How To Make The Lamb And Lion Lay Together?

Thou Art Lion. The Lamb is yet still so small that it will trust you with utter nakedness every breath it takes before your violation. Never perform violation and so never introduce Fear to your humble Wivery.

Begin with the utter lie that your jaws are not capable of consuming her even should she call forth that desire in you. Until this Lie is truth, all lambs you meet will eventually meet your teeth. Until your lamb-betraying guilt moves you to prostrate yourself before the lamb, illness-of-predation haunts and makes partial the Whole in you. In you, and not encompassing you. Making separated you.

Man is nothing without Woman's eternally unerring guidance - It's in the whole symbolic setup! You can't change the archetypes, you can only move with and between them. Alpha and Omega; Woman and Man. Man must consume and destroy the innocent Lamb before He can see what he is - morbidity; fear of bodily death; Death. Non-Being itself is the reality of the masculine energy. It is the only way movement is breathed.

Your guilt over being the sole intrusive force in the entire dynamic between Yourself and Thy Lover will move you to terrible aggression. Let Not this touch Her - you know it to be only borne of Her Sacredness- insist upon soiling only yourself and never her with your failure to grasp her - all else is rape.

This will hammer and reshape you until you are killed by it, and if then your Wife loves you, She Will Restore You. This is the only way that Man's Restoration can happen, just as Woman's restoration can only be in the Absolute UnDoing of Rape Itself.

Watch your love for the Feminine, but do not intrude- you may enter only by insistent invitation. Watch as your helpless love murders you by her hand, and how you survive your death. You live to serve, for She Is and Thou Aren't.

Your Breath is Her Being; Her Being Thy Breathing. Be gentle, and command with utmost obedience. The only way.

This is the ONLY way.

A bully is he in whom laughter is only elicited by sin and not by innocence. When I went into and through this, my adored friend laughed at the innocent wetting of a puppy in his lap, and twofold was my displeasure, henceforth set to ignorance until this very day: that were I Ryan Truman, I should not have so gaily been brought to honest delight at dog-piss; and fuck the guy so much better and higher than I so capable.

Shame and self-abasement through vilification of the other. A Truman or Child of True Man (coincidence and semantic certainty = Truman was still only a teenager last I saw or heard). This would stay sick and sickening in me until Now.

An innocent like my old old friend is one in whom innocence of his ilk, that is any innocence, whether convenient or troublesome, stinky or spicy, harmonious or jarringly disruptive - all innocent phenomena is inclined to elicit laughter, joy, nurturance of the wise maturity of innocent naivety. And because of the impossibility of disgust at the witnessing of simple young nature, likewise was the impossibility of his being brought to foul delight over cruelty. At least so far as I ever managed to befoul him- God do bless and keep him now and then! This utter and Absolute man never took the slightest satisfaction from knowing my only trouble with him was pain all of my private Own.

The bully is never reminded of the innocence he has lost by further stripping him, he has lost it and also forgotten himself. Remind him that he can be made to laugh upon himself in any way he can behold himself, and he is free. In him will no longer move any sort of violence, even if this must only come at the Death of adolescence.