The same Goddess Picasso spoke of. The one you have to please, love, adore. The one you compose songs for, write poems for, give gifts to, because you need her blessing. This same goddess, when challenged, will show her dissatisfaction. Goddesses teach and punish. Those who accept everything with an open heart are doormats, human, mortal. And men do not love women. Men use women and love goddesses. Did I hear an amen?