Sad Lisa Part I.

Men are islands of hostility, surrounded by seas of indifference and alienation. Women are anxiety wrapped in appeal, with shimmers of lust.
Whenever a man and a woman get together, the anxious woman escapes the storming hostility of the man, and this way- they never really meet each other.
Yet, it is not permanent. It can change if one of them will create a change inside this initial dual power struggle. This change can have two origins- feminine or masculine.
When the change is feminine by origin- the urge of the woman overcome her own anxiety. This, naturally, promotes the possibility for a man and a woman to meet.
Another option of change (the masculine origin of change) is when his hostility lessens and the indifference and alienation become moderate. This leads to the dissolving of her anxiety and here also, men and women meet.
The first option of change is generating a superficial relationship, which is dominated by the man, who will most probably be the first one to break it off. When the second option is put in to action, the meeting between a man and a woman becomes much less sexual, much more emotional. It is much more profound. It is love material. The woman can flourish- she is the queen of this kingdom. The king had turned himself in, renounced all weapons. They are both intoxicated by the sent of roses in the royal garden.
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Bob Dylan:  – It Ain’t Me Babe..

from my window Leave at your own chosen speed I’m not the one you want, babe I’m not the one you need You say you’re lookin’ for someone Never weak but always strong To protect you an’ defend you Whether you are right or wrong Someone to open each and every door But it ain’t me, babe No, no, no, it ain’t me, babe It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for, babe Go lightly from the ledge, babe Go lightly on the ground I’m not the one you want, babe I will only let you down You say you’re lookin’ for someone Who will promise never to part Someone to close his eyes for you Someone to close his heart Someone who will die for you an’ more But it ain’t me, babe No, no, no, it ain’t me, babe It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for, babe Go melt back into the night, babe Everything inside is made of stone There’s nothing in here moving An’ anyway I’m not alone You say you’re looking for someone Who’ll pick you up each time you fall To gather flowers constantly An’ to come each time you call A lover for your life an’ nothing more But it ain’t me, babe No, no, no, it ain’t me, babe It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for, babe

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