Property

inevitably cruel & heartless is the first face that looks upon a baby with the idea that they are property, s/he who is the caregiver, seeing a child not as something to watch over, but something to possess--- s/he who passes on this mold of humiliation, of self-hatred, of that very structure, that very core, which forms our adulthood, which reveals our communal slavery to ideas, of which we become property & acts made out in the vein of those ideas, of which we become property & cells in which we are packaged away forever, shelved as property & in graves beneath the ground in which we are forced to become “property,” even to the most absurd of suggestions, the most absurd of reasoning, the most absurd of developments, that anything was of intrinsic value to begin with.