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The Adam & Eve


       Preface ...................................................................
1     The Adam and Eve Sindrome ..................................
2     What’s a Woman to Do? ..........................................
3     You Always Hurt the One You Lust ..........................
4     They Rule Through Tease and Violence ....................
5     The Torture of Selfish Commitment ..........................
6     Weakedness ............................................................
7     The Dark Side of Love ............................................
8     How to Destroy a Perfectly Bad Relationship ...........
9     Sexperience ............................................................
10   Surrender! ..............................................................
11   Phony Love Is Big Business ....................................
12   Inside Mr. Nice .......................................................
13   Some Knight in Shining Armor! ...............................
14   Is Your Present Beloved the Tyrant of Your Past? ....
15   The Confusing Woman and the Confounded Man ....
16   The Sexxxhate Connection ......................................
17   Men Have Their Wills, Women Have Their Way .......
18   Marriage: It Doesn’t Have to Be a Living Hell ...........
19   The Problems of Becoming One Flesh .....................
20   So What Is Real Love? ............................................





       There is a special reason why I do not write here about natural love; rather, I expose the seductive, unnatural, deceptive “love” for what it is, in order to dispel its manipulative power. Reading this, you might feel disturbed, personally threatened. You may even think this man is crazy! If this happens, there can be only two explanations; either I am mad, or my revelations have touched a raw nerve.
       Most of us take special pride in our sensitivities, our compassion, our needs and great capacity for love. Now along I come, saying all that is weakness, foolishness—worse— downright dangerous! Human love as we know it and as handed down to us is the root of all human misery! Here I claim that our attractions and needs are, in reality, blind compulsions, the aftereffects of some distant trauma. Like moths to the flame, we are drawn into the intricate seductions of hell; and out of that, we evolve those enslaving, debilitating, and agonizing thoughts and passions that at first blush we think of as love.
       The disturbing disclosures in this work may cause you to deny or misconstrue what I am trying to say, to judge me as the supreme put-down artist. But I say that in order to reveal the truth, it is necessary to poke holes in the sacred cows of established—but false—beliefs.


       Therefore, in this work I do not tell you what love or truth is, as much as expose what it is not. My purpose is to lead you beyond the painful realization of what a fool for “love” you have been. Thus forearmed, you can shrink from the next mistake you are poised to make and go on to experience the true fulfillment you are seeking.



The Adam & Eve Sindrome


        An ancient flaw in her nature draws a woman to a weak man. This flaw teaches her to feel secure by making him fail. It also excites the weakness of the man to cling to her, which is what fuels in her a false sense of security, of power.
       This mysterious flaw in woman’s nature arises from the spirit of Original Sin; and its current mystique inherently and always appeals to, and supports, the compatible wrong in man. This misguided female spirit feels power through agreeing with what has gone wrong in man. To satisfy the need of this spirit, a man’s ego must be stroked and gratified, progressively weakened, and eventually destroyed to keep her happy. But happiness is always short-lived, because she becomes possessed by a madness she can neither understand nor control.


       Every woman instinctively inherits this black widow spider knowledge—tempting her man and sucking out his juices. Men sense the danger, but they are drawn to fulfill the mysterious and original promise of a life of glory implicit in a woman’s love. To get a man, every woman knows she must put him up on a pedestal. She rationalizes that selfish compulsion as her loving duty. It is not.
        Man is also insecure. He inherits the guilt of a wounded pride, which is forever trying to recover by employing the original spirit of its fall—the woman—obligating her spirit to give what she really cannot deliver. It is as though his need were trying to draw up through her a spirit to make good its ancient promise. Instead of improving his lot with her affections, he is made progressively worse. As long as she continues to lie, offering herself like a Las Vegas dealer, he goes on hoping upon hope on the next turn of the dice. But he goes on losing, reinforcing the spirit of the house with his vital substance.
       The very qualities that can produce real love, security, and happiness (such as good character and other noble moral traits) are the qualities that oppose lust. The lovesick female spirit can flourish only on excitement emanating from the worshipful clinging of a failing, egotistical man. It is threatened by real strength and virtue. While she needs this virtue in a man, her sick, egotistical spirit is afraid of being dominated by it.
        A man of good character is not drawn to female guile, having little use for the appeal it has for other men.


