How female is the warrior in you?

How male your muse?

My warrior is intrepidly male through and through.  Picture Conan the Barbarian.  Submit him to a year-long modern steroid regimen.  Exile him to a nearly lifeless and barely livable desert planet under the sun of Arcturus where killer asteroids are routinely crashing all around and gamma rays storms must be avoided  at all costs.  Tell him that the love of his life has just been kidnapped and raped by slimy Killer Clowns.  Then ease back and enjoy the ensuing  meditation in action.  Hey, I’m not talking physical appearance here—haha, but body energy, baby, fire in the belly.

My muse, however, is about 80% female and 20% alien.  (Isn’t that distinction redundant for a man?  Or is the 20% actually male energy that’s merely seeming suddenly alien to me?).

How loved are you as a lover?

And, if ‘Love is its own reward’, as the Trappist mystic monk Thomas Merton maintains, if you feel too unloved, then who really is to blame?

How female is the warrior in you?

How male your muse?

My warrior is intrepidly male through and through.  Picture Conan the Barbarian.  Submit him to a year-long modern steroid regimen.  Exile him to a nearly lifeless and barely livable desert planet under the sun of Arcturus where killer asteroids are routinely crashing all around and gamma rays storms must be avoided  at all costs.  Tell him that the love of his life has just been kidnapped and raped by slimy Killer Clowns.  Then ease back and enjoy the ensuing  meditation in action.  Hey, I’m not talking physical appearance here—haha, but body energy, baby, fire in the belly.

My muse, however, is about 80% female and 20% alien.  (Isn’t that distinction redundant for a man?  Or is the 20% actually male energy that’s seeming suddenly alien to me?).

How loved are you as a lover?

And, if ‘Love is its own reward’, as the Trappist mystic monk Thomas Merton maintains, if you feel too unloved, then who really is to blame?