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What a horrible existence you lead. Denying that people different than you exist. Seeing imagined conspiracies rather than accept new knowledge. Living, breathing, even wanting and enforcing such dreadful conformity. Such ignorance. You've seen the joys of a diverse world of love and freedom and you told it to fuck off. If my life were as dull as yours, I'd kill myself. But you want it that way. The only possible explanation I can think of for such aberrant behaviour is that your mind is as much smaller than mine as your world is. There are others of your species who were explorers. They climbed mountains and crossed oceans. They peered into the distant past and they landed on the moon. But you're not of their kin. You want a small world. You don't dream of meeting other species like the humans who love their Star Trek and their isekais. You heard of otherkin, and denied their existence. You don't want it to be real. You've heard of queer people with an existence queerer than you have yet known, and you chose erasure. To you, entire lives, loves, ways of being are a joke. You refuse to see it otherwise. You aren't gripped by the spirit of exploration, you don't want to meet these people, to see the truth with your own eyes, not even to deny it. The idea of putting in the effort to learn anything, whether it be that this larger world is true or false, is repugnant to you. You want to already know the answer, and you want it to be the boring one. I could introduce you to dragons, to gods, to wolves, and stranger wonders still, but you don't care. You don't even pull out your search engine and google it. Not even that small effort of exploration. You want a tiny world. How small you must be.