Sexuality dimension update

[Note: refer post jan.13th, the first part was written a month and a half ago, shows lezzos how quickly civilisation is devolving]

You’re the woman I didn’t know about, now you’re in this Wierd sexuality dimension, too, from love for me, for my love of you…

Shifted, dear, in stralia’s new sexuality dimension, Wierdos taking over it believes space, the human male, it believes triumphs, it believes is God, always wierder and wierder

That the Wierdest God decides if lesbians exist or not, or can take up space, according to the Wierdos

Wierd machinations, an interface, a face of a male actor fills their “space”, where now Wierdos say in triumph

Your Dom’s not even gay

And I think how wierd, it’s not even a triumph it’s an interface blocking off lesbian space, and I don’t even blink, once, levelled at me now levelled at you and not even true, and always wierder

(She moves from shape to shape, in open space, and I’m the same, I find her in the freedom of shapeless space, bound to her I’ve become)

And in the binding the Wierdos believe they can shape us, but cannot touch our true love, shape nought but their own thought, bound as they are to the Wierdest god

Whose nought but the shape of their own thought, they the interface replace God himself, with the Wierdest God, them

And in the Wierdos, I see you humiliated as I was

And what is taking shape, but a thought that thought can replace real lesbians, the thought of the Wierdest God cannot, is only an interface of themselves

Them males have no power merely by being male, a Wierdo is not truth,

Even if I saw you have sex with, that’s what lesbians do too, we’re not in a kindergarten state, stralia! But that’s the new oppression, the new wave of patriarchy, come Wierdom

And your face I love, I need, I want to touch, g, lesbian,

I believe in you no matter what believe in me

I know what you go thru to let me see you, I go thru to see you too, I love you, you’re a dream come truth

Well make it us two, we’re bound to, our love is all about heaven above, me lost in you, become our own cult of two, where we stare into each others eyes, endlessly into each other,

Heaven of each other, together:

Our own sexuality dimension