artes

They are everywhere. They are overwhelming. They are inclusive. They occupy all the place in the world, yet, when we try to take over a single iota of space, they brand us as groomers, political ideologists or whatever the latest buzzword of the day is. Why do they have to be everywhere, in such high numbers, all the time? How come they get to live such easy lives, not having to be plagued by any idea of the very fact that they were born as they were meant to be, and that their identity correlated exactly to what society tells them to be? If we are indeed so free, why the hell is there no space for us, a space where we don't need to hide from eyes that look us up and down, staring into our fucking souls, a space where you are called slurs in hushed conversations. Why? Why do politicians ask for our heads when we just ask for our identity? Why do we have to give so many explanations just for our existence? Everything sucks here and I fucking hate it.

Musings of Artes Blackheart. My ode to Daxayoni.