A guileful female has little use for this kind of man, because she knows she cannot have her way with him. If she wants to control a man, a woman must be of easy virtue, quick to recognize a man’s ego worth. The favor of her body completes this slavery to her spirit.
       Instant recognition of man’s ego is the theme of the original lie, which has always stimulated the evolution of male flesh to rise at each falling away of the soul. Sex happens to be the original symptom of man’s failing. It represents death coming alive, a new body replacing the dying one through the sin of pride. For man, death comes through sin, and that sin is pride.
       The pride of man lives now amid the evolutions of sensuous life that arise through failing. The life of the flesh thus appears through the mechanism of Original Sin and again when we are sustained in our pride. The guilt of the soul is assuaged by identifying with the flesh. Prideful man is proud in his body when he is in love, prouder still when gratifying his evolving lusts. By viewing a man’s sexual weakness as a virtue, a woman can, in effect, reinforce the pride of Original Sin with her body, keeping him caught up in her spell in the ecstasy of his failing. She drinks in his life substance like Dracula. While he revels in the illusive ecstasy of the lie, she assimilates his life substance.
        The slightest hint of female acceptance produces the failing that is felt as lust. Relieving this lust is where a woman’s false sense of worth, of loving duty, of security is fiendishly gratified. A woman worships to the end that she


might be worshiped. In the egotistical sense, pleasing a man is her selfish way of pleasing herself. With no life of her own, she feels what she stimulates a man to feel.
       To serve an ego is to weaken it to need service, so that in the end the one doing the serving is served, becoming an almost godlike source of both need and satisfaction of need.
If man were doing business with God, there would be nothing wrong with this arrangement, because man would benefit, in the flesh, from His spirit.
       But Satan’s spirit (operating through female guile), having no life or power of its own, can reverse the divine order of things. Through the pride of the woman, Satan compels man to give up his life and makes himself the godlike ground of man’s being by deceiving him about the purpose of his existence. There are certain types of men who love to be sustained by deception, as well as women who love to deceive—then, again, there are those who do not.
       Worship the ego, inspire the ego to become god, and that triggers failing. Stroke that failing when it appears, relieve the tension, and spiritual as well as physical life is drained away. Now begin again before man has time to see what is really going on.
        The sick female spirit can never really be fulfilled through such false devotion. She is frustrated, because the quality of this love is his very life. It is not love at all. Too much sex feeds her demon spirit, but too little threatens it. One moment she just loves his failing, and the next she hates his guts for it; yet from hating sex love rises a need for sex love to soothe her guilt.


       Every woman’s real happiness depends upon a man understanding her need for real love rather than sexual love. As long as a woman is guileful, she will suffer the agonies of (sexually) drawing spinelessly weak or violently weak men to her. Like it or not, every woman inherits some of the guile that appeals to, and excites, the ancient weakness of man; and that is what every man must eventually come to grips with. The more guile she possesses, the more exciting is the woman. The greater her guile, the greater is her capacity to fill up on weak men.
       It must be understood here that people are capable of both wholesome and unwholesome needs and desires. I am speaking now only of unwholesome desires. The lower nature must be overcome, or else it consumes the higher one, which is waiting to unfold. Sin (or guile), when it enters the soul, supplants a holy love that a man and woman might have for one another. Corruption replaces natural desires with a terribly destructive hunger for one another. Deep down what a woman really wants is to be loved for herself, not for her body or for the resident hell that men selfishly embrace for the sake of the continuance of their pride.
        The pride of man, as it has originated through its woman-mother, needs mothering to survive. It has little use for sobering goodness, simply because honesty does not help pride to survive; it does not light the evolutionary and imaginary fires of mind and body. Innocence is not the stuff that dreams (and false confidence) are made of.


