This attribute of shape-shifting, gender crossing mood altering privilege is that of the Dakini/wytch, that ‘sky walker’ of the East who has been paralleled with the broom riding witch of the West but has been but little understood in the modern form She takes on. The Sapphic Wytch is the inheritor and outcropping of the Dakini/Wytch in the West; a vestigial re-enactor of the forgotten times before man learned the secret spells to free himself of the Wytch’s Way. In those time the imperative of the female was the Law in all of society, such that the male performed a function of value not dissimilar to the Gynarchic principles of the present moment – assistant, adorer, and sexual acolyte of the female of the species – entirely subservient to the majic of the Wytch. Returning us all to this sacred space is the benevolent goal of the visionary Aline D’Arbrant, by whose Superior Will the veils of patriarchal counter-magic thrown over humankind for so long are sundered and rendered void. By so doing, She liberates Female and her male adorer both, and proves the Gynarchic programme to be a ‘people’s movement, not ‘womens’ movement.
In this She is the continuum and refinement of the stream of French thinkers of the C20th whose presentation and enjoyment of paradox, of conundrum and contradiction were the leitmotif of their style and contribution. Synthesizing all of the major trends of these schools, then potentizing the brew with the invocations of the Wytch, d’Arbrant advances the threshold of theory past the previously unassailable walls of male dominated intellectualizing, and using a mixed force of art, science, majic and rhetoric renders the patriarchal palace pillaged, and denuded of power. In the same manner that Luce Irigarary strode forth to challenge the forces of orthodoxy, D’Arbrant came forward to lay down a gauntlet. It had been the hitherto successful tactic of the forces of repression to respond to such serious challenges by ignoring them, ostracizing the challenger, hiding the debate, and so on. But the challenge has not disappeared for all that, rather, through d’Abrant has been focused to utilize the very energy of the repression itself to build a tension which is rendering the puppets of the hegemonists, unsure, impotent, unable to respond.
This redirected energy is applied by stealth as fuel to the fire by which the Wytchs’ potion brews and strengthens. Like the widening drift of a scent that gets into the nostrils of people without notice, the will to power of the Sapphic Sorority makes its way into the subconscious strata of the male psyche, invading, inviting, inveigling it from the safety of the oppressive orthodoxy into the vicarious pleasure of becoming an appendage of the dominant Femme. One form of majic replaced by another, superior kind. One kind of bondage replaced by another, liberating one. For all that the Gynarchic vision of the male emphasizes restriction, immobility, denial and restraint, it’s counter-logic of liberation forces a new form of mobility, openness, irrepressible pleasure and problem solving ability onto the male slave. The previous paradigm of fat lazy helpless and stupid that is the norm of the male today is torn up and replaced with the new one, in which the male, to be suffered to survive, needs be fit, active, quickwitted and self reliant in service to his Femme Superior. Challenged rather than indulged, the lucky male slave is given a new set of goals and their achievement leads to higher self esteem and satisfaction. Instead of satisfaction in taking, hoarding, denying, he learns the superior pleasures of giving, accepting, allowing, receiving. All of which leads to the strengthening of his owner’s pleasure of directing, demanding, judging and destroying.
Returning us all to this sacred space is the benevolent goal of the visionary Aline D’Arbrant, by whose Superior Will the veils of patriarchal counter-magic thrown over humankind for so long are sundered and rendered void. By so doing, She liberates Female and her male adorer both, and proves the Gynarchic programme to be a ‘people’s movement, not ‘womens’ movement. In the Golden Times of Gynarchy, the matriarchal clans held up the roofs of society, with strong pillars of will and majic, and the people were all well kept and happy. Now once again, with the unfettered will and majic of the Expositor d’Arbrant, we can see on the horizon a space free of terror and the illusons that the black magicians used to supplant that Sapphic Supremacy back in time. Through Her Wisdom we are ready to move, forwards, backwards, sideways, in the dance that will bring us through the purifying fire and into the new awakening of the world.
Part Two of the two part essay written in tribute to the great Gynarchic theorist
Aline d'Arbrant, whose expositions on the theme of Sapphic society have begun
to motivate thousands of men to look to her for leadership in learning how to give up the vanity of personal identity in favour of the long forgotten joy of a meaningful life in servitude to their dominant Femme Sapphists.
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