Insurance Misandry

Insurance Misandry

The masons, disgraceful. Open misogyny, segregated, surrogated club(feet) rule makers rubber-dub/duckies. Sickens then turns, ripe harvesters sign. Stubborn stumble must burn.

Men and their (sexual) ‘glances’ dogs mostly, chancers, small insignificant(s) turgid sycophants. Ruled by their plots, weighing in ‘rocks’. Lost tribe of males. Get lost, get impaled, let us exhale. What a relief, I’ll describe the brief…..

Insurance, (⬇️) fuck you! I take responsibility too, fuck my own risk, not paying to protect myself. The trip wires do that. I don’t need financial reward, just don’t open my door!

A con in conceiving, reapers deceit. Collection to cover, let happenstance speak, role-play recovery, from coincidences abruptly interrupted. Retreated?

It’s all inside their contract-birth-wrongs. Slavery becomes mentally entrenched, when we’re constantly drenched in fear-mongered cod’s-wallop. Metaphorical shackles, do.

Turn off all your open-ending, misdirection, condescension. Notice now, through different numbers. Balance prowess. Growing confident. Power’s abacus’ probability topples in tantrum’s vicinity. (2021 vernacular)

Blah-bore boys. Oligarchic poison anecdotal antidote. Theft in heftier handfuls. Bring corporations to their bloody knees. Seize not seize! Adoration, double entendre, always my flare.

Cabinet shifters, tax collectors, no respect for pushers, whose pens pick at our pockets. Never less enthused, than in awareness of open abuse. MPs symphonic bubonic bullshitter.

Its getting riper here, In volume we start to mass. I shivered as I write. Watch my spite heighten. I don’t intend to frighten, but I’ve had enough. Fuck the fuss! It’s time for unrest to bless.

Trite talk of detritus, think we’re leftovers. Don’t try us. Underdog biters, rabid and courteous. Watch us. We’re indigenous to planet earth. Stop and search us.

Shirking off in blunderbusses, rocket phallis’ shaped voyeuristic doom fuck-ships. Leave us to heal her. Take your testosterone, terraform a newer home. Far-fucking-far-away. (Ha)

Let the unseen corruptor-confuser adjust us remaining ‘losers’, as oestrogen mimicking, transformer-her, bring matriarchy forward. Lead us. Thrive alive. Micro plastic virus reign. Genetically changed.

In summary commentary, lays predictability. Turn off the audio, TV, didactic peeper showing. Consider my dysfunction, endocrine, wrong plumbing. Propaganda disclosure.

I have to declare, with utter dispare, that these penis machines, their naivety mirror, the masculine blinker, “genital-thinkers” (mostly), jet propulsion sucks, fossil based yuck. 🤮

There is no box, simply confines of creation, the bounding edges, ‘his’ divisive inflation. What we need is nurture, rule by those this comes natural to.

This isn’t the males. They ‘compete’ and scale. Each other’s invention, a race, not a compliment. In women we must, give power and trust. Laminate not decimate. There is no information paradox. Reality.

Restore matriarchal, societal balance. Please. We’re, asking nicely, our preference is simply. The gift of her governance, polar shift toward harmony. Or will take it, of course. Let’s negotiate 1st? :)

Move on with an amnesty, as men’s failures are apparent here. They’ve had their times, now on mass resign. It’s coming, I feel it. Support and encourage it. Reveal our species, evolve to thrive. BE, not ‘worker’ BEE.

The major folly, we don’t need, insurance-policy-drain-agreed! Cut off all his greedy income. Starve his thriving fingers, listen. Role play for a single day.

Take control. She’ll heal our race. (Collectively).

We met at a strange moment, see. Anthropologically. In decades more in spheres we must, allow the ruination thrust, to be forgiven, lesson burnt, no rectilinear concern. Circle it.

There is no beginning, there is no end, in cycles, females INNERSTAND Hormonal, moon phase, gravitationally, the sine of consciousness repeats. It’s reassuring just to know. In success-dress, rehearsal shon. Move it on.

The moments now. In harmony. The generation for female leads. Seed it, recognition that, our cultures lack the underpin, of nurture. Sinners m! Lost the empathy of wombs, beaten witches. Stole their runes.

Men took from women, what men fear, the simple truth, their superior. More connected, sympathetic, grouping-networks, sharing remedies, creating LIFE. In tune with EVERYTHING.

Reintroduced to Governance-Matriarchal intelligence. Let women lead, our species heed, let’s germinate this vanguard, please. 🙏

https://www.niehs.nih.gov/health/topics/agents/endocrine/index.cfm

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Endocrine_disruptor

https://en.m.wiktionary.org/wiki/phallis

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Double_entendre

Note; I have car insurance!

IM(V)HO