🐜 Ant 🐜 “colony” discussions use medieval language to establish the idea of a hierarchy within children, allowing easier transition to the workforce; ie. for the children to envision a state in which you are ⬆️ above ⬆️ another and another is ⬇️ below ⬇️ you. There are 💅Queens 💅, which force all others to submit to her wants. The 🍆 Males 🍆 spend their time flying around, mating with the Workers (textbooks will often omit the fact that all Workers are 👩‍🔧 female! 👩‍🏭).

The Workers must leave the colony to forage for 🥬 food 🥬; bring embryos to the appropriate location in the burrow; and find suitable places to live when the current 🙏 Queen 🙏 dies. Their lives consist of sex at the behest of the men, work at the demand of an 👏 all 👏 powerful 👏 Queen, to be done while also ensuring the duties of cleaning, building, and maintaining the ⛰️ burrow ⛰️ are being completed.

This 💂 Eurocentric 💂, medieval way of life is transmitted through these metaphors. The men will play and 👄 fuck 👄 how they want: at any time, when they desire it – regardless of consent – and whenever the higher-ups require 🍖 fresh 🍖 meat 🍖. The women spend their lives toiling, sweating and swearing, straining their 🅱️ody to a 🅱️reaking point – perhaps even 🅱️eyond – with nothing to say; with no one to hear them; with no means of escape.

The 👸 Queen 👸 is appointed seemingly at random, and with no input from her newly chosen subjects. The location of the burrow is wherever the Queen 👇 chooses 👇. The only job of the Queen is to be fed thanks to the struggles of the women; the women’s fertilized 🥚 eggs 🥚 are to be stolen for the Queen, only to create more labour, enhance productivity, and establish larger and larger 🏙️ territory 🏙️.

This 👑 hierarchy 👑 spreads in schools, infecting a child’s mind in order to accept 🤑 capitalism 🤑, to accept castes, and to accept a life born of either 😈 wanton lust and stoic laziness 😈, or of 🤕 endless work and steadfast submission 🤕. All on a coin flip. Your lot in life is determined by your 🚹 gender 🚺 to which you are assigned for life, regardless of your attempts to establish the 🕺 contrary 💃.

Should the colony be 💀 attacked 💀 and the invader’s forces driven back, the women will gather captives, to be used as 🥵 slaves 🥵 for their new empire. As the colony requires more room for its growing population and raucous mating sessions, the colony will require more 🏞️ land 🏞️. They will cast themselves into the unknown wild, in search of more 🤰 “fertile” 🚜 land, or other colonies to mercilessly kill and conquer for their resources.

Once the 🎆 Queen dies 🎆, the Royal Line is carried on by the single, randomly chosen, fertile female. The eggs born of the male’s 👉 vitriol 👌 are fertilized by the Queen, and the process repeats, on and on, 👶 down 👧 the 👩 generations 👵, until a Queen is not chosen.

The people 🏃 scatter 🏃, unable to lead a life not under the constant, 🕵️ prying eyes 👮 of the Royalty. They act on impulse, destroying each other in the ⁉️ confusion ⁉️. Their numbers deflate, unable to 💦 procreate 🍆, nowhere to incubate their young, having 🤤 ate 🤤 all the food. They are lost, and eaten by things greater than them, and sometimes weaker. And yet, another distant 🏰 colony 🏰 is devouring and eroding its land, hoarding resources for royal 💵 coffers 💵, building an empire on the backs of its 👩‍👩‍👧 most 👩🏾 exploitable 👧🏽 citizens 🧕, and giving the advantage to the supposed heirs of the Queen, imbuing with them one of the most world-altering abilities – the power of ✈️ free ✈️ unencumbered ✈️ movement ✈️.

These 🔄 cycles 🔄 continue, until there is no 🍟 food 🍔. Until there is no 🏔️ land 🏔️. Until there is no 🤴 empire 🤴. