> And I've been recently thinking so much about the real "matrix" as an ontological All-mother of reality and "patrix" that we live in, and it's carnivorous parasitism. And here you are talking about Her being destroyed, while my timeline is "tr*ns-trump-trump-tr*ns" you know?

> There's also something to be said about the whole gnostic aspect of it, only without, you know, ties to any particular religion. Just this idea of false parasitic force that extracts from us what it can't create. Demiurgic sort of parasitism of this collective male.

> Also, to me the whole discourse about males beyond this topic is very boring. I think that once you see it clearly, there is no point to keep looking at it. It is far more important to me to find HER, than to keep looking at these vampires and what they do. My focus is on Her.

> I just have a deep yearning for Her, for finding my way back to Her. Like a person in a desert dying of thirst, I'm always looking for these little water droplets. I remember getting obsessed with goddess figurines had hyper-real dreams of this cosmic All-mother and her truth

> Ultimately, male and male-created narratives do not exist for me. I don't find them significant enough to engage. I wouldn't let a pig teach me about purity. So I have to find what they've destroyed and taken from us. It's like remembering the stolen language and trying to speak.

> I think that the problem lies in treating them seriously and so considering their opinions and ideas. To me it's just hilarious, like a talking little tapeworm. "Look it thinks it's people". So I take precautions to avoid the harms, but to me, it's like dealing with insects.