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some of us have been limping along all along didnt know what to do or how to do it let alone the right question to ask
my paining from 2007 oily
“Men are getting soft and gentle and standing back, and women are getting sharper and having careers and taking a bigger place and coming out more. So there's a new kind of marriage to be seen in which the woman is dominant and makes the decisions. Her quick masculine wit and humor and idea and plan is out there before the man can even speak.” Robert Johnson mythologist and Jungian
from Wikipedia
Percival or Perceval is one of King Arthur's legendary Knights of the Round Table. In Welsh literature his name is Peredur (see the Peredur article for that legendary figure). He is most famous for his involvement in the quest for the Holy Grail. There are many versions of Percival's birth. In most accounts he is of noble birth; his father is either King Pellinore or another worthy knight. His mother is usually unnamed but plays a significant role in the stories. His sister is the bearer of the Holy Grail, she is sometimes named Dindrane. In tales where he is Pellinore's son his brothers are Sir Tor, Sir Aglovale, Sir Lamorak, and Sir Dornar.
After the death of his father, Percival's mother takes him to the Welsh forests where she raises him ignorant to the ways of men until the age of 15. Eventually, however, a group of knights passes through his wood, and Percival is struck by their heroic bearing. Wanting to be a knight himself, the boy travels to King Arthur's court, and after proving his worthiness as a warrior he is knighted and invited to join the Knights of the Round Table.
Even in the earliest stories he is connected to the Grail Quest. In Chrétien de Troyes' Perceval, le Conte du Graal, he meets the crippled Fisher King and sees the Holy Grail, but he fails to ask the question that would heal the injured king. Upon learning of his mistake he vows to find the Grail castle again and fulfill his quest, as detailed in his part in the Grail legend. In early versions, Percival's sweetheart was Blanchefleur and he became the King of Carbonek after healing the Fisher King.
my paining from 2007 of the lady in the castle (does she need to leav it?)
Blanchefleur, the beloved one of Perceval in Chrétien de Troyes' Perceval, le Conte du Graal. She is Gornemant's niece, and is rescued by the hero while her castle is under siege. In Wolfram von Eschenbach's Parzival, she is called Condwiramurs and becomes the hero's wife, whom she bears two sons, Kardeiz and Lohengrin.
"If she has a good, strong, reliable father image, which is hard to find these days, that will be her image of men, probably for the rest of her life. She'll look for a husband who embodies those qualities." -
The Fisher King or the Wounded King figures in Arthurian legend as the latest in a line charged with keeping the Holy Grail. Versions of his story vary widely, but he is always wounded in the legs or groin, and incapable of moving on his own. When he is injured, his kingdom suffers as he does, his impotence affecting the fertility of the land and reducing it to a barren Wasteland. Little is left for him to do but fish in the river near his castle Corbenic. Knights travel from many lands to heal the Fisher King, but only the chosen can accomplish the feat. This is Percival in the earlier stories; in the later versions, he is joined by Galahad and Bors. Confusingly, many works have two wounded Grail Kings who live in the same castle, a father (or grandfather) and son. The more seriously wounded father stays in the castle, sustained by the Grail alone, while the more active son can meet with guests and go fishing. For clarity, the father will be called the Wounded King, the son the Fisher King where both appear in the remainder of this article.
"I think the patriarchal world has reigned supreme for so long that the pendulum's swinging too far the other way. It needed to be rectified, but to swing the pendulum too far the other way is almost as bad." -
now if you ask me shrub is the wounded king thays a gapping wound in him that stuck him right about the time he was a frat boy and to my eyes seaing he aint moved one inch since then
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