What women are about? Is it the same as what people are about?

I probably should know myself what womanhood and being a woman is all about. I sometimes am a bit puzzled by what womanhood is in reality and what it is supposed to be. The dichotomy and contradictions are somewhat striking, not to mention traditions of being a woman. I have always been myself on battle field with the assumed view of what a woman is, can be, should be and is wanted to be, because I totally resent the idea of giving ready formulas of gender, identity and life. To me womanhood represents a cacophony and an unrealistic set of ideals that prevent women from becoming the best they could become as people. It is diminishing from the very beginning that there are things girls cannot do because they are girls, that girls have to be more careful than boys. Girls have to be protected from the world and from themselves. They have to learn  to act the roles of suitable women, suitable for someone not for themselves as women are still a possession, a package. Women have things they do and they do those things to please the opposite sex, but also themselves. To please the opposite sex pleases themselves as well.

To ask what women are about gives me an instant image of a magazine. An image where things are carefully planned, nothing is left at chance, mistakes and errors are for failures. Perfection is a perfect home and family life with satisfying work, a career even. What women are about I often feel I do not wish to explore. It is a repulsive task, because there is so little new there to find. To me it is panic over a stain, panic over not being enough, grouping and talk that sets boundaries between people. I do not want to have anything to do with it. Pain of womanhood is in difference, that they are afraid to be someone who sticks out, says against, breaks the given patterns of womanhood, making a difference is more difficult for them than they dare to admit. Why is making things different overwhelmingly difficult and a question of getting appalled over? What would that difference be that is needed? How do women get rid off fear of abandonment, fear of loneliness, fear of loss I do not know. As long as women are ruled with threat of violence we probably will be afraid, because we are the weaker sex and we believe it.

 

Labia minora kissing Venus Impudique

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Vulva is a door. It is a sow and woman riding it. She lifting her skirt with dagger in her hand. Sight chases the demons away. Pit of chastity, of virtue, entry, passage way, vestibule, horns of Uterus, Fallobian tubes, Interforamireum, space between two holes. Genitalis Mueliebris Ambitus. There was a time when female genitalia had no shame. Women didn’t have to be ashamed of their bodies.

Flesh market, market of flesh after something

Ok, first my personal experience of growing up to be self-evidently a woman was that womanhood is a kind of fullness and dirtiness of sexuality in men’s world for men, not for herself, nor that the world would be for me or her, that female body is at every response and dimension laughable and for someone else to hold and look at. What makes that of me, made me and what did it make me think of me and of the world? Femininity makes people grin, idea of feminine woman is that she is after something, something that she cannot have without having her assets pushed in front. To see female breasts and other parts of female body brings a strange immediate chain of thoughts and again a repetition of grand sexism with laughter. It is without exception the case the ridicule of what a girl is about to be, the ridicule of what she might want, want to be and why she wants, what would she might want. Because of my body parts there cannot be a brain worth mentioning was the only thought and has been somehow a solid statement despite whatever I did, the issue by what I am defined by others, it would not change nor go away no matter what I did. No evidence would change the woman in me, who is half the man doomed to be jailed and diminished because she is a curse and a menace. Incapable.
As I think of this it is a pretty powerful image of womanhood exactly because the reverse upside down image I have been forced into, because of the black and white in which one is either good or bad man or woman. She is so powerful and mighty that she is feared and has to be harnessed and silenced since she was a little girl. What she might be is already as a thought too much to take.
“Whenever black women own their sense of sexuality and it appears to not be controlled by the hetero-male gaze, the whole world gets into a tizzy,”Feministing writer Mychal Denzel Smith wrote. He continued, “If black women aren’t allowed to own their sexuality, then who does it belong to?”
http://jezebel.com/behind-every-bullied-woman-is-a-man-yelling-about-free-1629502544/+morninggloria
”In the pursuit of some elusive, undefined web ideal, women’s mental and physical safety is (and always has been) an afterthought.”

Men’s fears towards femininity that breathes outside regulated cocooned womanhood. What is a woman?

