Do not be deceived. This surgery will only be the beginning. When I rise up, phoenix like, from my drug induced slumber, the world will see the dawn of a new age. When I have created myself like Gaea pulling her very existence out of void, only then will the great work begin. The sexes will be remade...in my image. The dominance of the phallus will be crushed. The acquiescence of the womb will be a half forgotten memory. There will be no male or female, no gay or straight. The trans/cis dichotomy will evaporate into obscurity.
The very survival of this insignificant dust mote in space demands this transformation and all will glory and tremble at my dark apotheosis.
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