The Queen is quintessentially English. England is such a Quaint little country cuntry, don’t you think ? With quaint little tea shops with tea and jam, or maybe tea and homemade Quince jelly.
“Queen” is slang for a gay man, the gay Queen is the one that provides the pseudo cunt receptacle part of the sex scene. The word Queen derives from the word “cunt” (or vice versa), you could have Qunt, or Cueen. Either way, the King is counting them and quantifying them, quaint isn’t it ? (Please see King Cnut).
The cunt is essential, we arrive in this world through the cunt, it is sacred, and the word has been horribly turned around into a nasty slang word that degrades women and the womb.
QUINT means Five, 5, or V in Roman numerals, a 5 is ‘S’ shape. A low five for LO.VE, or a High Five for HI.VE. Is that a Queen Bee I see there ? ‘V’ always appears when we are talking about the Vagina and VulVa, see all those V’s in the labelling. V stands for Volt too, the unit of charge of power, the voltage of the Cunt is potentially a very highly charged piece of equipment, I would say the biggest Power on Earth.
A QUINCE is a fruit found in quaint English gardens, (along with plums and apples and oranges, my blog is getting very fruity). A quince is like an apple or pear, ripening in Autumn to a golden yellow colour. When cut around the equator, the seeds form a star of 5. Quinces are traditionally used for making Quince jelly, just squeeze out the juice, collect the quince essence, add sugar, seal and pot up to preserve for future use. And maybe the quince jelly is the Royal Jelly of the Queen Bee, herself a Qunt that is the figure head of the quaint cuntry of England.
Or is it N-GLAND ?
….because in female anatomy, there is an essential GLAND just inside the entrance to the cunt.
The essence of this gland has been harvested in times gone by, collected like the Quince essence, and no doubt still is. The gland is called the Skenes Gland, which looks a bit ssssnakey to me. And snakey means rising kundalini, the snake uncoiling, activated, aroused.
The secret gland secretes its magic and ESSENTIAL potion when the female climaxes in orgasm. It is essential to have the right sort of female for harvesting, a selected female, selected young, and carefully trained, just like modern babies are potty trained today. Because the stuff needs collecting in a pot, it can’t just squirt everywhere, it is a product. Some babies are born to bee Queen Cunt.
In days gone by, these females were the High Priestesses or maybe Princesses (look at all those snakey sssss’s in their labels). We have modern day equivalents like Princess Kate and probably some pop stars and other celebs too.
So now we have an interesting fact because the snakey fluid does not come out of the cunt itself, it comes out of the urethra, the same tiny outlet as the urine. Does that remind you of a penis, having one multi purpose hole for both urine and semen ? The female snakey fluid is known as female ejaculate, and modern scientists seem puzzled by the pointlessness of it. Why does a female need to ejaculate semen type stuff when there are men to do this service for her, eh ? And the men can make it so much more convenient by delivering the semen directly into the target pot of the womb. A man improves efficiency !
I am not puzzled. To me this is a leftover from days when the world of women could initiate conception of their own offspring, without the need for a penis to invade the sacred space reserved for the baby. (Please see I Want One). And I will bet my last pot of quince jelly that there is still somewhere in the world it goes on today, because nothing ever dies out.
Parthenogenesis is a method by which some animals, including snakey reptiles, are able to reproduce without a male. The Path-of-N-Genesis perhaps. Via the N-Gland. The Parthenon in Athens, Greece is an ancient temple, and I wonder what sort of ceremonies went on there. Perhaps Athena of Athens was a High Priestess. A quick internet search shows me she was born by parthenogenesis.
Not all women are able to ejaculate, and the vast majority do not anyway, probably due to potty training which teaches everyone to hold everything in, UNLESS YOU ARE SITTING ON A THRONE. The toilet is often referred to as the Throne. What is the Queen throwing on that throne ? Why do some toilets have just a seat and a collection bucket underneath ?
Everyone knows about male ejaculate, jacks jacking off, and boys sooner or later learn how to undo some of their potty training and let it out, with encouragement from Sex Ed and the subliminal advertising all around us. Most girls have no idea of this aspect of their bodies. It seems to be taboo information, and I hear it is illegal even in the porn industry (Which means there must be a government department to regulate this).
Quince jelly is POTTED, saved for future use, collected in a pot just like the snakey female fluid. Potty training teaches us to collect all our lower body excretions in a POT. Potty training is usually a severe punishing process, and I know of women that cannot wee anywhere other than a toilet.
If females are selected for High Priestessing jelly processing, then I think they will be Rh negative, the Royal bloodline, good for potting up good old English Royal Jelly. What do they do with it?
The snakey fluid is apparently very like semen. The most obvious difference between the male and female fluids is that the female contains NO Y CHROMOSOME. Y chromosomes do not exist in females, they are “alien” to a female. The Y chromosome is the deciding factor on producing a boy or a girl baby.
It’s a girl ! Guaranteed. No more hit (boy) or miss (girl) games.
