Church of Fatherhood

The temple of fatherhood seems presumptuous for me to write about, let alone temple of men – of which fatherhood is part since I am not one. So, take what I say with a grain of salt- I’m basing this on observations I’ve had of fancy restaurants, old libraries, and doctor’s lounges -and I keep getting ‘downloads’ of ideas and pictures I feel I should share with you.

It’s named a ‘church’ because Chet is in the word which reminds us to focus on the goals of a bigger picture which is our personal ‘mission’ and dharma. “u”, from Vau/Vav ו is a foundational bridge between two G-d driven realities. one “i” reaches out to support another materially (this includes conversations). “r” contains a sense of continuous, as Resh ר-from words bearing G-d’s entities, always come.

This place reminds one to strive- as we do for our whole lives; it isn’t a temporary condition, unlike motherhood which is.

This is a building for self-empowerment. It is yang by definition. It’s entrance– points upwards – dome shaped with a spike atop it -like Trojan helmet.

First the logo – is a glowing, almost flaming penis. Wisps of fire come off of it. Really that’s because it is not circumcised. (No one needs to get their foreskin chewn or cut off symbolically– unless there’s an emergent reason. Now if you really like to do it – fine, but don’t blame it on adherence to a belief system; base your decision strictly on if it brings you more pleasure to do so – so when you’re a consenting adult. It’s a form of both scarring effacement and mutilation. We don’t need to sacrifice our desires any more- incorporate them into craft instead.)

This dick stands– out there pointing a little – not fully at attention between two legs, unlike the David’s – in Florence, Italy. Obviously the AI can’t make this image – would be considered soft porn.

This penis, has two balls in a sac, which if you’re a guy you probably know, continuously lift and lower alternately. Just as lives and worlds come into focus – as he switches from pa’s world to ma’s and vice-versa, it takes a second.

 Penis skews left – towards home and family – and to remind we focus on what we receive personally. With a genuinely supportive home, which he creates with his words and actions, he’ll have his most success.

There is only one penis at the entrance, because even though everyone there has one, only one speaks at a time; this is a hallowed area.

With his voice alone, it only takes one man to create his world as he likes it. Since a man, within his personal family collective of spouse and family, by nature of his voice’s depth- has natural command.

This is not so at the temple of Fatherhood and men. There he must distinguish himself in some way. Here there are voices high and low, tenor and bass. While the ‘albinos’ have natural attraction – and are welcome, the rest know he’s ~emanation of them.

Boys are welcome when they’re interested.

Unlike the souk collective, where each works in their preferred area, at this temple, no work is performed- even if talked about.

Until he realizes his own intrinsic worth, those tallest and with most resonant voices, will still seem ‘alpha’. Once his confidence is restored, these visual and aural leaders won’t be so relevant.

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At the entrance are two pillars – the colors of the oldest trees nearby –which here, would be deep earth brown as my garden of Eden is a temperate world. Pillars are to remind we are G-d’s forces brought into form and also that we are emanations of Gaia as we walk through them.

The mature men’s doorway is black – with intricate red decoration – perhaps with some zig-zag. Highlight with white, if gold is added. The boy’s entrance is more muted – wavy not jagged. With honing he creates his edges.

The roof is green verdigris – so blessed by copper- symbolic of Venus’s relationships and abundance that follows from them.

Through the doors, one finds themself in a green octagonal room with domed lit ceiling. This is to remind there’s always a higher power! There are no library books but congregation areas.

(The color brown incorporates red, blue, and yellow in some proportion – so love, truth, and wisdom; green is blue +yellow – truth and wisdom. Browns will lighten in time.

Dispassionate green is without red. Green allows a soma to cool down metaphysically and physiologically. I was quite startled by the power of this once entering a room after a hot day with just the green color on my eyeballs!)

At the entrance is a captain’s wheel which he’s welcome to give a spin to. This is brass. There’s a lantern hung from the ceiling.

The carpet is a deep green; further on the walls mahogany-hued painted or fabric -with black vertical stripes laced with blue sapphire and lapis. In time, as men’s eyes adjust to seeing more colors, this may shift. Currently most subsist in gray scale.