Deceit excites imagination, but honesty threatens to awaken the prideful spirit to its death.
       As I have already pointed out, our mortal nature has come down from an original ego falling-away from an inner ground of being. The pride in its sensuous form is nurtured by the betraying spirit of its original conversion. Man’s confidence (belief in himself) has been altered from what it might otherwise be, founded on his faith in a God greater than himself. Because he is wrong, he needs a woman to believe in him in order to go on believing in himself and his prideful way. Man’s soul is adapted psychologically and spiritually to depend on a woman’s pretentious affection. His insanity craves and demands support from the ancient wrong in woman. His “courage” to continue in the prideful way comes through a lying love. From lying love comes the motivation to be more of a beast, doing wrong things and living the wrong way without guilt. But afterward the guilt appears.
       By reason of his sin a man is addicted to a woman’s love but fears what it does to him. True courage springs from being right. No one can stand alone or be certain when he is wrong unless he has some kind of reassurance; that is why all insecure, weak men need a woman’s love. The comforter of the wrong man is his god.
        Pride has little tolerance for innocence. Innocence sees through error and does not support it. When, through ambition, selfishness, anger, and greed, a man loses his virtue and true courage, then in his failing, he looks for the


false to sustain him. Then there ceases to be in him the spirit of true adventure that the good Lord intended. He seeks, instead, for a different kind of confidence for a different way—for those forbidden things of power and glory. From wine, women, and song he gets the false courage to go out into the world and fight, cheat, and wrestle the goods and glory from other men. Each man, backed by his woman’s love, becomes a bigger beast instead of a better man.
       Each man, guilty from his encounters with other beasts, comes home to his woman, obligating her to remind him that he is a man and help him forget his failing and what he has become. Renewing his confidence sexually, she sets him up to fail again and again. Debilitated, afraid to work and compete, he begins to spend time with the ego reinforcements of sex, booze, and drugs.
       Both winners and losers in the dog-eat-dog world of pride become less, not more. The filthy rich have their women to soothe away the hurt of playing the rejection game and so do the downtrodden. Pride is such a scoundrel that it is able to use not only the weakness of sexual love but also its eventual failing to sustain itself. Pride can hide behind any weakness, even impotence, and make it seem like a virtue.
        When a man sets a woman up to accept him, he is really making her, rather than himself, into a god. She is a god who learns to feel secure only through the power drawn from his sexual abuse of her, for which reason she allows this abuse. Once she becomes addicted to his clinging, she becomes


bossy and demanding. Now he begins to fail not only out there in the world, but also at home in bed as well. Here, in ego desperation, he may turn to other women or teach his wife to degrade herself to excite him to fail. Only in failing can he experience the awakening of new sexual feelings, which evolve out of the sin of man’s soul as it reaches new lows of depravity.
       From the love tease he now falls to the hate tease. He wallows in blame, resentment, and hate. He is fixated to that just as much as he was to love, because blaming her is also a powerful distraction from guilt. However, because hate is a response to her temptation and is itself a sin, it produces a new “life” feeling of sexual lust that, when milked for relief, produces only waves of anguish and guilt in the man.
This conflict, when relieved through blame or violence, turns to lust again, and so on, endlessly; finally someone is hurt or killed.
       It is man’s need, the implanted sin, which tempts woman to tempt him. He rubs her as if to get the genie out of the bottle! Without God’s grace to help her withstand a man’s sexual pressure, a woman is tempted to relieve the pressure through sexual service. If her behavior does not rise out of guile, then it rises out of the guilt of resenting his pressure. Relieving a man’s sexual demands is her way of controlling his rage and smothering her own resentment with his failing love.
        He pressures, she resents him, she fears him, she descends into guilt, which she tries to relieve by yielding to


his demands. But he is not better off. He feels cheated and resents her as if it were all her fault. Sex, in becoming a way of controlling a man’s rage, also becomes the key to controlling and degrading the man himself. But sexual service cannot really diminish her own private guilt. On the contrary, it is increased. The man is angry again, she is upset again. She feels resentment, which becomes guilt.
       Her guilt makes the woman feel responsible for the man’s misery, and so she relieves it to relieve her own—and everything gets worse. Her amorous consideration does nothing except teach a man to be angry in order to have his way. Suppose she stops giving him sex. Then he may grow violent again or beg—that, too, will make a woman feel guilty. But if she obliges him, he will become more violent or craven next time. And so it goes. Whether he gets sex or not, he hates her and blames her.
       While it is really all his fault, his pride refuses to see that fact. His pride must be forever served by the evil of her love and by his hatred of her deceit. If he feels guilty for his own violence, he then becomes a pathetic puppy, begging for reassuring sex, changing the rage a woman feels into pity, which becomes translated into sexual sympathy toward her subject. By giving sexual love, she tries to soothe her own guilt, doing her inherited duty for his failing pride.
        Deep inside her private hell the ancient Serpent saps life energy from the woman’s soul. She, in turn, drains it from the man. Ever since the dawn of history in the Garden of Eden, man has loved woman only for the teasing thing that


