I've started playing the harmonica. While playing I couldn't help but remember the plight of the african people and a video of old blues harmonica played by a very old black man, and it made me think how whites would probably force blacks to play the harmonica for entertainment. You know, music while you eat. Anyway, I started pretending I was a black slave, and I was getting tired of playing, my tongue was hurting, and my throat was dry, and then I imagined my white owner saying something like "BOY, lively, lively now! Hop to it!" and then I said out loud in my kitchen, while tired, "yes massa, imma hop to it massa!" and I played harder and livelier, and my tongue hurt and my throat was dry and sore...but I played for massa, because I knew if I didn't play, massa would whoop me. I'm totally understanding black suffering more and more all the time.
https://youtu.be/BcElotwrZ8o
beautiful
I love when a masculine or non fem passing man takes on the role of a woman, I am very super beta so even a low tier athletic male is super masculine compared to me, even in a dress, and so I wish to top him in his little dress, because that means I have conquered maleness in the tribe socially, and so my rank is not so low. People look and say "wow he has dominated jack, from the basketball team, jack wears a dress now and lives as an eager wife, Jazzy surely must be an alpha".
The Trench