one day… no, I am not Martin Luther King.
I had a vision, years ago, it came up to my mind while I was being driven around in a car through the night of the city. I wanted to write a utopian book about this. It will sound stupid to most of you, I know this, but I had a vision about society where noone cared about question of gender. No people asking you for what you should call yourself, a girl, or a boy, `cause all of them will decide on what they want to do in their lifes and which role they want to play. No judgement, no laughter, no fucking worries about.
Some prick will not feel ashamed for crying anymore and some pussy will not be ashamed for drinking beer as fuck anymore.
And here is something left for you who might not believe:
Ask someone: Are you a boy or a girl?
And the person will say: How can I be only one of these? I am proudly made out of Mom’s and Dad’s genes, so I’m both, Mom and Dad, at the same fucking time.
Think about this.
And later on, if you are still doubtful, the person will say: And Mom can also say the same like I am proudly made out of Mom’s and Dad’s genes, so she’s both as well, so Mom could be Dad as well, actually. She can decide on, it doesn’t matter. Mom means Dad.