I am a TARDIS: I am Time And Relative Dimensions In Space. So much more more than my exterior, it is merely a disguise, a way of blending in, like a chameleon. I still don't always fit, but my exterior visage and dimensions remain the same regardless of what new world I have landed. I am this ship, and it is me, but I am so much more than I seem.
I am bigger on the inside, I am riddled with passage ways and rooms; I am full of memories, and a font of possibilities. My potential adventures are endless. My dreams are new worlds, my foot steps passed up realities.
I am bigger on the inside; my extery structure serves merely as an interface between myself and the external world. I am vessel through which to see new realities, and I am here to see them. I use my journeys to fight injustice, to more fully realize myself.
People call me "Miss," "girl," "mam," or refer to me as "woman." But for all the effect it has on my identity, they might aswell call me a phone booth, or a car. There is so much room inside me, for love, for life, for expression and creation, for experiencing new worlds, and synthesizing new knowledge.
I am a trans dimensional being. I am not what I seem. I am bigger on the inside. I have room for passengers. There is more to me then meets the eye, and I do not fit in the world of limited identity definitions as laid out by the world I was born in to; I couldn't if I tried,
I am not what I seem, but I am not disingenuous. I am more than you can handle, and I don't quite fit, but I wouldn't change it for anything. I am a being of the mind, I am a creature of time, of learrning, of exploration,
Beyond man or woman, beyond gay straight or bi, beyond human centric existence, I am a consciousness, learning. Growing, experiencing, and my vessel is this body; an amalgam of DNA in XY configuration, replete with hormonal, neurological, cultural, and psychconditioned quirks: but a vessel still. More anything, I am this consciousness. This journey, this awareness, transcends all that humanity and culture can impose on me.
I am me.
I am bigger on the inside, I am riddled with passage ways and rooms; I am full of memories, and a font of possibilities. My potential adventures are endless. My dreams are new worlds, my foot steps passed up realities.
I am bigger on the inside; my extery structure serves merely as an interface between myself and the external world. I am vessel through which to see new realities, and I am here to see them. I use my journeys to fight injustice, to more fully realize myself.
People call me "Miss," "girl," "mam," or refer to me as "woman." But for all the effect it has on my identity, they might aswell call me a phone booth, or a car. There is so much room inside me, for love, for life, for expression and creation, for experiencing new worlds, and synthesizing new knowledge.
I am a trans dimensional being. I am not what I seem. I am bigger on the inside. I have room for passengers. There is more to me then meets the eye, and I do not fit in the world of limited identity definitions as laid out by the world I was born in to; I couldn't if I tried,
I am not what I seem, but I am not disingenuous. I am more than you can handle, and I don't quite fit, but I wouldn't change it for anything. I am a being of the mind, I am a creature of time, of learrning, of exploration,
Beyond man or woman, beyond gay straight or bi, beyond human centric existence, I am a consciousness, learning. Growing, experiencing, and my vessel is this body; an amalgam of DNA in XY configuration, replete with hormonal, neurological, cultural, and psychconditioned quirks: but a vessel still. More anything, I am this consciousness. This journey, this awareness, transcends all that humanity and culture can impose on me.
I am me.
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