Disparate, secular, cold, and objective. When once, a human being was a human being, now children, are defined alongside monkeys. Children compared to small furry animals, without such brilliance or possible future, as once imagined by mothers and fathers, willing to lay down their lives for their children, regardless of cost.
Cost, lain down, now in financial ruin, families shredded, and torn asunder, by specialization, incentives, motivated by Policy and ultimately, longed for gain, be it standing, or title, child support, or the burden of, as seen by these cold callous beings, no longer of this race, but apparently risen above, or perhaps, lowered beneath any and all prior measures, now attributed to the “norm”.
Claudine Dombrowski, once heralded by females everywhere, unaware of her actual agenda, cause, goal, and ultimate betrayal of an entire gender. Children sold downriver for merely a buck or a moment of limelight, far less than the proverbial fifteen minutes, as once disregarded as a fool, conscious only of the “win” hacking and destructing pages, upon pages, as her voice seemingly faltered to a whisper, only to be laughed out of once large circles of women, now knowing the truth…now knowing the sad reality that is Claudine’s manifesto.
Women everywhere once told of their relativity, Indoctrinated to believe that they must be victims too, Claudine said so, Claudine with the Authority of a thousand voices, Claudine creating Consensus Reality as she created so many various names, personas, nom de plumes worthy of such as Anonymums, no, not yet out of the closet, as she believes that to speak one must hide, hide buried beneath pages and pages of mythical figures, forums upon forums of lies upon lies, women, and children buried away in a quagmire, never to realize until such time as her sheep suit was threadbare, and voice was no more…leaving so many lost in a sea of new reality, their own relativity where victim females are rare, and rarer still was the male child abuser, or male child murderer she so willingly created for all the world to see.
Now, revealing at last, The Self…So heavily burdened with such story and tale, so wary-exhausted of keeping everything straight in the mind, the false allegations, constant false flags of males, she simply assumed were there for the taking, needing to be abused by her, to promote such hatred as necessary for that win, the funding that she generated for state coffers, all the while fully redistributing every last penny of inheritance that her children were promised, that Mommy felt necessary to steal. Thousands upon thousands handed to greedy attorneys who agreed with the experts that she was a detriment to the best interests of children, sadly, her self being the only one unaware that she was killing them slowly, usurping every last thing, every last vestige of asset once held in trust by their father, boldly fighting tooth and nail to get that “win”.
Once, a voice that rang out, and now, as the children grow closer to emancipation, reflecting as truth, and reality sets in, maintaining staunch denial, because once upon a time, she was a true “feminist” fighting for such right to destruct, harm, damage, and shred innocent souls….denial, whilst suddenly, shockingly real-izing at long last, she, the female, the political tool necessary to bring all of humanity upon their knees to Policy, in the end, is also expendable.
Fifteen long, drawn out years, to destruct a human being, swinging the sling blade in a wide swath as she redistributed her family’s, personal wealth, maligned a good, honest decent man, who at one time would offer her a hand during this time of utter loneliness, as she wonders how this time, passed by so quickly. Once looking down into beautiful eyes, upon giving birth to such joyous creation, to now, objectifying that same child, to the extent that it is nothing more than a monkey. A pet, something to own, and puppet, create a temporary alignment with, as she teaches it, and others to eat out of a hand that appears to be empty of malice, only to turn it slightly to bare ugly truth. The once glittering diamonds, now known, as shards of glass.
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