Nu mai am timp de ipoteze și demonstrații, așa că voi trece direct la concluzii.
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Ideea este că dacă bărbatul deține genialitatea ca pe o creație ce asigură nemurirea unui singur individ, femeia deține creația ca pe o genialitate care asigură nemurirea întregii omeniri.
Sau mai frumos spus, după cum citisem undeva acum ceva vreme:
Fără genialitatea bărbaților, omenirea ar rămâne fără cultură, fără genialitatea femeilor, cultura ar rămâne fără omenire.
Different eyes, different size, different girls every day
Different names, different games took my breath clear away
But I’m changed, rearranged, I’m enlightened and how
You have caught me, you have taught me and I’m different now.
Take me and break me and close all your windows and doors.
Shut me off, cut me off, make me an island, I’m yours.
Take me away from the world, take me away from the girls.
Take me and break me and make me an island, I’m yours.
Running round, shifting ground, that’s the life I have seen.
But I’m tired, uninspired and I’ve wiped my slate clean.
You are mine, I am yours if the Lord will allow.
You have caught me, you have taught me and I’m different now.
Take me and break me and close all your windows and doors.
Shut me off, cut me off, make me an island, I’m yours.
Take me away from the world, take me away from the girls.
Take me and break me and make me an island, I’m yours.