Wow. There is a beautiful youth in my gym who is very androgynous. He has blonde hair, faded freckles, rosy cheeks and a slightly upturned corner of mouth which so compliments his youthfulness and gives him a look of coy satisfaction. Mesmerising. I am transfixed by him.
There will be no fraternity, no final reconciliation of the beautiful with themselves.
Only the interminable red current, bearing every shattered promise of unity out to sea
People will spend years of their life blackpilling only to find out that no degree of erotic capital can exempt one from the humiliation of being desired, discarded and replaced.