On the way into work today, I thought of a highly-skilled samurai slicing up his opponents with a katana blade, spurting washes of blood upon the battlefield. He disembowled them with the ease and grace of a feather falling to the ground.This got me thinking about swords as phallic symbols and the ambivalence of such symbols throughout human history.
Creation? Destruction? Obelisk? More soon...
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