Through following the grief traces in my heart, I stumbled over a slim young girl, covered in pink slimy fluid, in the center of a ritual disk groove, encircled by dark hooded women. All in the forest. The girl was in pain, screaming in agony. She vomited a big phallus. The surrounding women watched calmly. The girl continued roaring. Her body bloated, then shrunk, bloated, then shrunk again. Parts of her body were taking penis shapes, as if a huge inner phallus was stretching her skin from the inside out.
It was a painstaking happening to witness. I didn’t really know what to make of what I was seeing. The cool attitude of the women beside me felt disturbing. I asked one of them, what the hack was going on. “That happens, when you want to become both sexes”, she responded somewhat vengefully.
I got mad, jumped into the circle, and grabbed the girl with the intent to run away with her. The girl’s skin collapsed into a mouth that spat out a baby. I fled the place with the baby in my hand. Jumped out from that space, wherever that is, and made sure to close the portals.
I still don’t know what to make of all that. Was I to interfere with whatever was happening? Should I have observed the situation longer, before acting? Was the girl mutating into an androgynous being that They wanted to become? Or was She being punished for an attempt of taking on sexes, that she was not approved for, by whomever?
I don’t know. May They be well.
The baby needs to be safe.