lives within her and rarely for the woman herself. Poor, misguided fool! He can only reward her failing with his own, for sex is the only love he knows how to give.
       While there are many dyed-in-the-wool whores who revel in getting away with this sort of murder, there are also many sincere women who cannot find pleasure in it. The contempt of a decent woman is different from her sinister sister’s in that her soul cannot find pleasure in being a destroyer. She simply cannot enjoy the false security of sexual power. Her sincerity allows her to see the folly of it all. Her contempt consists mostly of resenting men for their inability to save her from the indwelling evil that comes with such power.
       Real women have no ambition for power, and so they suffer from the power that they inherit simply from being female. Unfortunately, their resentment locks them into their mate just the way it does with other women.
       The physical sensitivity to women, while it is the very thing men need to reinforce their egos, is actually the source of their downfall. And blaming women for it is the other side of their downfall! Blame is an emotion of escape. Like the “love” that precedes it, it provides a false innocence—a protection from shame. It is this violent failing that awakens the love monster of sensuality, a monster doomed to be further degraded by its own resentment and blame, which generate greater lust, until the woman is no more—perhaps murdered.
        The reassuring love that man demands causes conflict in


both the woman and himself, and between them. Her hatred of him leads her (through guilt) to lose herself in his love. When this love is seen for what it is (betrayal and wickedness), they come to hate one another and are driven to distraction, violence, heart attacks, diseases, strokes, and many illnesses. In the absence of understanding, the sex impulse is never resolved and degenerates into a dangerous thing.
       No matter what the problem is, if you can’t understand it, you can’t solve it. Without realizing what is happening, man falls in love with the principle of his own destruction. People despise politicians, yet they elect them. The reason for this is that the collective ego of man has become a friend of the lie and a lover of liars. It is that evil which men embrace when it lies to them and then employ again when they resent its injustice. Both love and hate feed the vicious, slimy, sneaky pride of man.
        Beginning with a woman, a man’s entire existence revolves around embracing one form of evil or another. Through the trauma of any sin, the death self enters the mind and tortures you until you sin again. Identifying with this indwelling evil, you feel what it feels, even the guilt it suffers in the light of reality. The pain comes from evil’s conflict with the purifying inner light, but because you identify with the evil, its resentment toward correction is felt as your very own. This is the rejection of God, which makes the pain so unbearable that it forces you to escape into the pleasures of sin, where sin upon sin enlarges sin itself—a woman in her way and a man in his.


The woman’s inflamed soul, tortured by the need for power, is forced to fill itself again and again by teasing a man to death. So involved is he in the evolution of his ego through the hypnosis of this intrigue that he cannot find the truth which would save them both.
       Evil thoughts arrange themselves in such a way that they always make you doubt the truth. A woman is deceived in her mind when she believes she must save a man or make him over with her love. The satisfaction she feels in trying to prove herself is the strength of the failing man, draining away to feed her private demon. Her strength is his strength. Her false security is based on deception—lying to him, lying with him.
       The fact that her great love has actually created a Frankenstein monster or a pathetic wretch becomes a truth she cannot handle, for a woman’s love is supposed to be a glorious thing, the creation of man in the reflection of her greatness. Instead, her love is seen for what it is. Shouldn’t her experience demonstrate to her that there is something terribly wrong with woman’s love? For the most part it does not.
        A woman resents her own failing and will try harder to prove her goodness. The more sex is promoted, the more unreasonable she will become, and the more the man will react unreasonably to her. Until the day he is willing to face himself and give up his pride, the man will go mad with violent frustration or bleed to death through sex and secret