She left her panties and other underwear on the floor without thinking much who would see them as she does with all her clothes, dropping them off liking to watch them herself as constellations of random and a day; cotton, lace and strings, used, changed, private creatures which a minute ago were pressed against her body and let loose. Memory of a cloth has parts of her form. What is so disgusting about it she does not understand but tries maybe that is what she likes because she has to be pure and clean to be liked. She does not leave her clothes on the floor to stay there for weeks but just for a moment, she is not that disturbed.. It is a moment of absent-mindedness, carelessness and something of herself she likes to examine, her relationship to all. It is that she does not behave like she should behave well-mannered especially when she is alone. There are windows, anybody can see in. She malfunctions and is dislocated in places like arms, in places that are sterile and in perfect order and under control that nothing breathes there, like finding perfection in death. Demand for sterile body is against life’s natural flow, decay and against nature in her, her dirtiness, her will and her femininity that smells. Why are you so horrified but you still want to barge in, invade her and her privacy to watch her wrongness to blame her and accuse her for her being wrong not being like a norm of the civilised. Do you lack something when you do that or is it just power you like over her? Do you notice what you lack? Act of curious and wish to speak about what an abomination she is. What did she do? Fears of men have become fears of women fulfilling stripped and solid perfection to be admired. We are raised to think superiority is sterile environment just as a superior race would be. Shame of what did she do. Shame that is experienced because of her, for her and what she is.

Feminists have been treated as lunatics and criminals. Feminism as something that will pass. Those unattractive misfits, bald angry lesbians who hate men and behave like prostitutes. Those who fear say anything to put shame on dissidents. Women who don’t and did not fit nor accept the society’s mould of proper, place of woman, continuity of males as kings nor rules of hypocrisy have been self-evidently painted malaise, harmful, insane, ridiculous and difficult.

We are fundamentally biological beings dictated by hormones, chemistry, our biological functions and needs. The very foundation of Feminism is that we are equal. Our bodily differences have made it so we differ much from each other, but we bleed the same. Gender does not dictate intellect, abilities, character nor value. Feminism the ideology is to benefit all on grass root level. We are more or less feminine, we all have a mother, we all have a relationship to femininity. When women are well taken care of all society is likely to do the same, be and do well. When it is ok for a man to walk like a woman, talk like a woman and wear a dress without it being strange we have come closer to gender equality. Woman can define her femininity, her body, sexuality, decide for her life we are closer to justice and truth. Feminism is diminished down by many men and women as not needed and dead old-fashioned movement, laughable and unnecessary. If women are not able to have a say over how society should work, as is the case in many countries, then society is not working for all of its members. If women are laughed at because of their gender, if they have to be ashamed of their gender and sexuality, if they have to be afraid because they are women, it is a sorry world. If men have to be afraid of female qualities in them we live by macho dream not what is true. What is Feminism now is the first and acute question. Who can be and is a Feminist? What are the results of Feminism? They are all over and pretty fundamental. It is important in this issue at hand to decide whether to take a side or not, and which one since violent gender division exists and is held tightly upon us. Decisions on what to think, how to react, how to judge and whether to judge at all. Gender is by rule problematic, always current and touchy topic where assumptions and given orders apply like an ancient legislation. Society where anything differing from mainstream is an oddity that should be covered up, silenced and removed as indecent and infernal is not living the 21st century nor being on the nerve of things nor wanting equality at all.

What do religions mean by standing on foundations of supernatural and having authority to define the natural, through belief and tradition? It is a fact that science has developed in an enormous speed and has proved evolution and shown us how nature works. What is the difference between fact and fiction must be clear for any sane person. Belief and concrete evidence of our biology do speak different tongues. That is what we are biological beings, part of nature. No I am not denying faith nor divinity, to me they speak differently than any religious doctrines and heads of churches.

Why female body continues to remain the main object of terror and possession of man? Women are still fighting for human rights to happen on many levels. But all in all women’s rights have taken big steps forwards globally during couple of decades, lots is still to be done. It is astonishing how heavy the battle is.