To be a hermaphrodite, so infertile, hereby mankind so threatening as male and female, which is aptly supported, celebrated as a model for the future.
But what if one has the fourth generation?
Or at least the fifth, like me?
I am of gender moderately at least one Pentagrammaton.
Yes, like as if I were an Unspeakable: My gender is not only one, the female and male and Neuter bärge and united, no, it is based moreover also on spiritual kinship and descent in the broader sense.
The Fifth Gender pulling the hitherto known to me the heaviest lot.
It takes so much understanding for yourself that therefore a fortiori not understand one.
The five sexes must always be brought into a harmonious Pentagramma in the golden section, and yet we must never cut anything, not even his foreskin.
I feel überschwerstdiskriminiert.
No lobby for my minority.
All those of the majority society (heterosexuals, homosexuals, hermaphrodite, TransgendererInnen, undecided) go away without mercy on us.
It will not help, as that I have a strongly-worded complaint to contest the recognition of my sexual identity at the EU Court of Human Rights.
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Tags: Fourth gender , Pentagrammaton , fourth generation , from the Fifth sex
