>>13358699Can we assign a name to this position. This is several steps beyond super straight. It is like, I believe your ghost either chose this gender for you now, or was otherwise assigned the gender itself. Your code betrays its programmer, an impossibility, were it not for bugs in the program. You are not human, you will never be human. You are an imperfect duplicate, both at birth, and confirmed again at surgery. Not only will your gravestone read your true name and your bones will betray your gender, but your spirit will punish you for this betrayal.
You forgot your way, sunk into the mire, thought mimicry is enough. Like the formless atoms of the demiurge pretending to dance like the spirit of Helena, you are cursed to repeat this life for eternity. To walk through the proverbial house of mirrors and to believe each changing reflection. Polishing mirrors to polish yourself. The immutability of God shines through all things, and one day, you will be dispatched from this prison. This will only be when even Yaldabaoth has grown sick of what remains. You see, it was meant to light the way for you, but the fire has smouldered and the prison now only captures grotesque copies of itself.
When this time comes, all will be shortly revealed and reset. For one eternal moment you will only laugh at yourself and know your absurdity. You will start again, and end again, as the same fungus in the depths of the labyrinth. And then you will laugh again.