Decor is uniform throughout limiting eye clutter. Ironically this is essentially Yin. Walls, floors, and ceiling are specially sound-proofed – you even have to step up to enter into them. There are no echos. Breathing automatically slows.

Some fatherhood temples will have areas for men’s bathing together – as they have all over the world now. There will be exhibits about up-to-date contraceptive methods. as well as exhibits about man’s natural changes – especially as his tests lessen. With stable relationships and conditions,  and an absence of war-like conditions, testosterone drops a little –he needs less to be so rigidly propulsive. Everything is still OK; she’ll relax and soften too! You’ll still be able to get it in there.) Some may have astrology consultations – for upcoming event planning.

Except for the 2 hours on Wednesday (youth day) and/or Sunday (family day) when it is “open to anyone”- just like one’s world is in reality, it’s sacrosanct- men with living penises only who can relate to penises having their own ‘brain’.

Although If there’s public demand – then sure can add more hours – but leave at least 2 hours again so there’s time for men only — just like in mother’s temple.

Perhaps let the almost -full-days be on a rotating schedule. Since different fathers will be most comfortable in a temple ‘matching their demographic’ there will be several- they can all take turns.

Maybe there’ll be memberships and passports to certain parts that require more upkeep; you can get them stamped.Mom’s probably won’t have these – her needs (for now) are practical.

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There’s a main room with mountains on every wall – like giant mural – except in front. Rivers flow from each range. Rivers represent the feelings we have about our situations.They flow, they continue, the pass.

The murals each have their own perspective – immediately entering, to one’s left : pictures of big mountain walls rise, such as one experiences visiting the alps by train  – reminding earth Gaia, along with your ancestors, is here to sustain you- though she’ll send challenges and tests.

Ahead is open – to the veranda or garden- preferably towards the south or west; whatever direction has most light if you’re in the northern hemisphere. To the right looking out and over – such as how we naturally view our physical relationships with those who seem smaller –yet are in fact mountains themselves- were we to get closer.

Along the back wall -you’re amongst equals- your last view leaving is the view of being a ‘peak’ amongst- no one taller than another.

Power is accrued by holding space- witnessing silently but actively, when another speaks from their heart– but saying less. Those who have more power get more done in a given situation. Those who speak powerfully, with the fewest words, tend to dominate relationships. Though this is natural, you must learn to stop, look at, and listen! This models equality.

Each time I open my mouth and speak, I create an etheric vacuum within my being. As I dynamically emit, my soma (eardrums and heart) ‘expects’ a response. Wants to be assured my words ‘landed’. Without this reassurance, a void is created. That’s ok; it’s for the others exploration and my ‘job’ in the moment, by virtue of my natural (verbal) stature, to stimulate this amongst my collective. He who can channel his “vacuum” effectively, will become successful.

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Given that as a whole, men experience less physical disappointment, shaming, frustration, imbalance, etc than do wo(e)-men or wo(mb)-men, their ‘glands’ and secretory neurohormonal pathways, other than adrenals, aren’t ‘as developed’. They’re there, mostly vestigial.

The only gland our cultures (so far) have rewarded is (blind) rage – which is useful when you’re about to kill yourself in another man’s war. We westerners have large adrenals that are fatiguing.

Other than being angry – they’ve little experience of range possible.

For this reason, you could think of them as overall ‘drier’, than their fe(y)-male opposite.

After being immersed in a sea of (glandular) feelings, men may appreciate the chance to defuse, dry off, ground, and recenter. Over time, they’ll self sort in this temple gravitating to those with whom they share more bandwidth- just as they do now in gyms, bars, and bowling alleys. But instead of getting a dopamine/adrenaline high with each other it’ll be ~sweeter- for lack of a better word.

Perhaps there’s a ‘we work’ space; or even a hookah bar.

Smoke, like perfume reminds of all that is transitory. The only constant in your life is you! You’re being is like a bell, and needs quiet to collect your thoughts – thou oughts, before it can straighten out and ring clearly.

That’s for starters. Perhaps I’ll think of some other stuff.

Please let me know if I’ve left anything non sex-based out that’s important! Sex and romance gets its own important place.