The more I get to know the women, the more I confirm to myself that we are not from the same planet. It’s true that we both come from outer space, but each from his own planet.
Now we have met here by chance. And what choice do we have but to somehow coexist... ...even though every day is a very special art.
In every woman there are at least three people, a devil, an angel and someone who does not know what to do with himself… Often another bus with circus mascots is on the way. A man as a fearless warrior, trained to survive under the most difficult conditions, has to cope with all these masquerades all by himself…
In most cases, he may still be thriving. But if he is beaten, he helps himself with alcohol or similar substances. But the biggest mistake they make is to go to another circus where there is an even better performance. Well, I do not write so cynically because of any recent experiences, but on the basis of an analysis of my past life and by following the lives of women from a distance. I just cannot imagine going back to a circus unless I train to be a lion tamer or just dress up as a clown myself.
When you talk to women about a woman, they say that they are afraid of themselves. I have a feeling that the women have always been the same, only the men are not such good lion tamers anymore, but we just moved away to the stands and now we watch this mess where the animals just climb one by one. The performances are lined up without any concept, and we just sit and watch.
We no longer know where to go. We would rather shut everything down and go home to mummy.
Mum, mum, mum, mum… But mum is also a woman, she is also from a circus… Why are we rushing to them? Because nobody else taught us how to be a lion tamer.
I do not know who is going to be the one to take the men away from their mothers. Maybe we should take away women’s voting rights again and cut their salaries and resignations… But that will not be possible because the men who should vote for them will not give in to their mothers. Because we have arrived at a situation where women have complete control over men … In fact, women have become lion tamers… Only lions come from nowhere.
Dear men, I hope the day will come when we too can rise from the dead and become men. Only in this way will we be able to reawaken women in women, and not that men have grown up in themselves and become self-sufficient. And we are their children.
And we still do not see it, even though we get hit on the head more and more often… But somewhere in the world there are men. Even if I do not know exactly on which continents – since the whites went to Africa, the blacks are not what they used to be… In Asia too, women are more and more in power. Australia is under the Queen of England anyway.
So we are left with lonely islands and Alaska, or we have to go deep into space so that man can return to earth…
Oh, what makes me sick when I think how far we have fallen… How men could’ve even allowed us to get down to this level… Yeah, we obviously started using the wrong head. The crisis started when we started thinking
We will now invest billions to revive the people of Earth or let human civilization fail … Basically, there is no great philosophy here.
People have to start thinking less, talking less and working more. After all, women today support men… We just have to get on our feet. But every simple thing takes a lot of practice.
That is why training centers for men must be introduced, because military service used to be compulsory. But we men will have to do it ourselves, because it is relatively advantageous for women today, even if deep down they are very dissatisfied.
If we do not push for this now, the voice of women will become too soft and we will search for it over the centuries with radio telescopes, like the sound of a big bang today… But maybe this is the cry we men need to hear to wake up?