Kinda gets you right in the ib*

Some things just don't change with the centuries. Men are among them.

It is fitting that it was on this Valentine's Day that I read an ancient Egyptian love poem which any man will find deeply moving. Women, probably not so much. But hey.

Surely none can doubt the sincere
(love) of the man who wrote this of his beloved:

When I kiss her, and her lips are open,
Then I am happy even without beer.
Surely such a love will endure even in the Land of the West, and the heart of this lover would be judged pure when weighed against Ma'at's feather of truth in the scales of Anubus.

I hope she realized how lucky she was.

*Egyptian for "heart," signified by the hieroglyph

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