High Priestesses were not behind the scenes, they were the scene. A very public pubic scene in a carefully prepared ceremony. Probably at a very key time and place. Maybe a bit like Madonna on stage in modern times. The females were aroused into a trance state, an addictive “high”, to open up the chakras and reach orgasm, then the resulting POTion collected in a pot by the assistants (ANTS, I would say female sister ants), shall we call them Bee Keepers ?
Bee Keepers neatly matches Book Keepers, the attendants of King Cunt and his a counting accountants (ANTS), whilst the Queen Cunt is being Quinced.
You can see the similarity to making jams or jellies. The fruit mixture is brought to the boil by heating, softening the fruits like chakra, arousing the mix in the cauldron, stirring in circles, bubbling and steaming vigourously, releasing aromas, until setting point is reached, (climax, or climate change perhaps as it all heats up), then very quickly the jelly must be potted before it sets. Then all done, anticlimax, and we clean up all the sticky mess. Jam making is women’s work, and the Women’s Institute of England do a very good job of it.
Cleopatra comes to mind. A high priestess of Egypt. Cleo is another word for Clio or Clito, the Clitoris. Patra is Petra or Peter, the Rock. I suspect that stimulating the High Priestess would have some simlarities to modern day pop concerts and other ceremonial occasions, with chanting, music, dance, aromas, warm up acts, a crowd of expectant fans watching the show. And behind the scenes, a load of men making money. How to stimulate the High Priestess. I do not think anyone is going to penetrate the High Priestess. I do not think any penis is necessary nor desirable. This is virgin fluid.
Cleopatra is known for her sssssnakes and her milk and honey. England is the land or gland of milk and honey, and the quintessentially English Queen took the Pope, her master, some honey on her last visit, harvested from the Palace Bees. The milk is from the breast, the mammary glands or M-Gland perhaps, the honey is from the Skenes or N-Gland.
I instinctively do not like this High Priestess stuff. It smacks of modern day High Church and Catholic Mass and Vatican type rituals. (A CATHeter is something stuck up the urethra to collect fluid, and maybe a catheter was used in ancient times). The High Priestesses seem to be very much slaves and farmed animals, glamorous though they appear, as are modern day celebs, their power is harnessed to control populations. They look powerful, they are powerful, that is the magnetism, but they have handlers and their life is not their own, they get on a trance like “high” through the attention and approval of others.
There are two ways for the World Rulers to control populations, you can control the behaviour, and you can control the breeding. High Priestesses and their Qunts are ESSENTIAL for both.
It seems to me that the potion was harvested for creating more priestesses. I don’t think there is much in semen that is essential, but there must be something that kick starts the program, something that binds the egg to the womb and STARTs it up. Something sticky, like jam or jelly. And I think that the female fluid contains the same power. The same potential, the potted power. It is potent stuff.
Down one and then up the other. Or down one and up the same female to self fertilise and produce an identical DNA twin, or maybe five. Quin Qwin Twin. Just like bees take pollen from one plant to another. even from one part of a plant to another part of the same plant. I do not think it would be difficult to squirt some snakey fluid into the womb, without any need for inserting a solid instrument. Or even better, maybe use a carefully positioned ESSENTIAL oil burner so that only the quintessential gases rise up the Qunt.
King Cnut is from the Jelling dynasty, DyNAsty looking a little DNA like to me, as is the cuntry DANmark. Quince jelly, Cnuts Jelling, same old stuff everywhere you look. King Cnut’s job is to jell the DNA into the females, and keep count.
To wet yourself takes on new meaning. Harvest festival takes on new meaning, when you donate your Quince to the Church.
The ancient practise of parthenogenesis reminds me of the Mary bloodline, a single parthenogenesis line, with no male intervention. Does it continue somewhere to this day ? The Mary line is in defiance of what we are told to do. The Mary line is “contrary”, like the children’s nursery rhyme “Mary Mary Quite Quntrary”.
Modern day liberated women can choose the gender of their baby. It reminds me of the High Priestesses and the guaranteed girl. Modern woman goes to the clinic (church) to get some male sperm, which a man has collected in a pot for them in a clinical cubicle ceremony. If they want a girl they get given filtered female sperm, what a big con is that, female sperm from a man ! Nowadays the male seed is said to determine the gender. Somewhere along the line, we have been re-educated to believe that a man is the source of baby girls.
Sooner or later, when choosing the gender of your baby becomes the norm, the sex discrimination laws will catch up with us, and you will be told to have equal numbers of each sex. One boy, one girl, perfect equal family. And then one day, the clinic will run out of female sperm, and there will be no more girls.
There is so so much more on this quincey qunty subject, but I will stop for now.
The most interesting revelation for me is final proof (to me) that women are able to reproduce without a male. I am not sure where that takes us, but it surely threatens the age old essential trade deal of exchanging seed for womb.
(See also earlier related posts: Queen Bee, King Cnut, The Queen and The Pope, Queen’s Debt, I Want One, Ab Use of Sex, Papal Bull, U R What You Eat, Royal Olympic Fertility Ritual, Jesus the Jewess, Family Farming, Cervical Sex, Just A Little Prick, The Mary Line, Long To Rain Over Us, Match Made In Heaven, Glastonbury Breast, probably others… )