Fellow-Seekers! In finishing E. Stein’s Die Frau, I did not wish to make a closely quoting of her material, but in the depth-sense I have been reflecting as much on her not infrequent discomfiture of the Man-as-Slavemaster, as well as the primary status of Catholic Woman as instrument of peace and domesticity. Her disparagement of man hood as of some obscene tendency to total power, repulsive to her and greatly so to me-- cisM trying to become like those with natural wombs and of estrogen, deeply penitent of the inevitable stain my natural testosterone and androgen have inflicted on the newing order, the matriarchy with Mater Generatrix atop of the Governance coming.
Yet I do not think that being mindful of the male as in the image of Joe Hovah, or any yes even the drilled-in-ness of any Christian catechism does best to tame the dangler man into the etiquette that cleanses “him” of that sin of grabbing mastery, over the World, especially Her World, the only world there-be, one-verse/universe, the Salve of Regina.
The best training to rid the Stud of Hybris would seem to best be coupled with his thwarted Dominion, that school that knocks him hard, with the poverty and scorn by the most humiliated of Her Kind kind. Generatrix, he needs but learn, begets Adams, and when the Devil’s Advocate asks him if true that She is his spare ribs, he demurs, thence finds a place in the bliss of the begotten.
Testosterone and the birth sin with it are not utterly washed-away in baptism; “concupiscence and lust have of itself the nature of sin,” the ninth of my 39 Articles in my Prayer Book (the Common) instruct me, and such passions root in testosterone, yes deep in unhumiliated men, as well in the wombed as “deep ditches” (cf. Proverbs 23.27); I speak as one bitten badly in calling the testosteronic “love,” and I am repenting via humiliation and estrogen, etc.
I think, I tell ye now, that I shall continue to entrhrone the Generatrices, the Theotokoi, the Mothers-- a never and ever nether He’en that shall never but by reverence-distantly attain-- and now it seems
. . .that I need to study the great diverse and wailing feminists of Woman’s History. . . with E. Stein bitter with Husserl regarded as weibliche secretary of his shorthanded notes, rejected for her love by two Lordly men, and I think the bitter quality that emerges betimes in Die Frau toward the testosteronic gender, his hood, and she will be a North Star
. . . to my studies of the Feminine feminists, here let me include Wollstonecraft, and deemed sinful and in the Catholic Index of Prohibited Books, the Simone de Beauvoir of special memory to existential-phenomenology, then-- if I can get a used “pauper’s paperback of The Feminine Mystique, I can further the depth of my surrender to Her, Queen of Heaven, Queen of Peace, the Salve of Regina.
vernonlynn stephens, avowed hermit, sissy, penitent, proud in surrender to Mom
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