There is a deep, tragic mismatch between female and male love, there is a strange misunderstanding and a terrible alienation. A woman is a creature of a completely different order than a man. She is much less human, much more natural. She is primarily a carrier of sexual elements. In the field, a man means less than a woman. A woman's whole sex, her sexual life - her whole life, capturing her entirely, because she is a woman, not a man.
In a man, sex is much more differentiated. A woman by nature always lives alone, does not contain much. A woman does not understand this ability of a man to contain the fullness of being. A woman gives herself much more to one, to what she now possesses, one experience that displaces the rest of her life, the whole world. A woman has one thing done to everyone, in one she sees everything, in one thing she puts everything into one. All being is identified by the woman with that condition that possesses it at present. A woman suffering from undivided love will always answer the question of what is being: being his undivided love. This peculiarity of female nature is associated with a relatively weak sense of personality and great dependence on time, on the changing in time experiences.
In male nature there is a stronger sense of personality and greater independence from the changing states of the time, a greater ability to combine at all times the fullness of spiritual existence. In male nature, there is the ability to experience it yourself at any time, that is, regardless of time, the fullness of the spiritual life of his personality, always feel yourself in the fullness of their powers.
A man is not inclined to give himself exclusively and inseparably to the joy of love or suffering from some misfortune, he still has his art, his work, the fullness of his powers. In the field of male consciousness, something comes to the fore, the other retreats, but nothing disappears, does not lose its power. A woman gives herself exclusively and inseparably to the joy of love or suffering from misfortune, she dissolves in this one, all of herself in this one puts one thing. A woman's personality is always in danger of falling into separate experiences and sacrificing herself in the name of this experience. Therefore, female nature is so inclined to hypnosis and to possession.
Female hysteria has a connection with this feature of female nature, and its roots are metaphysical. This is connected with all the high in a woman and low in her, the terrible alienate of her male nature. A woman experiences eternity differently than a man. A man puts the fullness of spiritual forces of his personality in independence from the change of time, from the power of temporary experiences over the fullness of the personality. The woman is powerless to resist the power of temporary states, but she puts the entirety of her nature, her eternity, into a temporary state. And deeply different male and female attitudes to love. Woman is often a genius in love, her attitude to love is universal, she puts in love the fullness of their nature and all their hopes associated with love. A man is more talented than a genius in love, his attitude to love is not universal, but differentiated, he does not put all of himself into love and does not depend entirely on it. And in the elements of female love, there is something terrible for a man, something formidable and absorbing like an ocean. The claims of female love are so immense that they can never be fulfilled by a man.
On this ground grows a hopeless tragedy of love. Separateness of male and female - this sign of the fall of man makes the tragedy of love hopeless. A man is looking for beauty in a woman, loves beauty in her, loves to adore beauty because he lost his girlfriend. But this beauty remains external to the man, outside of him, he does not take her inside himself, does not attach her to his nature. That's why it's so difficult to love a woman with eternal love, that in love a man wants to bow before beauty, outside of his lying down. Epiphany is embedded in the cult of male love. And a woman rarely represents the image of beauty, which can be worshipped and worshipped.
Therefore, love brings such a burning disappointment to the man, so it hurts the mismatch between the image of a woman with the beauty of eternal femininity. But the highest, mystical meaning of love is not in the worship and idolatry of a woman as beautiful, outside the lying, but in the connection with femininity, in the fusion of male and female nature in the image and likeness of God, in the androgyny of Love - mountainous, not flat, there is nothing to do with it by those who arrange the adaptation to the flat life. Love cannot be kept on the plain, it is dead and turns into something else. Love is not a tenant in a flat life. There is nothing static in love, nothing satisfying. Love is a flight that destroys every dispensation.