Implement of War

How suggestable are you? Did you know that cloud watchers score higher on the hypnosis index?

It’s getting to the point that it’s terrifying being sober.

When the video of a trans woman fucking one of her gfs ends Twitter immediately cuts to the inauguration.

I watch it all on a burner account whose whole purpose is to only suggest…

Trans women fucking their girlfriends.

America is becoming increasingly libidinal.

I fight necropolitik in locking the chastity belts of this digital puppy girl rhizome.

I force femme cross dressers in Ontario, they pay for my dinner.

I was told to stop caring about what others think

and so I don’t.

I want localized internets that function independent of any federal infrastructure.

Social media is now just a pretense for rage bait

we love the libidinal pull of posting billionaire fascist pageantry,

even if in opposition.

The internet has always been a implementation of war.

I’m deleting Instagram

and searching for an ontology not contingent on how sexy and taboo transwomen are.

I encrypt 40 puppy girls on signal

and cease to be a part of cis society entirely,

which is quickly acquiescing every trans woman to nazis,

smugly saying that we should’ve voted.

“No!” I shout and begin to program puppy girls on some real cointel pro shit,

my lil tgirl powered death note monarch program,

Absolute oppression corrupts absolutely,

and so how many will hide these girls from execution?

Will you keep them when they’re dissolved on disassociates,

and disabled from hormone withdrawals.

These girls are not good!

“You are not good” is plastered on every screen and overheard stranger talk

But that’s the thing that ties me to every transfemme,

I don’t care what others think.

As Cortisa Star said,

“Bitches is wolves so they call us a pack.”