male fantasies

June 30, 2019

Hey, I see this 30 Million-Year-Old Praying Mantis preserved in a pristine piece of Amber. It reminds me of male fantasies – male fantasies about themselves and women and everything else. Fuck, the whole world is run on male fantasies: every man wants a nymphomaniac virgin who thinks of nothing but satisfying others and fucks like a Maschinenmensch; they want a Goddess to set-up on a pedestal, or force down on her knees. A pornographic priestess who fucks the whole night through. And women have to be able to take whatever is dished out to them – they even have to pretend they aren’t catering to male fantasy,  which in itself is a fucking male fantasy! Women are reduced by male fantasy to gynoids that serve. Like Wonder Woman giving head on demand,  and pretending she has a life of her own outside of male fantasy. But it’s not true. She doesn’t, because she submits to male fantasies, accepts them, partakes in them, becomes a disembodied voyeur watching herself in a starring role centred in – male fantasies.