None of that was intended to be facetious, no.
I hate humanity, as a collective thing. There are plenty of individuals that I’m plenty partial towards, but in terms of anything larger–societal structures and systems, culture, biological drives, identities–I find the whole thing pretty loathsome. I pretty much hate any human who breeds. I think children are horrendous, vile things. There are too many of us, we spend too much of our energy desperately trying to restrict the actions and choices of each other, we’re can’t get past fucking natural essentialism of the body and mind, and we are so fucking stupid–our brains are basically hardwired to believe countless natural and logical fallacies. Moving through the world and society as it currently is structured fills me with dysphoria–these spaces and cultures and norms were never designed for me, and I put up with them, stealth through them, but fuck, I hate every moment of it.
We’re fucked up. It’s even more fucked up, because with consciousness and free will and scientific advancement I firmly believe we’re capable of improving ourselves beyond all of these flaws into something genuinely (trans/post)human, but we lack any collective will to do so.
All of these beliefs should be pretty self-evident from the shit I write, honestly. Hell, “City of Bears,” the longest thing I’ve written, is designed around the fundamental shift of the human species to a single masculine gender, predicated on assumptions of longevity, rebirth and a fluid genetic structure. The sexiest fucking thing to me is literally ruining someone’s humanity. In my mind, being the most fucked up shit I’ve written–objects, animals, strange monstrosities–all of that is still preferable to banal humanity.
So I don’t know if this is “edgy” or not, but it’s definitely what I believe.
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