I’m FragileSwan. And this is WordPress.

I don’t really know exactly why the title is, but if you just look at a 35-year-old woman next to a 40-year-old man you can see there’s something going on. Even older women who stretch vanity to the ultimate extreme:

  1. Workout every day
  2. Dress scandalously (skin-tight and cleavage showing)
  3. Jewelry that offends our Lord Jesus Christ
  4. Shoes that thrust the female body into a courtship posture (breasts heaved and bottom tipped up)
  5. Advertising what’s left of fertility (hair dangling like a maiden’s and a nail job that can be recognized further away than her face)
  6. Flanked on every side by gays that expound on how good a woman looks—for her age!

Sensual beauty has exactly one purpose! It is God’s Voice in the unspoken language known only to he who is masculine; it is God’s Promise, His Gift to the man. The woman was Created by God Almighty. God wanted to make someone from the man, for the man, to serve the man, please the man; and to bear and nurse the man’s offspring, preferably man-child! And God Created the woman to do all this silently, with cheerful obedience, perhaps while she sings hymns.

Sensual beauty is God’s Promise that: if the man shares his intimate gift of masculine love—a gift of the man himself, that the man made himself—the most intimate part of himself; he shall reap from the virgin’s chaste fertility a Divine gift of new life in the image of married lovers, and in the image of God Himself.

The man’s willingness to share his gift is genetically programmed masculine generosity imbued in the masculine male by Almighty God. A guy isn’t required to give a woman children, as can be seen quite evidently during the last 5 years.

When men stop giving women children, women lose feminine identity and purpose. They just kinda get stuck on being God’s Promise rather than the fulfillment of God’s unspoken Word to the male. Up until recently, sensual beauty was visual confirmation of virginal innocence; that the choicest bridal adornment was intact and the first fruits of the womb are yet available to be sown and reaped.

A woman doesn’t need to worry about her body after she has had intimate contact! It’s just another form of dishonesty. You have to really wonder what is going through a 30-year-old’s mind when she attempts to pose as a virgin who has not known man.

I guess a female body is not beautiful as an end unto itself. Flesh is not man’s ultimate goal. The theory of evolution clearly dictates that the temporal organic body is a relic that still exists as man attains unto his Eternal spiritual existence.

It’s like wisdom teeth. It has not been s-o-o-o long since humans used them that they have been cleansed from the gene pool, but they’re kind of pointless except for oral surgeons. The flesh is the same way. Although, transcending it is a bit trickier than wisdom teeth.

The soul forms from sentience itself. The object of the mind is Truth. The object of the heart is Love. The one who seeks God will find Truth and Love. But a woman who knows pleasure forbidden to the female cannot on her own behalf approach the Throne of Almighty God, because He will not hear His own daughter confess sensual pleasure! It’s not interplanetary navigation! It’s common sense! No father will hear his own daughter confess pleasure forbidden to the female!

How long must I endure you people!? You read ultimate Truth from the Mind of God Himself, and then toss it away as if it’s worthless! COMMON SENSE! It’s all that is required to know this stuff! Let’s get back to where we were.

The Mind that knows Truth will love his own heart that knows Love, and it is this love of the mind for the heart that IS the soul! It’s so exciting! Man’s capacity to reason and love are the basis for Eternal existence.

If a child’s father teaches him God’s Word in man’s language—the holy Bible—the child will know Truth. Masculinity is the voice of Truth, because God is Masculine. If the child’s mother teaches him God’s Word in God’s language—sacrificial love and benign resignation to do penance for the sins of her children—the child will know the mother’s Love of The Eternal Blessed Virgin, and her Son, Jesus Christ.

Every child is comfortable in knowing that his mother loves housework more than sensual pleasure, because The Eternal Blessed Virgin Mother preferred 3 months of housework at her cousin’s house to remaining in her honeymoon suite and learning pleasure forbidden to the female!

That’s why she was irresistible to God Almighty! NOW, fallen man is mentally blind, so he cannot know Truth. And his heart is laden with guilt, so he cannot know unbridled Love. That’s where Jesus comes in.

