She
looked up at me; I could read the fear in her eyes. We knew they would find us
sooner or later, but I had to soothe her before she had a full on panic attack
and help them find us on the sooner side.
I
decided to answer her question. She asked me “Mommy, why are they after us? Why
do they want to kill us?”
Well
Anyu, the reasoning is both complex and simple. I will tell you a story about
The Beginning that will explain how we got here and why I know we will survive.
In the beginning of time,
we all had the ability to listen to the Earth and the Universe. We were heavily
attuned to our surroundings, our bodies, and our desires. However, this ability
came easier to about half of us- the femmes. Everybody was capable, but the
mascs had to surrender to the femmes in order to become really attuned. The
mascs tended to have more physical strength, and they were devoted to the
femmes. They used their strength to protect us and we used our knowledge wells to
teach and care for them. The relationship was one of mutuality.
But
resentment was unleashed. A small group of mascs began meeting in secret, they
were slow learners and as much as we tried to teach them to attune and listen
deeply they began to feel shame. They began to feel different, left out. They
began to feel powerless.
In
our society power flowed evenly between femmes and mascs, we relied on each
other. But when this group of mascs failed to attune they gave up and lashed
out. They started murmuring in the streets, inserting doubt and fear in other
mascs. They spread the messages that femmes held too much power and that our
ability to listen deeply to the Earth was keeping us from progressing. Their
fake prophecy proclaimed that humans were superior to animals and plants and
therefore we should not take their harm into consideration. They started
selling a vision for a different society, one where mascs held the power. Where
mascs used their physical strength to dominate femmes. Where femme devotion
seized to exist.
The
whispers grew louder. We thought nothing of the whispers, they sounded so
absurd to us. We stopped trying to teach this group of mascs how to attune
because they were no longer open to it. But we did nothing to counter the
narrative because we didn’t feel it was a threat.
Oh how wrong we were. This
alternative vision spoke to darkness in the mascs, it fed their insecurities.
It was an easier path. It was the path of less resistance because they didn’t
have to learn from femmes, they didn’t have to be devoted to us, they didn’t
have to be accountable to Earth. The spark started a flame that started a fire
that we didn’t feel burning until it was too wide to contain.
They
met in the shadows, plotting their attack and the structure for their new
society. They knew how powerful we were. They knew we would see them coming and
reach their humanity before they could attack. And they knew they needed us,
many of us had wombs so they needed us for reproduction, and we also did a
majority of the caring labor in the community, which the mascs needed to
survive. We ran the community.
They
designed a multi-prong attack. They would burn the forest as a distraction,
they knew we would mobilize immediately to control the fire and they knew they
had to sever our connection to our bodies where we drew most of our knowledge.
They decided that forcing sex on us - what we now call rape- was the best
method. They knew a non-consensual act would change our relationship to our
bodies. They knew that we would break. And lastly, they were prepared to murder
the resistors. They knew some of us would be too strong to break and would need
to be used as examples for the rest to fall in line.
I
learned about their plan earlier today, one of the mascs couldn’t keep it a
secret, their devotion too strong to sever. But it was too late. The other
femmes did not believe me. They were busy tending to our community’s children,
and many of the mascs were tasked with occupying femme’s time. I knew I
couldn’t get far on foot that’s why we are here child, in this basement that no
masc knows about. I fear you and I are strong- we will not survive in their
hands.
Now
sleep, if we are lucky we will escape in the morning. Call upon our ancestors
to light a path for us to right this wrong before it spreads. I fear if more
and more mascs refuse their femininity we will end up in a war-torn world,
filled with chaos and violence. The mascs are wrong you know- humans are not
separate from animals and plans and Earth. We are one, and if we don’t listen
we are doomed to self-destruction.
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