PiSlamistan

by Scott Andrews

Cover image by Maciek Wojciechowski

Copyright © 2016 by Scott Andrews

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This story is inspired by and is dedicated to the women of Poland

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3/10/2016

What are the two pillars of freedom? A pillar itself, in cases when it is one of a pair, is strong enough to hold the loftiest of ideas, yet fragile enough to collapse a vast society. Freedom itself is a notion, an idea, there is no purity or truth to be found beside it. When we look through the lens of ideology we are reminded of the reductive nature of the universe. Ideas simplify the universe and make it more palatable. Ideologies complicate simple ideas and are a cancer on the foundations of reason.

The individual is a Gemini, a yin and yang, a Jekyll and Hyde. Each of us is two. This idea, oriental in origin, has been plagiarised, bastardised, and truly sodomised beyond itself. When seen alone, as a notion, with no tendrils of belief, it is possible to recognise that each of us exists on two plains, on the inside and on the outside. The internal I is the thoughts, the private dialogue we maintain within ourselves. It is an expression of existence that belies us, that stands before us, that we celebrate secretly in our desperate hope that we are unique. The second I, is the external I, the physical us, the bodies that drive us and eventually kill us. The mere fact alone that a human being is capable of falling in love with only one of the two Is is convincing enough to suggest that they are separate entities.

Freedom itself is an expression of the absence of constraints. Mentally we can be so free from the constraints of society that we can become serial killers, investment bankers and politicians. We are able to disregard the rules that are meant to separate us as unique, and turn the idea of ethics upon its head. Physically, we are rewarded for our adherence to ethics, by the opportunity of not living inside a prison. The problematic association here is that to be truly free we would require both.

Thus, it is possible to assume that the enemy of freedom is the state that dictates your way of life. If only one I is free, there is only delusion. Freedom is only evident in one condition, if your thoughts are only yours and yours alone, and if your body belongs only to you. Prisons are born in many shapes and forms. The problem is that it is near on impossible to see the bars on your windows, when prisons contain an entire population. However, there is the tiniest shred of hope. No matter how many people are stuffed inside a prison cell, there is always someone that can see through the window.

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In all subjective matters it is possible to be a fundamentalist at heart. Love is no different. If a human being holds principles that are set in stone, they themselves are a tenet, a beam in the construction of an entire image. In the case of love it could be a person that is set in their belief that love requires marriage. That there is only a single person in existence on this planet of billions, out there for them, and when they arrive they will marry before they ever consummate their relationship. This notion, oft promoted by the industry of religion, offers a magnificent rabbit hole for homosexuals that reside in bigoted backwaters.