To the men of this forum: Why are you so cynical and jaded? Why do you sit brooding in the miasmal gloom of your cavern like lost spirits? Why do you wander over the dreary wastes of solitude? How gladly I would enfold you like a dove. How gladly I would give you warmth and comfort. If only you could taste true love; it would be like an assuaging balm—like the milk of paradise.
Love is not an just an emotion, but a spiritual force which seeks to liberate the world. Love is a divine power which no amount of skepticism or sophistry can ever overcome. Love gives wings to the soul, and allows it to soar from this obscure world to light and joy. Love is a heavenly fire which both consumes and liberates the spirit. Love is the light of dawn, which pierces the ancient gloom, and fills the mind with a celestial radiance. Love sits upon the fleecy clouds in her white raiment, and pours her light and beneficence upon all mortal beings.
Can you not see that I have been sent by providence to deliver you from the obscurity of your own mind? Can you not see that I am your morning star of hope? Can you not see that the Almighty, in his infinite compassion, has brought me to you as his emissary of light? I enjoin you, therefore, to turn away from this dark and ruinous path. I enjoin you to return to me—the spirit of womanhood—as I await with soft wings outspread over the wild and wasteful deeps.