Essay On Men.

About a man. A prudent, smart, classy woman ought not to be jealous or envy about him. She should follow her own interests, stick to her career path, climb up the ladder, do what she's best at and by the profound dose of enthusiasm makes her most happy. She should not think he's not gonna go after a bit of skirt. Of her unprecipitously wise mind, should she consider that, if he's ever to desire an other woman to get her laid, he's just gonna do it, magnetically. The, so to christian her for the sake of this post, first woman attracts her [or not necessarily] man simply due to what she herself has built, all mental style possessions. Owing to what established was, what has absorbed been by her. What she, as the very precious, rare entity, is in her very own self. Any deviations or let it be divergences from what she is admired for, will only result in a fiasco. This is because it's hardly possible to be somebody else contrary to the all what she's built for the whole life as it is sth totally different. To give a brief example: one woman is a prominent linguist whose ideas are always brilliant and her talk can make every man into what she wants them to be. The other, or the second one, as it more preferably will appear here due to the fact, the first term bears rather positive connotations which we, in this case, want to avoid. Back to the core, the second one is, let's presume a model. Beautifully carved, exuberantly caring about her externals, not that I'm implicating her intellectual inferiority 'cos of that, not on Earth, but she's different from the first one in this issue, for sure. The first one is not stuck up, selfish or vainglorious. Too serious to be keen on what to wear. Like she did not like fashion or beauty stuff or whatsoever. It's not the thing. The first woman will chiefly not allow her mind to think, even for a while, that the second might be a threat 'cos of her otherness. All she has to do is be aware of her unique value. If she showed any hesitation over how she's like on the in n outside, revealed longing to such "form" of femininity [which she is not, cos she driven by else matters driven was] she's lost. Literally. For the fact, men adore firm, self-conscious, self-confident women with passion, first n foremost, [that is]. Consciousness is the greatest power, n it's advisable to one [talking about woman here, solely ] to be aware of the surrounding diversity but never perceive it as, so to call them, 'threats'. To infer that nothing unpredicted happens if one sticks to what one is best at n excels at, being happy of it, strong, independent, perhaps ignoring the other ones, equals a peaceful state of mind and relationship. On the one side, at least. Ignoring, by the way, is a very sly n mercenary course of conduct. Men love bitches after all. From here on we are indisputably driven to the conclusion that: you know you love me XOXO