Divine Forgiveness removes blindness, ignorance and arrogance, so Truth is obtainable. Because the woman experiences sensual pleasure—a pleasure knowable to the woman only by unnatural mating (when conception does not occur)—the soul of each person has defects as unique as the person himself.

The practice of the Sacraments corrects genetic mutation on the Eternal Reality of the DNA molecule, while letting spiritual infirmities flow into the temporal body. The wicked are fit, trim and healthy, because they carry evil in their souls.

The good are infirm, blind, overweight, ugly, short, and wear white socks with black shoes because their sin has gone from their souls to their temporal bodies. Sin is hideous! But the temporal body will take sin to the grave while sin will take the soul to eternity of being burned alive. Hell is the collective sensation of:

  1. Every bone crushed
  2. The flesh being burned off
  3. Every tendon shredded
  4. Every organ ameliorated
  5. The panic of suffocation
  6. None of the biological remedies to unendurable agony (natural opiates, shock, loss of consciousness)
  7. And the abject fear of knowing that 500,000 lifetimes from now you won’t be one millimeter closer to the end.

The agony is legendary even within the spiritual dimension, where it sears the fabric of time, cauterizing itself within an entropic rift. But that’s common sense. How else could it never end? After the first 10 million lifetimes without a single moment of rest, the thought of 10 billion more lifetimes of unworldly soul-shredding floods the mind with maddening panic that amplifies the ever-increasing torture.

It is the cries of such souls as those that resonate through rock musicians and squads of urinal-banning feminists into 3-dimensional reality, scarring the collective consciousness and injecting a spiritual payload of diabolical evil straight into the souls of the living!

I hope I haven’t frightened anyone. If I did, I’m sorry. You can always turn to Jesus. Or, you can go home, pull a pillow over your head, shut your eyes, plug your ears, and deny what I write. When no one objects, you can say, “See! I told you! fragileswan is fractured ceramic!”

Ah, vanity. All things under the sun are vanity. If you see something, hear something, experience something, know this: what is now has been before. Nothing is new under the sun.

I see a great evil that a man who has neither son nor brother knows no end to his toils, and wealth cannot satisfy his greed. This too is vanity and a chase after the wind.

And then there is the man who grows rich by living sparingly. He partakes of his bread alone. He knows not which meal will be his last; then all will be left to others. This is a sad and evil thing to the miserly, but in God’s infinite Wisdom, the wicked store up riches to be given to the righteous.

OK, I got a little carried away. Male-female equality dictates: as either a man or a woman approaches the age when reproduction is no longer possible, it causes the visual sensation we call, old. It could have any name, but in English it’s called, old.

Men are able to sire children their whole lives, and the darlings of their later years are yet blessed of the atonement sacrifice of each new virgin. It just pisses me off, because it isn’t really equality. At any moment during his life a man can just pack up and start over with some perky, taut tanned toned, nubile and fertile virgin who has large firm well-formed pointed-up breasts to nurse his babies on, while the guy whose older than her father watches!

How infuriating! A woman says, “What could they possibly have in common! I mean, with him, and HER, and the whole thing.” A man says, “So she doesn’t speak English. Talk is overrated. If she leaves me she gets deported back to her drunken father in the Ukraine! She’s under my thumb, and I love it! A woman should be felt not heard.”

I hate that! OO-OO-OO! I want to kill that guy! What a pig! But that’s the Truth. A woman has one blood sacrifice of innocence. After it’s gone, she can no longer bear blessed children by any other man. That’s why girls should protect their virtue, even unto death!

It is better to die a virgin than to live soiled, knowing everywhere she goes they’re all looking at her—whispering about that one—a bad one she is! And every night she kisses her sweet little child goodnight. He’s so cute with his glowing yellow eyes, two horns and a sharp, hooked tail.

“OK kids, you said you’d go to sleep after a heartwarming blog-post.”

I’m just practicing for when I have kids, which might be never, given the ill-mannered state of manhood in the Third Millennium. I mean, do guys really think they’re fooling anyone?

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