Sexuality as the Birth of Sublimation

The Birth of Sublimation Started With Expressing Our Deviant Sexual Urges, Like the Nebulous Red Color of Dying Ink Expresses Itself Unseemly on Afghan Paper

Unlike Satellite Amos-6, I Must Find My Disintegrating Parts Quickly, Because in the Next World, We'll Replace Our Identities With Advanced Biomechanical RAM Chips Before We Die From Hormonal Retrograde Amnesia

Lilliputian Bosom Breweries Produce Milky Galaxies for Lonely Religious Teenagers

Apparent Urges to Conquer, However Possible, the Everest of Desire Which Fuels Our Sadistic Virile Existence

Gender Studies Helped Me Realize I Should Ban All Binary Sexual Pleasures From My Love Life