman's need ...

{=}


SecretKeeperr 48F
56 posts
12/28/2005 10:34 pm

Huntress,

Sadly, Ironic

I hear so many complain of wanting more
Then too afriad to fully explore
Fearing themselves to ever be enough
When captured in the huntress stare..

:: grins::


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