Kid-man (not Nicole)
Guys are so fucking dick-brained. Read the newspapers. Try to keep your pies open, keep them open as they push harder and harder for the extinction, final obliteration of the Woman genealogy. It is your duty to keep your spirit alive and stay conscious as the patriarchal system is going into overdrive. No way to stop the machine as it irremediably destroys the last flickering flames of hope, the Woman spirit you carry inside.
Those men play gods, those men live their technological nightmare. Those men everywhere, who use our body system to reproduce, those men took control of their host and take everything into their hands. Already we are manipulated into fitting the images produced by their crooked brains… their deadened brains, devoid of any feeling, brains traversed by high voltage, painful surges of currents, the juice they cabookle onto, as they torture themselves into ever more arrogant enterprises.
All scientists, any person who show a tendency to manipulate us, nature, direct us: eliminate them as perpetrator of the ultimate crime: conspiring against Womanity. Any of you reader who works into the techno-scientific complex, all you who manipulate the living or elaborate instruments of death, please shoot yourself and take your colleagues with you into ignominious death. Please turn your weapons against yourself, spare us your presence, realize that according to our precepts, YOU are not useful, YOUR life has no meaning, and therefore, if we were to adopt YOUR way of thinking AGAINST you, then we shall kill you.
Those kid-men ruling the world… ruling… ah… they still are in their nappies, wallowing in their feces, that their diseased brain start thinking of spatial conquest and designer babies… see a kid starting to play with a truck and dismantling a piece of mechanics? Kill it. Please. Nothing good will come of it.
Ah… kids kidnapped by the patriarchal State… we can’t even teach our kids how to entertain the world… how to respect it. They come back from school, transformed into monsters. We can’t admit this to ourselves: those are not our sons; those are not the people we wanted to bring to this world. Rearing a kid in this world is giving a tool to the State to oppress us even further. Fearing we might realize the subterfuge, and finally revolt, the State is looking into artificial methods of baby production. Taking control of the Woman body. Replicating it ex-utero.
They will soon not even need us as slaves, and will finally realize that man’s dream: whores who can’t bear babies (sophisticated holes designed primarily to hold and massage the hallowed penis), and on the other side, brainless mothers popping babies in industrial quantities… the way they forced our sister cows… the way they forced our sister hens. The dream of a man: mother and whore, separate but both enslaved… as they cannot bear the thought of a whore-mother, our essential duality… and their State as God governing us all. The man’s ideal…