The Marbled Maykins of An Amerycan Trannymal Annyvers Addition By a Furreal Lyfe Bearded Laydee
Hayer Part Three: A year ago I changed my name A year ago I changed my name as to symbolize a commitment made to the love of my lyfe, the one of my dreams, my soulmayte - somethin human people doin often for each other several tymes throughout one lyfespan even. A year ago I changed my name as to symbolize my freedom from a place of severe oppression and vyolent tyranny against my natural existence - somethin my blood been doin for more spells to than they'd care to count. A year ago I changed my name as to symbolize my devotion to a certain way of lyfe that is to be an endless practice and patience - something I am eternally grateful to have every single day I am blessed with rotations round this star. A year ago I changed my name as an artist may title they work before even beginnin ta conceive its execution - somethin muses have been a whispering into creative ears since the beginnin of tune.
Hayer Part Two: A year ago I fell in love. And when I arrived, there at the fall. I was not with anyone in particular. Yet with every single one, ever. I didn't fall in love with a person, ya see. I fell in love, with a space A place called negative and in between. A playce where most see nothing at all. I fell in love with a place of being in love. A year ago I changed my name to symbolize a union with this a belief greater than myself. A vast and endless place of everything and nothing. A year ago I fell in fear with everything there is to fear. A year ago I fell in love with everything there is to love. A year ago I changed my name to a spot, that until then only known inside my heart, my dreams - something my born name believed could only exist once upon an ever after, in galaxies so far, and on planes of time and space unseen.
Hayer Part 1: A year ago I changed my name for this place was hidden from me most of my life yet protected, kept safe in the very weapons used against me. And after a lifetime of learnin to defend myself with not just a shield, a wall, a block, a boom, but also within the most effective simultaneous counterattack that can only come with not just acceptance for them attacks and attackers, but the love for them as well, that keeping them so close kinda feels. A year ago I changed my name to the two weapons that have destroyed everything I hold dear and created an ultimate choice inside my heart, a weapon to yield for the rest of my rotations. A choice to be unsafe, a choice to be afraid, a choice to be conscious, a choice to be proud, a choice to be happy, a choice to be called an enemy, out loud, at least everyday of my life, and to celebrate the fuck outta that, with patience. A year ago I changed my name because every time its called now, at least one dream comes true. Never did get much from a wishin but dreams, now those are made of freedom.
Happy Freedomversary My Sweet, Hollywood Texas
P.S. EXTENDED EDIBLE As Ta Not Be Called Late For Dinner:
A year ago I changed my name so that now makes a couple things ya can't call me, but I've just always simply loved nicknames and terms of endearment. Because a year ago I changed my name to ensure I still get mine, on a daily basis - This is the list of approved names, phrases, sayings and exclamations laying down that side of the coin, that are appropriate to holler when ya ready for yers truthly to come runnin: Homo, Fag, Faggot, Freak, Fairy, Punk, Pussy, Puff, Bitch, Cunt, Witch, Weirdo, Queer, He-She, Tranny, Sissy, Slut, Skank, Whore, Tramp, Puto, Snowflake, Tinkerbell... A year ago I changed my name to Also please also feel free to get creative with combinations like these top winners: Queer Freak, Freakin Weirdo, Big Faggot, Fukin Pussy, Lil Bitch, Punk Ass, Punk Bitch, Bitch Boy, A WhatThfuck! / An Oh Hellnaw!, Flamin Homo, Cock Sucker, Prick Gobbler, Pillow Bitter, Cum Bucket, Dick Dumpster, and just the more tragic and repulsive the better, really
THE TEA ES They be uh TS They am not a man They am not a woman They am the revolution A transexual And the revolution is they Don't wanna be either neither Not a transsexual man Not a transsexual woman No, for they now know That I am the revolution Yea the revolution is me And this is they body Lick it up sweetheart
I am the revolution Yea revolution is me And movement they weapon This body they resistance I am the revolution The revolution is me Balance they armor Grace they charred wheel chariot I am the revolution The revolution is me Breath be they war cry And patience they drum I am the revolution The revolution is me They meditate
TM Trade Marked the revolution Yes a Tranny is me Traded and Marked Chain and bound Broken from the revolution Still the revolution breaks me A Slave no more Fought & won but still fightin for I am the revolution The revolution is me Full fledged Tranny Says it is a revolution love song Yes a revolution song is me With honor on they breast With hair on they chin With my heart on they hips They do the revolution Yes the revolution does me
No need for no stinkin badges Don't want no applause Not for the revolution no thanks The revolution is me and believe They do wanna hoodoo but Don't wanna what for I am the revolution The revolution is me ya see Don't want lots of things that I'm fixed with Dreaming of the revolution The revolution of my dreams Like hearing what y'all think bout it Every damned day of my fear filled life Living the life of the revolution The revolution living in me
I am the revolution The revolution is me A human being theyself And they, unlike who they used to be Are most true today with knowing theyself To be not a brain, body or beater but A butt, a behind, a rear end, a bottom, backside, bum, bustle, dollop, derrière, an ass, an arse, a breech , a booty, a caboose, can, culo, keister, fundament, fanny, rump, rosebud, tail, trunk, seat, posterior, heinie, tush, tuccus, a six, a fourth point of contact, patootie, grinder, jacksie, dump truck, dumpster, cakes, cheeks, buns, hindquarters, hams, haunches, humps, rumps, duffs, puffs, nates, taint, hurdie oh gurdie they got it all under the sun where most don't let it shine
For this land is they land This land is the revolution This CUNTry 'tis of THEY A place where the butt talks And I am the revolution kind The revolution is this land mine Maximus, Medius, Minimus Generals of the glorious Gluteus nation Keys to the revolution A revolution war machine Yes that's me I am the revolution The revolution is me 🌹