rage. He will die from blaming the woman for what is wrong due to his own failing in life rather than face up to his responsibility. After all, isn’t that the nature of pride? In its wrong it will never admit it is wrong, and that is why men need women who agree with their wrong: and women only agree with it for power.
       If a woman loves sex, it is only because she has exchanged roles with the man or confused sex with love. She will demand sex more and more and more, until her husband becomes impotent and her security is threatened. If she becomes too terrified to yield to her husband’s sexual demands, it is because she is aware of the demon inside her, gaining power over them both.
       If a man also becomes terrified of his wife’s demands, it is because he associates sex with the love that he taught her to want from him. When he comes to the end of his capacity to satisfy her growing need, he is forced to realize his inadequacy through the evidence of his impotence. Because the woman’s security is based on his weakness, she feels betrayed by his failure. Without the power of his weakness to make her feel secure, she is threatened. Dependent on sex love, a woman fears rejection.
        What a dilemma the poor woman is in! She can revel in the pleasure of contempt for his sexual abuses of her, encouraging them for the ecstasy of judgment. With sex she becomes guilty. Without it she discovers the guilt. The very thing she craves to make her secure makes her more insecure. Her loathing produces a need for loving, and loving, a need for loathing.


A woman who is conditioned to accept the idea that sex is love will always be frustrated. Her sick soul encourages abuse for her own gratification. She uses his use. Drunk on the wine of sexual power, she loses sight of her real insecurity and of how ugly both she and her husband have become.
       To resolve this “Adam and Eve” sindrome, one must first succeed in meditation. Freed from the seductive forces of the imagination, one finds the inner strength to build a new existence around a spiritual center rather than around the ruination of one’s fellows. The palaces of kings are built on the ruins of Paradise. The sensuous ego life has Satan’s nature at its core. For he has known from the beginning how his kingdom was to come. Being without power himself, he must steal it by deception. That tragedy which began in Paradise repeats itself endlessly, projecting its horror into descending generations.
       The lesson to be learned here should be clear by now. Man is an unnaturally natural creature. Pride in sensuality is simply pride in a failing. Without knowing how she knows it, the guileful female understands this fact. She rises to cater to a man’s weakness in order to establish her power, which in the light of reality is seen to be Satan’s power over both her and her man. From her, through him, come all the horrors and tragedies of this life.
        Therefore, dear ladies, if you really want to help your husband, if you truly love your man and wish him to live


long, then DISCOURAGE his amorous advances; but be careful not to reject him (there is a difference). Gentlemen, if you really love your wife, then be good enough to overcome your selfish, craven need to use her for all she’s worth. Wrestle with yourself for her sake, and she will recognize that struggle, and your diminishing use of her body, as real love for her. Soon a strange thing will begin to occur. You will have less sex but you will enjoy it more. It will be more enjoyable because love is involved with failing less.
       If a man gets what his ego needs from lying with a woman, it comes across as using her. She feels the love and hate of it, the endless cycle of frustration and hopeless despair. But lying together when using her less (and failing less) comes across as love, because instead of taking advantage of her exciting body, he denies his own selfish need out of consideration for her real need. Now she can draw upon his divine love to save him from her, and her from her private torment.
       If you are using, you cannot be loving. No one can use and love another at the same time. The rule is use less, love more; use more, love less: because if you are not using, then you are loving.
        Marriage was never meant to be an institution within which men might freely abuse their women or women use men’s use of them. For in this deadly ego game women rise like devils from a pit, and men live forever in rebellious, sickly submission. And both live in terror. Marriage is a


holy framework, ordained by our Creator, within which man can, in the expression of his weakness, come one day to understand and transcend it.
       If marriage fails, it is because there is error in people, not in the institution of marriage. Marriage is not wrong, people are! Yet marriage is blamed. It is meant to help men learn to fail less and, with God’s love, to rise above the carnal nature. Sex outside marriage can never be anything but mutual use. The grace to overcome the carnal nature can be found only within a framework of honor, where the Father meant it to be found. There can only be use in fornication, and through it man is condemned to death.
       Marriage is the place where man can, if he will, lead the woman out of the female, and the female out of her private hell. Here is where Adam finally says, “Put the apple down, Eve. I don’t want you to support my pride anymore; I just want to do right by you.” At first your Eve may think you’re crazy; she may feel threatened and try to confuse you, but something inside her, in the midst of much protesting, will breathe a sigh of relief.

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