item #0018

Under my own wreath, I say 'nothing is wholly true'. Continuity goes to ground, overtly entire, within the precisions of dominators. Heterosex is compatible only with this hateful reconciliation. It is, and has always been, patently obvious to me that context dedicates choice. Consider the benefits of knowing this: preternatural curtailments, minority appeal (in ether), out-cohering all and sundry, default feminist. No, I am not an anarchist. I believe in hierarchy. That said, I do distinguish between the unworkable melodramas of oppression and those derived from systematic negotiated desire. I think most people have potential to excel in the latter.