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Virgin Monk Boy's avatar

What lands here is the refusal to turn truth-telling into a blood sport. Naming misogyny without turning men into cartoon villains or women into saints is harder work, and it shows. The part about transformation being slow, unglamorous, and unfinished feels especially honest. Also yes to the erasure of older women. Patriarchy loves a woman right up until she stops being useful to it. The Queen era you name feels like the plot twist history never planned for and desperately needs. This is the kind of conversation that actually changes rooms, not just minds.

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What this post awakened within me is the sense that the feminine carries an extraordinary capacity for self-renewal (a magical capacity to give birth to herself over and over and over again). There is a willingness AND DESIRE to enter cycles that require descent, to move downward into uncertainty, grief, or unknowing; trusting that something essential is forming there. The momentum of going down is that we (all of us) reach a higher point as we spiral upwards again. This rhythm of eternally dissolving and re-emerging feels ancestral, cellular, and deeply intelligent. Each return carries more depth, more clarity, more authority earned through experience rather than assertion. Because the feminine is generous, this gets infused into the world.

There is something profoundly powerful about honoring this cycle as a strength rather than a liability. The repeated movement through darkness and emergence is how wisdom becomes embodied, how insight gains weight and resonance. When this capacity is respected and protected, it changes how we understand leadership, creativity, and spiritual maturity. It feels like a superpower that deserves reverence, space, and cultural recognition, especially in a world that rushes toward permanence, emotional enslavement and certainty rather than transformation.

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