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The cowtit lover is psychologically a baby who still hungers for mammy’s teats.
He remains bound to the Great Mother archetype—still nursing, in spirit, from the breast of origin, yearning for her boundless milk; that is, the primal flood that promises comfort, dissolution, and return. His love is a backward gaze toward the womb, where the self dissolves into warmth.
The flatlover, by contrast, turns his Eros heavenward. He has beheld the Mother, yet no longer clings to her breast. He seeks not the nourishment of matter, and thus his attraction is sublimated toward the symbolic, the divine.
In the serene plain of the flat chest the flatlover perceives the form of spirit unburdened by flesh, and he has seen the form of Heaven in the form of Yin. “Know the masculine, hold to the feminine,” as the Taoist says, for in holding to the feminine, he returns to the valley of the world—the place where form arises from emptiness. The flat chest becomes his koan: fullness within void, curve within stillness.
He understands that beauty lies not in abundance, but in proportion to the Way. As the Tao flows unseen through what is hollow, so too does the mystery dwell in what is withheld. Thus his love is tranquil, without grasping; he desires without consuming. In her fleshly restraint he finds infinity, and in her simplicity, the returning of all things to their source.
