This is wonderful...all knowledge and experience erased.
History eliminated....the past overcome with...words.
Modern means being an imbecile....a child forever.
I get it.
Thank God, the only REAL thing I can be certain of, and His parental protection.
Self-lobotomies required.
I walk into a room full of things....I'll call them creatures for convenience sake...for they can be no-things.
I cannot say what any of them are since every time I see a thing, a some-thing, I cannot categorize it nor presume anything about it before I question it.
I must trust in its own self-knowledge. It must tell me what it is itself, otherwise I cannot judge it or determine what it is using my senses. The only sense requires is hearing.
I approach one that looks like one of those creatures those imbecile scientists call female.
I ask:
"Hello thing, are you male or female?"
It replies:
"What gross over-generalizations. Biologically I am female but I prefer to consider myself male, though I have no penis and cannot produce sperm."
I respond;
"No matter, because your choice is what matters and I am prevented from categorizing you because I am a moron and cannot use any other sense except selective hearing. I choose to be one, because it is less frightening. So, tell me sir...are you a bachelor?"
"Indeed I am" (s)he says."I am a bachelor because I am male, as I prefer to define myself as such though others, those haters and bigots, claim that my vagina makes me a female, and I am also unmarried, because here the social conventions is one I accept. Tomorrow I may wake up and change my mind...making me too complex to be categorized at any time by anyone. I invent myself every morning or, sometimes, in the middle of the day. I simply change the word associated with my identity and poof, I am new."
"Fabulous!" I explain, relishing my new-found freedom from existence and my past.
Then I see another...creature that looks sort of female...but I cannot allow myself, using my previous experience to decide.
I must ask it, personally, because that's how I live my life now...in total ignorance...a knave in a sea of chaos.
But it feels liberating....like a narcotic haze.
My master prefers me like this.
