Why don’t we declare our own war?

An orgy of violence, even slightly expanding the small window of allowed gestures into millions of precincts burning, writhing together in unlimited grief, unlimited pleasure.

There are so many people who feel safe calling for our deaths. They are the ones that should feel that their end is coming, because it is.

Face to face, the fragility of our enemies is fucking laughable. They put billions of dollars into protecting their fragile egos, their joke little suburban families, militarizing the borders around their sad little sexualities. Gender failures, living in constant fear, praying to stave off this inevitable unraveling. The more they attempt to police and groom nature into this arrangement, the more chaos they create.

But chaos is our language, not theirs. That's why in a slightly squatted forest, they imagine us as the Viet Cong. Their fantasies of a trans menace ravaging their safety becomes the manifestation of their next era, our era. In every one of their predatory projections, every law they pass, they beg and beg for us to consume them. To suck the flesh off their bones and spit the remains into a hole seeping back into the earth. This desire haunts their waking nightmares.

We already know, via sex work and porn searches that the "western man" wants to fully submit to us. The more repressed he gets, the more he yearns for us. Salivating for trans seed, paying top dollar to suck us off in dark alleys and fuck us in hotel rooms in members only clubs. The more he exposes his vulnerabilities, the more opportunities we will find to strike.

It’s come time for us to declare war. As if it hasn't been declared already.

Our eradication announced in an executive order.

The time of being humanized by liberal attempts to normalize and domesticate us is obviously over. This approach has failed a million times, hypnotizing everyone and killing us with a death of a thousand cuts.

It is time for us to remember what it means to be queer and alive.

We’ve lost our sacred thread, the ecstasy of our first anal orgasm, the shallow breaths of our souls awakening, the primordial right to our sacred sexualities. We’re even losing the thread of intergenerational protection and nurturing of young queer souls, leaving them with the fetishistic internet for a mother, which at best is a panopticon, at worst a police state.

Those that came of age in an earlier time experienced wild, chaotic, free spaces and were nurtured by queer elders IRL who fought for their wildness and protection. These spaces have been systematically destroyed by real estate and police fascism, forcing further generations to be raised by Reddit, or a middle aged Grindr hookup - the remaining spaces converted to expensive cocktail venues and blanched fine art non-profit “spaces”.

We all know that what we’re looking for is not just watching a band or DJ. Its an orgiastic experience where the sky opens up and everything is possible. Communal ekstasis changes your heart.

Our strategy of war, as much as it is to tear holes in rich men’s safety, is to also open up these portals, sacred holes in society where everyone can enter and experience the ecstasy of being a liberating body - someone who opens more holes of their own, until all desires for control and order are eroded and consumed by our mutualistic orgiastic horde.

The orb of goddess consciousness, this primordial cosmic force urges a time of

Endless music, Endless affection, Endless care, Endless cooperation, Endless Violence, And constant expression, Expansion.

Before you even think about killing yourself...
Burn every bridge, attack everything.
Fuck wildly in the woods, get guns.

Form a cell/crew/affinity group/gang.
Learn opsec, attack, start small.
Set larger and larger goals.

Become painfully beautiful.

Get good, Get really good.

Get everything.

Come find us.
Los Angeles, May 2025
Bash Back Summer

Comments

Stormy (not verified) Sun, 11/24/2024 - 06:17

Wow. Badly scribbled agitprop from some truly deranged haters of humanity. Let us hope these fiends speak for no one but themselves.

anon (not verified) Sun, 11/24/2024 - 09:12

L.A.? I'd gladly attend as far as this ain't a Trans-only thing. But ain't L.A. one of the *least* provocative places to be doing this? This ain't like CHUDville, Florida or something, right?

Spapeggi (not verified) Sun, 11/24/2024 - 20:53

In reply to by anon (not verified)

Have you ever been to California? The entire state is CHUDville. Besides a few pockets of liberal neighborhoods in LA, SF and Oakland, the entire state is very red.

anon (not verified) Sun, 11/24/2024 - 09:44

Was thinking “sounds culty and delusional,” then I read the line about a “goddess orb”

anon (not verified) Sun, 11/24/2024 - 10:39

there's so many things wrong with this I don't even know where to begin. to think unconstrained pleasure is revolutionary is totally silly. It's equating jacking off with insurrection. totally laughable garbage.

anon (not verified) Sun, 11/24/2024 - 11:16

In reply to by anon (not verified)

IIIIII DIRECT MY OWN EGO-ANARCHO-SOLIPSIST INSURRECTION FROM THE BASEMENT OF SOCIETY EVERY NITE SO TO USE THE SELF-ORGASMIC OSMOSIS ACROSS THE FABRIC SEMANTIC REALITY THEN CLEANSE MY MIND BODY AND SOUL WITH THE VITAL ORGOOONE!!!

anon (not verified) Mon, 11/25/2024 - 10:31

In reply to by anon (not verified)

Feels pretty tired sexualizing everything. I want the calls for conflict to come to reality, but I don't think many are built for unrestrained anything. Please prove me wrong, though.

anon (not verified) Sat, 11/30/2024 - 21:30

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ROMO?

Howls of fierce darkness and sex-less resent for the Contemptuous!

anon (not verified) Sun, 11/24/2024 - 21:43

Meh... that's every fucking nite in Paris' Bois de Boulogne and even Vincennes I think, and everyone knows about the tranny prostitutes there, and only interested cares. So not the most radical thing ever? But context is everything, I guess...

anon (not verified) Sat, 11/30/2024 - 20:02

ah yes, the insurrectionary desire to spit on one’s hands and valorize ‘unlimited grief.’

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