... a nobody sharing the thoughts that already existed, that are rediscovered, and which may remain ...

sex, cuss words, and gods

I know clarity doesn’t come in boatloads (unlike the refugees – how racist I am! How fucking privileged! I should be burned on the stake XD ), but it feels and thinks like I have just enough clarity to keep going. To not just walk, but run in this short life. To not give in to my nihilistic tendencies. To hold on to hope, even if it’s just a single finger.

I have been reflecting on my use of the word “fuck”. Why? Am I just trying to be edgy? No. It’s because it’s actually very representative of the desire of us all. We want intimacy. We want to fuck. We want sex. We want to be known others fully, and for others to be know us fully (Gina C. et. al. 2007). That is probably the rawest desire I could think of. People, for want of it, and severe lack of it, are willing to take their lives. Murder themselves. Breaking the sixth commandment (Moses et. al. -600). Hurting themselves. We as humans really hate that but ourselves, don’t we?

That’s my justification for using “fuck”.

In Absolute Contrast, cunt, hoe, and bitch are in a completely category. The Satan Category. Words that only belong in Eternal Fire (Matthew et. al. +85). Those are evil labels. Those are wicked names. They detract from the fact the we are ALL children of God now (John et. al. +95). It puts humans even lower than animals, when we are so much more. Even the angels envy us (unknown author of Hebrews et. al. b/w & inc. +50 to +100)

Children of God who have mostly forgotten their rightful crowns. Their rightful thrones. As gods (Asaph et. al. -897) under The God. We are broken and beloved gods (Henri J. M. N. et. al. 1992).

And it’s eleven. Time’s up. Off I go to wait for The Grim Reaper. Or Lady Death. Or Alice. I have given Death many names such as these.