Recently, I tried to take a break from social networks for an undetermined time to safeguard sanity and spiritual potency. Step away from the device. All electronic devices are soul-sucking to some degree and you are advised to meditate or hug a tree from time to time to save your soul. Be that as it may, my vacation away from liberal social network weapons against people who hurt feelings they do not understand was of course cut short. Every time I try to get out, they pull me back in!
Publishing two different books does not afford me the opportunity to break away from current events altogether which means checking email. During the vacation away from the liberal social network weapons, it was my intention to just visit spiritual and positive sites to raise my vibration. I am subscribed to a few spiritual and pagan websites. Occasionally, they send me something that catches interest and I will read the post and sometimes comment. Of course they would send me a post with “transgender” in the title. Should have ignored it but I do not claim perfection. My two cents were later deleted by the post author.
Some days later I get another post from the same website and it has a title that intrigues during this spiritual vacation time. I venture to read this post dealing with spirituality and just a few paragraphs in the author confesses to being a transgender and of course the post is centered around transgenderism. Imagine my consternation. I have threatened to unsubscribe as they surely cannot contend with comments from eternal fire.
All is as it should be and of course I was meant to have my vacation cut short and get sensibilities offended by the internet. Why? What is my problem with transgender? I have been asked that question a few times after enlightenment and posting on the issue and it has not changed. The question has come in many forms; What business is it of mine? What is my interest in the issue? Who am I to judge such people? I am on this planet to deal with life or death of the species. Built to burn out hearts or lift them with love to celestial wonders, I am Firestorm Omega and this world turns towards salvation and a prescribed matriarch society kicking and screaming if necessary. I can drop dead tomorrow and only the path changes. The final destiny is written in cosmic stone. Until that blessed event, I must suffer here as what appears to be part of the existential deal.
My divine message brings doom to the LGBTQ community and do not look for any tears from the messenger. Great powers did not send a poet to break the news gently. Such is well beyond powers granted to retribution and any configuration of words shall not be met well that spell your end. If you are a frequent reader here then you know Warrior tears are reserved for people much more deserving and waiting for a very long time. Some of you would shame and jail Beauty while welcoming perversion of pretense into your home and restrooms.
Transgender represents the zenith of cultural perversion in a world where pretense has become philosophy. It is another slap in the face to the earth goddess. The mental illness is called Dysphoria and it is not resigned to just people wanting to change gender. Some people want to change ethnic race or become a unicorn. Transgender wants to pretend to be another sex and mostly change from a man to a woman. Well, that is fine. However, to expect society to maintain the pretense is psychotic or certainly on the border of psychosis. People use the diagnosis now to confirm sex reassignment rather than get treatment.
Transgender is covered briefly in my book simply because it is a simple issue. However, transgender as individuals are not necessarily the real problem. Dr. Frankenstein is the problem. Dr. Frankenstein preys on the disturbed and the desperate. Science or Dr. Frankenstein needs a saddle soon. Dr. Frankenstein is the true mysogynist and only a man would come up with a medical procedure to turn a man into a woman. It should be noted that today Frankensteins do not consist only of men. Feminism shows the world such female monsters as Shulasmith Firestone who wanted to turn the birthing process over to machines. Such women exist today at places like MIT. In my future, Frankensteins are hunted to extinction. This world turns toward a new beautiful future where pretense and monsters are a fading memory.
The last time I tried to take days off from battle paving way for return of the Goddess, fate decided to send an uncomfortable dream about Hillary Clinton. You think I would learn a lesson. Not yet. I will now ignore email a few days and get on with vacation meditation raising vibration. The war will still be there when I get back. Who’s afraid of disturbed men wearing dresses and a little dream?
What Is Gender Dysphoria? - American Psychiatric Association