By Ajax the Great (Pete Jackson)
They say, everything has a season. In terms of our movement, my own season began in earnest when I first met both the legendary Guru Rasa Von Werder and the great prophet William Bond on Facebook on those fateful days in late 2015, a little over a decade ago. Having first serendipitously discovered their wonderful writings and ideas online a bit earlier in the Spring of 2014, it was truly an exciting experience for me. It was thus in late 2015 that I essentially joined the Matriarchy movement. After Rasa was unfairly and unceremoniously kicked off of Facebook in 2016, and then again for the final time in 2017, the three of us had begun communicating extensively via email, I created a new spinoff blog of my own as well, and as they say, the rest is history.
Since then, the three of us have essentially been, as Rasa herself would often call us, "The Three Musketeers". One for all, and all for one! We have each contributed, in our own diverse and unique ways, to Rasa and William's shared blog (to which I was ultimately added as a co-author as well), my own blog, Rasa's own "Embodiment of God" site, and of course many, many books as well, from the first serious, full-fledged book to feature all three of us in it to some degree, "Woman Thou Art God: The New Religion for Women" (written 2019, published for 2020), all the way up to and including her (and thus our) latest magnum opus, "The Religion of Sex: The Kill Switch to Patriarchy" in late 2025. And we even wrote and at least refurbished several Wikipedia articles as well. We have thus accomplished far more than I ever predicted we would in the past decade. In the past couple of years alone, we three have, by the Grace of God as well as Rasa's superhuman capabilities and work ethic, gotten done what would have normally taken at least a decade to accomplish otherwise.
And we have seen recently on Facebook and elsewhere, Matriarchy is trending currently. More and more people are making reels about the topic, it seems. It's always darkest just before the dawn.
As Associate Professor of the University of Mother God Church, a title that none other than Rasa herself has bestowed on me, I had been, for at least a year now, planning on eventually retiring from my position for a number of reasons, both personal and professional. I know in my heart of hearts that my season is currently ending in that regard, as my own inner voice and "soul urge" has told me so repeatedly, which I cannot ignore any longer. The most important work involving my own contributions has already been done. My original plan was to gradually phase out my work with this movement and retire in 2027 or so. And now with Rasa having recently passed away, and no clear or confirmed Woman successor yet to be the new leader of the movement (I already knew long ago in my heart of hearts that it cannot be me), I have decided to go ahead and set my intended plan into motion. The year 2026 was originally intended by Rasa herself to be a relatively "fallow" year for our work anyway, and fallow it shall remain for the rest of the year, during which I shall be semi-retired. And I have decided that on January 1, 2027, I will be officially fully retired, and will then be Associate Professor Emeritus. (I will leave it up to the wisdom of William whether or not to promote me to full Professor in the meantime.)
Of course, I will still keep the blog alive to keep her memory alive, and will continue to do some writing here and there from time to time (albeit much less so than in the past), even after I fully retire in 2027. Which is good, because as a man, the worst thing I could do to our movement is take up too much space and crowd it out. Eventually, one will see clearly why I just HAD to retire when I did. One thing I never do is "ghost" anyone unless they really do something to truly deserve it, and no one currently in our movement has ever fit that bill, in case anyone ever reading this feels concerned. Retired professors of universities the world over have often continued to live full lives overall and, while some seem to have gone quietly into the night, others have often continued to make at least some contributions to their own fields of knowledge, or knowledge in general, to one degree or another well after officially retiring.
Aside from the blogs, both ours and mine, going forward I do not seek to actively or directly manage anything else of hers myself.
And it should go without saying that, if and when Rasa's New Order for Women ever does get officially founded in my lifetime, God willing, I would obviously, as a man, play at most a very bit part if any at all. Especially as a man who identifies as "spiritual but not religious" (SBNR) who does not fully agree with everything about the Order due to my philosophical, theological, and ideological differences with Rasa, as well as more left-libertarian. While I still support Matriarchy in general, I personally tend to lean significantly more egalitarian, inclusive, and integrated than Rasa did. The fate of the Order, and its operations, would be up to Rasa's true successor(s) in that regard, not me. For the record, I do not seek to join it or manage it, and I will thus resolve to remain on the outside and not interfere in any way, shape, or form.
Ultimately, the fate of the broader movement in general would be up to the younger and future generations, as William has noted years ago.
And finally, don't ever forget that we made history. Future generations will certainly look back on this moment. To quote the band Five Finger Death Punch in their song "Brighter Side of Grey":
"So wipe away the tears for me, know that we've made history. Remember, no one ever really dies."
In the tradition of how Rasa would conclude the vast majority of her articles and blog posts, here are some cute fuzzy kitties and adjacents:
P.S. The title of this post was the name of a song and album by the late folk singer Phil Ochs (RIP).
P.P.S. I would be remiss if I didn't give special thanks to Dave, who has served as Rasa's webman for many years. You are very much appreciated!
