Just open your eyes
Gender Is A Spectrum You Fuckers
Just like everything in this damn universe
I know. You saw the title of this article and clicked on it out of profound rage. Already the vein is popping out of your head like Doug Quaid in Total Recall.
The steam is blowing out of your ears with that train noise like it’s Tom and Jerry, and you’re grabbing your damn pitchfork and your various categorical designations like ‘Woke Disciple’ to stuff me into for your sanity.
And look, that’s just fine by me. But not everyone over forty is incapable of investigating the new ideas coming into the world. I wrote about this long before woke became the latest dumb fucking label created by humans in a world where we are utterly determined to build more imaginary walls to cut ourselves off from each other in the prison of duality — furthering our unexplainable feelings of isolation and loneliness.
So just calm down, okay. Inject some chamomile into your eyeballs and drink some hemp-infused kombucha. Because like it or not, you need to hear this. Not because you have to agree with it and change your worldview. Just so you can understand where other humans — who suffer just like you — are coming from and, so you can generate some tolerance in a world crying out for it.
The hidden world of colour.
It’s terrifying to think about a boundariless world, but we only need to analyse a rainbow to understand it’s true. Our rainbow is a series of colours from red through to violet. It’s a reliable system designed to make things easy. But it is still a system.
Is there a clearly distinguishable point where red becomes orange, orange becomes yellow or yellow becomes green?
Colours are mental constructs. One of those idiot couples off a renovation show might argue about whether a certain colour is green or blue. But once they look it up, they realise it’s aqua-turquoise, and everyone is happy. As long as there is a category, no one needs to panic.
When you remove the categories of the rainbow, you are faced with the horror of a spectrum.
Don’t shit your pants but it’s technically one damn colour.
Many things in this universe are imaginary. A red rose is every colour except red. When white light hits it, the rose absorbs every colour except red light which is reflected into our eyes. A rose is white because it can’t absorb any light, so it’s all reflected. Your iPhone is black because it absorbs every damn colour. It’s why white things like my knob stay cool and black things like your iPhone get hot as fuck. But I digress.
The Physical Body.
We all know about Adam and Eve, the first Instagram influencers who ate the apple of duality and began the game of ‘reality’. People take them seriously and use these imaginary symbols of samsaric delusion to feed their binary understanding of gender.
According to our traditional model, there are two basic categories of the physical body. There is the female with wider hips for child birthing, tits for breastfeeding and tit wanking and a vagina that is multi-functional but mainly for sex, babies, pissing etc.
Then there is the male with bigger shoulders for holding himself up in the missionary position. Shallower hips to fit between a woman’s legs and a hairy cock and testicles to impregnate the ladies with or stick between the titties. The male also has more facial hair — especially the hipsters on their Penny Farthings smoking their bacon pipes.
For years, all we had was Encylopedia Britannica and our school textbooks to understand the world, and to some degree, it was fine.
As Cypher would say, ignorance is Bliss.
But we don’t have to live in ignorance.
Social media algorithms make it damn hard to learn anything outside our current belief systems. Still, if we try, we can find undeniable evidence that there are many variants of these male-female bodies.
If we experienced the incredible landscape of humans in great detail, we would be awed by the manly men and womanly women, manly women and womanly men, men with vaginas, women with penises, men with both, women with both, men with neither, women with neither, Big men, little women, little women, big men. I could go on all night, butter friends.
Until recently, we haven’t really had categories for these differences, and now that we are developing them — as with aqua turquoise, many of us are still stuck at the level of arguing if it is green or blue. I don’t think it’s pure intolerance. The internet has blown our knowledge wide open and it’s hard for some people to take it.
Tolerance and understanding have to go both ways.
The Non-Physical
Our society is very dependent on science, and at some level, that’s an excellent thing. It shows we are relying on evidence rather than scripture for our beliefs. But what about the mind? The nature of consciousness is cognizant yet without material qualities, so how can the mind be studied when it is both subject and object? Can a knife cut itself? Can the eye see itself without a mirror? It’s no mystery why science can’t get to the bottom of things.
But it’s not like the mind hasn’t been studied. We can analyse it through meditation. The findings are profoundly similar if you look at the massively documented results of meditation over thousands of years. And if we could embrace meditation as a science, we could unlock the secrets of life and death.
Scientists record their observations in deep experiments that we can’t possibly observe for ourselves. So we rely on their word of mouth results. Yet, we hold meditators in contempt for their word of mouth results. Perhaps this is because they don’t wear white coats, use telescopes or glass beakers and write academic papers that set our brains on fire. Regardless, there is remarkable consistency in the observations of meditators.
One of those observations is the presence of both female and male energies within the psycho-physical nervous system.
Many traditions speak of these energies and there are many volumes of texts on how to work with them. Working with them is the basis of tantra itself. Perhaps you have only heard of the sexual variety of tantra, but it’s a very vast subject.
Even in the sexual variety, people get carried away in bliss, but it’s just a method of discovering these male-female energies in your system. It’s a practice that is thousands of years old with endless volumes of instruction and commentary, but still, there are no white coats and Bunsen burners, so let’s move on.
When you look at your own body and mind, can you notice what makes you a man or a woman?
- Is it your penis? Does that mean if I cut it off, you are now a woman? Is it even physical at all?
- What about the mind? If you don’t even know what your mind is, how can you pinpoint what is male or female about it?
- Is it your name? Indeed not since it is an imaginary construct given to you from outside of yourself.
- Is it your attraction toward males or females? Not given the many sexual preferences in the world.
So what is left?
I do not deny that men are men and women are women.
They are. And I think anyone that is trying to destroy that is an idiot. But I’m also saying that new categories of gender are coming about. That doesn’t mean the people these categories represent haven’t been around a long time. We have just classed them as freaks for not fitting one of the categories like aqua-turquoise doesn’t truly fit blue or green.
Why shouldn’t they be given their categories? And since there are women with penises and men with vaginas, what is the difference if a woman without a penis wants to be a man? Or a man without a vagina wants to be a woman? We have already established that a penis is irrelevant in the making of a man (Chopping it off, remember?)
And if you have a problem with the whole toilet thing, understand that toilet infrastructure and politics is something that we have evolved culturally. What is the problem with having private unisex cubicles with their own sink and mirror, so you don’t have to worry about reading what those increasingly weird female male signs say on the door? Don’t worry, there will still be plenty of space on the walls for your messages.
For a good time, call Frank after midnight on (phone number hidden by Medium).
It seems to be a more rational way of doing things anyway.
And look, as I said, I’m not trying to change your mind.
I’m just asking you to understand where people are coming from and have some damn compassion and tolerance. Because if there is anything in this world we need right now, it is more tolerance and fewer boundaries.
And look, you might have your signs out now pointing at me and chanting WOKE DISCIPLE to the melody of Who Let The Dogs Out or whatever. But, I’m a forty-five-year-old man. I have nothing to gain in this argument and these are my own thoughts. I meditate a lot, mull things over a lot, and come to my own conclusions. There’s no authority where I get my information. But humans are addicted to categories, so go ahead and put me in a category anyway because I feel nothing but love for you. And I understand how you feel.
The possibility that we are all one, infinite, non-dual and boundariless is terrifying.
