Women? Well, how do I put this? Women and nature are allies.
If you want to understand us, just watch how flowers bloom in spring, how fruit
trees bear pears, how winds brush against your sadness, how all of it melts
into a deepening well of joy and how colors of the sky wrap your every memory
ever. It is a void you must walk into and experience with every nerve ending of
your body.
It is to watch a tiger kill, a butterfly wither, a bird
sing, a lake freeze. It is to watch the forest come to life in reds and oranges
and then to watch it all disappear and die. It is to go into a desert naked
with no map. To know wilderness in ecstatic motion. It is to embody the spirit
of the wild, to look a lion in the eye, breathe and befriend it. It is to plant
a fire in all your senses, burn and surrender to pleasure. It is something you
must taste, something you must wrap your tongue around and feed off in order
to survive.
It is to nourish yourself, to give your soul the fundamental
element it needs in order to exist. It is to accept us as the nectar flowing
from the dark and wet birth canal of creation, here to impregnate you with
lively passion.
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