Nigrim Puer et Dark et Eius Mammouth - The Black [~] Dark Boy and His Mammoth by The Roman Memoir - HTML preview

Chapter 47- The lion roars

Males are looked towards for their strength. Females are addressed mostly for their beauty.

When it comes to taking over the air however, it’s no different. On the air, when male and humans sing, no one is interested in giving way to the other based on gender. Everybody wants to hear good music. My biological mother used to sing often when I used to live with her. She used to take over the air with delightful songs, then when I tried to understand the meaning of the words, I would lose hope since I didn’t know what she was saying. That discomforted me more than I imagined it could be bad to listen to a good or bad song. There was no understanding even though there was very little communication between us over the air. Roaring makes the individual heard from a distance, roaring is a voice that interests me because when you hear the 175

word you often relate it to a male lion. The lion roars and you imagine a strong male taking over the air, you hear someone singing and the fist thing you likely imagine is a voice of a female. I have never asked the question “should somebody sing based on gender or should somebody take over the air because they have significantly more strength?”. Partly because I think there should be understanding over the air of who should sing in the first place. I prefer a person who takes over the air to transfer information to someone else which is understood. When you communicate to another so they can understand, you can build a community there. You can make a life worth living. The lion roars to take over the air, but when women take over the air, I can barely understand the purpose of it all, especially my biological mother. I have developed a keen understanding of languages, but when humans take over the air to say something they do not

want you to understand, it angers me a lot. Which is why the woman that sings, and appeals to me is the one that is not just beautiful but is someone that can communicate a message over the air, it is not hard to understand. She is well made, and her voice is practiced unlike the woman that sings to hide something from you. Singing is something that I love. Taking over the air just for the simple reason of taking over the air does not make sense to me. I am not a person who gets angry very quickly, but when someone takes over the room with their voice, or they make sounds that are vastly loud, around the decibel of a lion’s roar, probably using a speaker, it better be something I want to bask in since there is no escaping the room. It is quite snuffing to listen to something you do not want to listen to.

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I tend to stay away from humans who want to take over the air to hide messages. They are very crafty and they are shrewd in nature. The love they have for others around them is primarily to help their own agenda and make their friends happy more than anything. I tend to dislike humans that do not want their message to be understood because they have the power to do as they please over the air. The lion roars to repel. The lion roars to speak. The lion roars to communicate a message. I have never encountered up to this point the lioness roars. Mostly it is because the animals are thought of as cute or feminine. They are not looked at for their strength.

The strength of the voice has a purpose, and when shunned, or the reason not sought, the ignorance takes over. I like to think that when lionesses are compounded together, they can be likened to lepers, ignored all around except the food they provide on the table. They are measured by their unit. Women, when daily addressed, are sought for their beauty and uniqueness. Yet, when looking at the qualities that make a person special, like the voice of the person, It all depends on the person. The lion roars and is heard. I like to imagine she is from a distant land that sings the most beautiful tunes. She is from somewhere you never thought existed. The princess is a vital component that I have been seeking ever since I understood what a monarchy is. She is from a far distant land that knows the rhythm and bass that pleases a person and gives them the motivating energy for the day. I wake up in the morning, and the first point, I look towards is the window since you can tell mostly what time it is based on where the sun is. I like to see how bright the morning is in my room before I prepare what I have planned for the day. The second sight I gleam is to the radio of my phone. I want to take over the air with delightful music.

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The lion roars to make a good song. Songs are often attractive. Songs bring delight to the environment and they make the hearer know who is making the sound, and they often tend to inform others of how much of a threat that body can be. The physical greatness of the lion magnifies the sound it makes. The lion's body is large and strong. The voice it makes vibrates the air molecules and the air gets heated over time. The distance the sound travels is often for large yardage. Dismayed or not, once you hear the sound, you have to make a decision to ignore it, be entertained by it, or the ghastly feeling of threat will take over when you have not made a decision. In the same way, when the princess sings and takes over the air, you have to make a decision to ignore her, be entertained by her or there will be a threat incoming from the ghastly feeling. She is someone that sings to not just be heard, but if you are a person who wants to be loved by her, you would not leave her sight.

There were moments when I went on adventures, I looked towards the heavens, to count to stars from the afternoon till dark, and how numerous they were since it told them time by the hour. I wanted to finish some assignments so fast, and be home to write about her, again and I would make notes on my phone, or to write little text notes about her since I couldn’t tell about the nature of climate whatever distance country she could be from. There are a lot of princesses across the globe and their nature although I believe to be exactly the same, the one that dims the hate you have for the work you do, the one that delights in making a sound to take over the air, to make a compelling argument is just the one that has the potential to become a queen. The lion roars because it knows it is the King. Much like the thundering voice, the nature of the princess is evolving. She must be of a catastrophic nature that thunders and makes the message impactful.

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