《Ishtar's smile》Chapter 24: Woman-Lady
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I finally got what I hoped for from Utu and... did you ever had a sexual intercourse that redefines the very meaning of your existence? Well, it was my case: it went so horribly bad that I write these lines sitting in a closet, a blanket on my head, with the sensation that I somehow touched infinity in the worst possible way. He too did not 'win' what he thought he would. I had promised the lad an experience « beyond anything he could conceive ». Of course! I'm deeply retarded, what did you expect? I need to update my title: « Goddess of Frustrations » describes me better! It would be so much easier to accept if I had some idea of why this humiliating failure happened...
Anyway, let's change the subject. It's nothing but a stupid anecdote. Let's start thinking of it that way right now, shall we? So, we've been talking lately about Xihe and Freyja's explosive love affair. There is still more to say, especially about the latter. I imagine that in your future, the image of our charming queen may evolve. I dare to believe that a quick collapse towards patriarchy may alter the everyday perception of people toward their goddesses. However, do not see in such a comment any judgement: both matriarchal and patriarchal civilizations have a repressive attitude, especially in matters of morals.
I don't know how much my sexist side affects my view of the issue, but having lived under both, I feel that a patriarchal society will be better tolerated. By me, at least. Now, please understand my opinion properly: they are equally primitive. Having said that, do you think a country where your grandmothers decide laws would be better for a woman? Consider this: how many fathers adore their little girls unconditionally, compared to mothers? A world dominated by a patriarch usually condemns its girls to servitude, as possession. For the other side, sons are tools and daughters a nuisance.
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Nevertheless, I admit without hesitation that my argument applies less easily to humans. As an Eloah, it is I who accept submission. If you don't have any of my powers, the average man will prove to be more dangerous, physically, than a majority of broads. Therefore, I can see how this could be problematic in the long run. Still, this will never stop a girl from deciding where furniture goes in your own house. If she wants her bed against another wall, you can be sure it will go there! « A relentless force, devouring everything over time. » Anyway, I'm not bringing up this topic just to ramble about the female condition: Freyja, who embodies the ancient ideal and my own person, who is made in her image, will soon be an anomaly, not the norm.
We are both products of a highly meritocratic society that puts conquering femininity very much to the fore. The title « Woman-Lady » comes from a joke promoting this idea that Freyja might be an epitome of unbeatable perfection, « lady among mere women ». Now, of course, you have the right to retort: « You're not the only ones coming from the old days! » Indeed. That said, few reinirs and sieds stayed behind during the evacuation. My presence is an unfortunate accident. Our survivors continued to fight a millennium after the Flood. My colleagues were so adamant about « protecting their men » that eventually, female Elohim became a minority!
A treasure of irony when you remember that a woman is far more likely to achieve enlightenment. Your planet will become the only place in our galaxy where people have reason to believe in masculine superiority by default, your gods being overwhelmingly males. Combine this with the inherent tendency of primitive societies to descend into patriarchy, and the logical conclusion is hard to ignore: the ancient culture is going to die out soon.
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For example, in almost the entire universe, it is accepted that a girl decides alone who will be the father of her children. It's so basic that writing it down on paper makes me feel like I'm taking you for a bunch of idiots. But here's the thing: without an Eloah teaching antediluvian customs and having mostly guys as examples, who can predict future? A woman always has total certainty about her motherhood. A man facing his fatherhood? Much less so. The only way to guarantee that he is a legitimate father, which is indispensable in a civilization where parenthood determines authority and obligations, is to control women's sexuality with an iron fist.
Consequently, all our habits will quickly appear crude, if not downright offensive. With the exception of rare irregularities, aggressive sexuality is a hundred thousand year old tradition in the Great Slope regions. What will people say about Freyja's harem or my own tastes? I refuse to change my ways to accommodate your ideals, in any case!
Otherwise, I don't blame my Leilin for having a 'thing' for Freyja in the past. What lesbian would remain unmoved by the perfect woman? I suspect that my geneticists would have built me based on her, even without any guidelines. It was an opportunity to create the clone of a legend, who could be admired at a lower cost. My lovely wife must have been counting on it, unconsciously, to assert her dominance, she who enjoys the result. In the meantime, what personality is left to the one who was made as an imitation? I had to wait for my basic training as a knight, before I get a chance to realize it. My colleagues made discreet but persistent remarks, until I met the Queen of Sied by luck.
She seemed as shocked as I was. How would you react to the sight of a copy of yourself? Our esteemed monarch obviously requested my presence in her quarters, where she literally stripped me naked to examine my body. I discovered more about myself in those few hours than I did in my entire childhood! Freyja, although unusually pale, is not an albino. Her skin has a distinctive, silky texture. Her majesty changes the color of her eyes and hair so much that no one can tell if she is naturally blonde or ginger. My chest is bigger, though. Her opinion about me? I'm a 'disgusting toy'!
Her words still hurt my ego to this day. That will be the only negative thing she says to me. We've had an excellent relationship ever since, although I doubt she'd take me seriously. The rivalry between my wife and Xihe escalated sharply after that. Understandable, my whole existence must feel like an insult. Visualize the situation: your rival has paid for a counterfeit of the love of your life, whom she regularly confronts and defeats in battle, before 'conquering' her in a bedroom. What will be your response? I would be offended too! So this is where her obscene pledge to 'take me' came from.
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