i despise the patriarchy -
all the ways this system of oppression has seeped into the seems of my existence - i despise the way the patriarchy has taken the ruling view of the way we tend to see one another and made it so equality could not, does not exist within this system of classes - this system that takes colour & religion and spins it to be what defines our humanity. i despise the patriarchy and all the ways it has made it nearly impossible to live in a just & equal world where all have what they need to live a life beyond strife & suffering because of lack of access to basic fundamental needs. i despise the patriarchy and the perpetual greed it so eagerly feeds. i love the patriarchy - for it has shown me where i need to get more clear on what it is i care about - i love the patriarchy for the resilience it has fostered in my quest for equality - i love the patriarchy for the ways it has made me grow beyond a quiet & meek version of myself - for the ways in which love seeped into my being from seeing the injustice that prevails in the wake of this system of oppression - i love the patriarchy for teaching me compassion - for i know, deep inside my soul, not one man in his right heart would seek to oppress & control - and so i learn through this where i might not be quite right in my heart - a chance to learn - a lesson earned from the willingness to see the truth of all matters at hand. i have no care or concern for the patriarchy - i am neutral to this system of oppressive worldly behaviour. i choose to cease the giving of my energy in either hate or love - and instead i stand neutral with an inclination to forge my own way - releasing myself more & more everyday from the the grips it holds on my mind - and from the vampiric tethers to my soul - i am neutral and therefore cannot be held - i untangle myself in all the ways i know how. i feel no hate, no love - just a side-slipping grin that silently speaks the liberation and freedom of a woman who has walked through the fire - and reclaimed her wild desire.
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