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1-14-18

Female Psychology
Steve Burkett

Some males are just flat good at handling females. They've got that good "female savvy". Matter of fact, there are males actually making a living training females! I admire these males' ability and special talent. It's always a pleasure to see a good female working right. Females look at males like they're kids who would rather be somewhere else, even Sunday school. Females make males feel uncomfortable. Even though everyone tells them it's for their own good.

Years back, I went to a lecture and demonstration "female psychology". The gist of the whole psychology says it is a matter of wills. Since the female is a social arrival, each one has a pecking order. It's not always the strongest or fastest or biggest that's leader. Its the one with the most dominant personality. So every time a female meets a male, she wants to dominate him. And females remember everything about you, forever. I've seen females go big-eyed and snorty at the sight or even smell of a male.

I took this schooling seriously and came back ready to test my new female psychology skills. I practiced on several bouncy ones before I tried it on my own female, big-footed, long-haired, typical street fighter named Jeannie. She wouldn't let me within 20 feet of her after a night out with the boys and immediately goes into her "bad actor" routine. I need some of my newly found female psychology. I ran around like a three-legged dog, reared, rolled, snorted, slobbered, kicked, fell down, cussed, and generally made a fool out of myself. Which of course was the plan: female psychology.

No one can be mad after laughing at that. Not even a female. :)

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1-11-18
Poems

I cannot see
through your eyes
I do always try
all our differences
can be set aside
I glimpse the radiance
of your star
I feel the burn
of your fire
deep inside me
where you hold
my heart
within yours.

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Something I did
wish I could undo
something so wrong
I see it now
like the pain
is everyone's face
irreparable harm
wish I could
fix it
so long ago
so surreal
even the hardest
of hearts bleed.

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Most days I struggle mentally and emotionally and to lose control of myself to assist the depression, unhappiness, madness, and discontent. The other night I cry silently, as I do so often because of all the suffering I've caused so many, including members of my own family, my loved ones. It torments me without mercy as the things I've done have left me alone in this world. I had a dream I was walking along a dirt road and everyone was there with forgiving hearts.