In the gross, crass world we've all become ... of "reality" monsters, Frankenstein face-making, Facebook perversions of expectations -- to be private; to be left alone, not to be "poked"; to exist without "proof" - by (over)sharing or "checking in" --
our unprivate, unreal world of "belonging": of "registering", "joining", being forced to "sign in" ... Of psychotics and legal drug pushing, abuse ... Of oversex; joky promotions of gluttony ... Clashing beliefs about health, diet, wellness ...
It's a miracle any of us functions normally.
What is even "normal" anymore? There are three (3) sexes now: two genders and a "neutral" ... and we're asked to select one when giving birth. We've become science fiction. Test tube animals. Experiments. Targets, in both the traditional and ad-"serving" sense.
We fight back hysterically ... pinching ourselves ... Histrionically flailing for affirmation; some foothold to keep us from being subsumed ...
Yet don't get me wrong. I haven't entered Nietszche mode ... Man, Woman, Brucekind has my respect. My utmost support and best, fervent hopes. And if you're in on the joke our new world has become, I want to tear that shit up!! why, I respect you that much more ...
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| Nietziche, y'all! |
