The Martian's Rant...

I remember a time when men were from Mars and women were from Venus.  When my weakness was her strength and my strength was her weakness.  When men and women just fit like two puzzle pieces drawn together culminating into the beautiful bigger picture.  I want, she wants...we need. What happened? Somewhere along the way some genius thought it ok to blur the planets.  They said it was an uneven exchange.  That one held power over the other.  They manipulated this change by highlighting Mars' scant evils as opposed to what it truly meant to be different and unique.  They thought in doing so they could diminish the strength of men but in the process...everybody lost.  Venetians lost their uniqueness and with it...their power.  As a Martian, I feel somewhat lost...as I no longer recognize my planet or it's occupants.  Yet my power remains undiminished as it is still in use but so many have lost so much that they now meander the streets alone taking what they can get...just to be able to feel connected.  Planets used to meet with an understanding based in at least some modicum of truth and transparency.  Now, they must meet under a cloud of suspicion because you can no longer tell where they are from...or where they truly wish to take you...

I really didn't know how bad it was until today.  I just went into a store to grab a protein meal and was greeted by someone that actually wanted me know she was interested.  She didn't care if she looked needy or desperate.  She didn't worry about holding some fictitious "upper hand".  She just wanted me to know that she saw me.  I instinctively began to give her a look over to see what was wrong with her as would any man in this age.  I looked at her face and it was beautiful.  A bright smile accentuated by her blue eyes, flaming red hair and pale skin.  I saw no issues with her figure as it was clearly above average.  Now, she was not the first to show interest but this one had no need to as she is one that men would easily show interest in.  Usually women "in demand" don't even bother or play the "coy" game.  It hit me as I left saying nothing but "thank you sweetheart...good night" that I was awestruck by this creature.  Not for looks or anything else on the exterior but because it had been some time that I met someone that seemingly had no pretense. That wasn't afraid to give so much so soon.  She wasn't forward.  She didn't arch her back or pick something up so I could notice her ass nor did she wink or lick her lips.  Classless standards I am now sadly accustomed to.  She just showed interest.  I have been so used to "coy" and "playing it cool" after "hints" at interest are shown. Always having to read signs and body language.  Gauging facial reactions and wondering what they mean all in the name of "we can't sweat him too much or his head will explode".  Having to endure this exhausting game played by so many.  A game that has kept so many real men and women closed off.  So much so that women are stuck playing games with boys that don't know how to be men.  Too needy or too aloof with no sense of self.  Eager to please while always expecting something in return...

Think back a ways.  Remember being a kid in Junior High?  Getting a scribbled note on torn loose leaf paper that read "Hi my name is *** and I like you, would you like to meet sometime for pizza?" She didn't tell me what she wanted to do to me.  She didn't hit me with labia pics right away.  She didn't tell me where she lived.  She just showed interest.  No games played...just interest.  I just realized how important that was to me today because it is so rare.  Only to remind me of all that had been lost.

Ok so the million dollar question:  Will I pursue?  My answer now is a tentative no.  Only because I think I may have gotten the best I could ever get from that encounter...so why ruin it?  Besides, I ain't in no hurry.  Folks, the future is wide open for me and I'm open to it all.  Things and people I love are still on my horizon of hope so who knows...  All I know is that tonight I feel a little less lost and I'm glad about that. The night was "sweet-like"...I'm out

~Moses