… i am looking through the photography posts i have been unable to look at while on Block Island because of the miserable internet connection out there… it is, given the moment, a guilty pleasure… but, it is soothing… something about it helps me deal with the moment… especially as i gaze at images of the feminine in all its glorious and varietal forms… my feminine is drawn out… i believe in the feminine, Marjorie Taylor Green and other women like her aside… i suppose i believe in the feminine being feminine… i hope for the nurturing side of the feminine… not the bellicose side… i prefer that Mars stay with the men and Venus with the women… but of course, it is not like that… the feminine morphs into the masculine and the masculine morphs into the feminine… we are all capable of war and nurture…