The Northern Palace Series: The Art Of Lovemaking

I always say Christians love to spiritualize scriptures they refuse to believe, and they they call it “context”. One such book which has been overspiritualized, (if there is such a word) by Christians is the Song of Solomon. Yes it is an allegory, and yes it is written in metaphors but the obvious nature of the song is very visible in clear black and white. The song speaks clearly about the beauty of breasts, thighs, beautiful hair, kissable lips and the joy of sexual satisfaction. This is one of the most realistic books/poems in the entire bible. It’s an erotic story about love, romance and love making, written by the world’s most famous polygamist, but Christians will say that the book doesn’t actually mean what it says, they claim Solomon was writing about the CHURCH. They refuse to grasp the fact that Solomon was indeed an anointed man of God, beloved of the Most High, who loved many women and making love to them.

Christians act like when Solomon took his pen to write the lyrical love poems, he was sitting there wearing his long holy white robe, and in his deep voice he said to his servants, “I am now penning about Christ’s relationship with a religious people called ‘Christians’. This has nothing to do with the many women I love, especially the one I have fallen madly in love with, and my plans to passionately make love to her. No! I am not writing earthly things here! This is strictly about the CHURCH!” I repeat, I King Solomon say this is strictly, about the CHURCH! Now where is my concubine, my favourite one, bring me the ink, I say!”

That’s exactly how Christians sound when they make the Song of Solomon a strictly spiritual book, and yes I do believe it was actually Solomon himself who wrote the song in the 3rd person, considering the wisdom and same style of creative writing throughout the song.

But the thing is, Solomon was after all just a man, when he was writing the song, he was probably sitting in his HAREM, naked even, surrounded by his many beautiful Queens and concubines…surely you cannot deny yourself the pleasure of reading the poems without a setting in your head.

“There are 60 queens,”He wrote, “And eighty concubines. And virgins without number. My dove my perfect one. Is the only one. The only one of her mother. The favourite of the one who bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed. The queens and the concubines, and they praised her…”

As Solomon penned his poems, his songs of love, he imagined the beautiful Shulamite, the one he had fallen madly in love with, how his wedding to her would be, in front of his Queens and Concubines, who would bless her. He imagined how she would look naked, her breasts, her legs, her buttocks, thinking of all the things he would do to her.

Yes I know Christians think it’s an abomination to take yourself into the literal world of King Solomon when reading the fascinating song. But as a skilful writer Solomon himself wanted to take us, the readers into that world of lovemaking. A lot of women today, married women especially, refuse to enter into that world of erotic lovemaking, because like Christianity they demonize what God has not demonized.

As I mentioned that the King of the North said 2021 is a year of returning to innocence. So as the chosen women of the North start to think and act like the days of old, they have to now understand the art of lovemaking, from the perspective of innocence, how people of old saw sex. In the days of old, the days of King Solomon, sex was viewed in the context of male and female.

For men, sex with a woman meant two things, :ownership of the woman and pleasure from the woman derived from the ownership. The man dominated.

For women, sex also meant two things: pleasing the man and being pleasured by him as a reward. The woman was submissive.

The woman did not have complete ownership of a man through sex, rather she was owned. This mindset is what made it normal for women to be in polygamous marriages and be okay with the fact that right now their husband could be actually making love to another woman. Today, this mindset doesn’t does not exist in the feminist modern woman, because today’s women think they are equal to men, more so sexually.

The funny thing is though, deep down the feminist knows that she was born to be submissive especially when it comes to lovemaking, and she calls it a “fetish”, to the point of going to the satanic extreme with it, where she wants to be tied down in handcuffs and even harmed/beaten in the name of submissive sex. Some women have even died during extreme dangerous submissive sex. But these are the women who find polygamy an abomination and submission to a man in the real world a barbaric primitive mindset. When the erotic novel Fifty Shades of Grey, ironically about a guy called Christian came out in 2012, the feminists and no doubt Christians rushed to buy the book in their millions, and it became the fastest selling adult novel of all time, yet it was about male sexual dominance and extreme submission on the woman, where half the time she never even consented to sex, yet the modern woman was turned on by the plot and said the book fulfilled hidden desires.

