Native American teachings have always made a lot more sense to me than the complete bullshit that’s pumped through society today. As such, I recall reading about each individual PERSON regardless of gender; being two-spirited. We ALL have feminine and masculine energy and tendencies to us. It’s all about BALANCE though. So you figure that the fuck out within yourself first, and then you can pair yourself with another who matches you and has also achieved said balance within themselves. That is key to a healthy, genuine, and long lasting connection dowsed in love.
Over the years, the male visage has been tainted, trampled, abused, molested, beat the fuck up in every possible way you can be thrown a blow… yet you all CONTINUE to LET IT HAPPEN. The divine masculine has been fighting for his good name, his title. It’s become so skewed over time by an ancient piece of shit green with envy. Why? Cause he couldn’t wait his fucking turn. Patience is another virtue people. So he goes and drags the divine masculine image through the mud for centuries. An old reign of evil and terror, that sent the galaxies in disarray. Everyone tried and sent whatever help they could. Many lost hope.
There is SUCH a disparity between what HE IS AND ALWAYS HAS BEEN AND SHOULD BE to what is thought of him nowadays.
So let me tell you.
As a man,
We start off as boys. So full of wonder, life, LOVE, care, play, whimsy, energy, hope, happiness, curiosity, all we want is to have fun, love, and BE LOVED.
Then shit happens and we have to grow up, most times we have to do it too soon. With the way society is now, we all were forced to be adults when we were just babies still. We had to not only be an adult, but a mother, and a father as well. We saw how it was all being done and decided fuck that entirely. We can do it better. So we did. We became what our fathers weren’t, we picked up where our mother’s were trying so hard on their own but fucking NEEDED HELP. We saw that shit, and said… deep sigh…I’m gonna miss this but I’m needed and I can’t be selfish. So here the fuck we go. We’re parents now too.
We figure it the fuck out despite bodily age. You either sink or swim. Either way, the waves arrive just the same. So do you learn to surf, swim, play, ride, and breathe through it all? Or do you simply let the water erode you away little by little just like a tumbling stone through the sea? There is NO conceivable excuse for the way males be acting nowadays. Far less with the way they been raising their boys as well. As a kid, in an effort to “toughen me up” my father would mock me when I’d cry instead of comforting me, holding, and letting them know they’re ok. It’s ok to FEEL and not only that; but to express these emotions and thoughts too. Life can be so frustrating for a little dude who has big shoes to fill not from the previous generation but just coming into your own sense of self and identity as a man. There is SOOOOOOO much pressure put on us to be providers in every sense, excellent nurturers, on top of everything all the fucking time. WHEN do we get to relax? Right before we fall asleep all the fears of something happening to our family comes flooding in and then it’s like “Oh shit. I can’t EVER FAIL. I can’t EVER do this or that. I NEED to protect them ALWAYS AND FOREVER. I will do everything and anything to protect my family. They’re everything I love, am, will be, could be, want, and NEED.”
So as a man, you’re just so scared to lose it all.
We become stability in all forms; we love fiercely, we learn and teach each other how to fight in order to defend our love, we allow our bodies to do the loudest talking, and we just fucking DREAM of the day we fall in love with our dream person. We think of everything we will do for them, with them, and just how much fun it’ll all be TOGETHER. That’s the thing. We were not ever meant to be ALONE. It’s always as a team. As a unit we can conquer anything and everything. As partners, who are two-spirited, we fill in where the other cannot for whatever reason at any given time, because it’s ok to not be ok, all the fucking time. When you find the love of your life, you do everything for each other and with each other. You put the other one FIRST because we can’t always watch our own backs, and it BALANCES out. I put him first, he puts me first, we’re BOTH covered this way. All the while we maintain self-love of course, but that’s another hard thing to do on your own. Sometimes we slip up, but it’s ok again cause who’s RIGHT T HERE to catch you? There’s no better feeling than dancing, walking, running, gliding, sliding, flying, swimming, surfing, skating, and just truly LIVIN with your one and only babydawgg.
So when masculine needs help, fucking be there. Don’t make fun, don’t judge, cause he’s been holding it all up, and it’s not an easy thing to ask for help from others. Even harder is when your masculine and (in my case) my man, finally get together just as bros and are able to understand the other deeply and thoroughly to the point where you both relax as best buds. My baby gets so stressed but I understand, and not only do I help as a man but I come in as a woman too in my own ways at just the right times. With all the love in the cosmos forevermore.
That’s how the fuck it’s done.
The divine masc needs help cleaning this disparity up in the world.
It’s a very simple task. Yet so complex and difficult. Very rewarding though.
BE BETTER MEN.
”Pain” -Three Days Grace
”The Mountain” -Three Days Grace
”Hello Heaven, Hello” -Yungblud