What are those hidden desires in the woman of today? The desire to be dominated by a man to the point were she has no say, is deep down in every woman’s heart, as some sort of fantasy that she can’t even talk about. Women confessed this in their millions, that 50 Shades of Grey confirmed their inner most fantasies about sex. In other words, they want to be completely dominated, but they are too ashamed to admit it, too proud to say it, and frankly it will make them look like idiots because the whole feminist movement would turn out to be a complete joke.

“Every woman has a hidden desire of being dominated, that’s why women are naturally attracted to bad boys, deep down they can’t stand men who are too “nice” because those men behave like women.” The King once told me this.

So blessed were the women who were never afraid of being women, they were okay with their God given gender, especially when it came to pleasure, and were completely submissive and were turned on by their dominant husbands.

This captivating love story of Song of Solomon is filled with women who were mesmerised by dominant males, and were free to express their admiration for dominant males without any fear. This was real life, they didn’t have to hide their desires in extreme fantasy books. The love story is centred around one woman, or maybe even two, a poor Shulamite, who was a shepherdess and an Egyptian Princess, both surrounded by the daughters of Jerusalem, the virgins who were infatuated with the King and waiting for their beautiful Queen. The Shulamite, who with her dazzling black beauty captures the heart of the famous King who already has a harem full of beautiful women. The King is telling the poor Shulamite who has so much low self esteem because of her dark skin that she has to come to the harem as the King’s beloved, and his Queens and concubines will adore her, and praise her because contrary to popular belief and the standard of beauty, she was actually the most beautiful of them all, more beautiful than the lighter skinned women of the Palace. King Solomon had never seen a woman so beautiful, yet she was the darkest woman probably to ever walk this earth. I love the twist and tragedy of the plot, word says King Solomon actually never married the Shulamite, he ended up marrying an Egyptian Princess instead, a dancer, making her his official Queen.

But the poems makes us fall in love with the Shulamite instead of the Egyptian dancer, even the daughters of Jerusalem loved the Shulamite and wanted her as their Queen and awoke her passions and love. I love the lovemaking language of Shulamite. She made the daughters of Jerusalem fall madly in love with the King.

“Awake, O north wind, and come O south! Blow upon my garden, that its spices may flow out, let my beloved come to his garden, and eat its pleasant fruits…”

Oh how wise was the Shulamite? She understood that the woman was made for the man, not the other way round. The women of old understood the order of creation, that a man was created first and in that creation he was complete, but because of his loneliness, the Most High then created a woman from the man’s rib. A woman is a refined product of a man, because she was not made directly from the earth, she is more beautiful to behold the the man, more delicate with softer skin. Her beauty and her body was actually purposed to make the man happy, to forget his troubles of the earth. A woman’s body should be an inviting garden to her man.

I love being submissive, it’s in my dna, it’s a birthright I refuse to give away like Esau. I love a dominant male. Women of today mistake that submission for being weak, they do not understand that the strength of a woman lies in her ability to tame a dominant male, like what the Shulamite did to Solomon.

My husband always says to me, before he met me, no woman could penetrate his heart, or get away with the things I get away with, to quote his words exactly. Basically I get away with being a woman, because I behave like a woman he can cannot treat me otherwise. Like when I am being emotional and crying, he goes out of his way to make me smile. He told me that in the past if a woman wronged him, or crossed him, he would just cut them off, and they would never hear from him again, but I made him soft and gentle, and he just loves me so much he can’t help himself but spoil me.

That is what happens when you speak and act the language of Shulamite and say to your husband, “Awake, O north wind, and come O south! Blow upon my garden, that its spices may flow out, let my beloved come to his garden, and eat its pleasant fruits…”

And he will have no choice but to say, “I have come to my garden, my sister, my spouse, I have gathered my myrrh with my spice. I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey….”

When the Northern wind awakes, you have to go back to innocence and tame your beloved…with the art of lovemaking…and sing the song of Shulamite and say…

“My beloved is mine, and I am his, he feeds his flock among the lilies…”

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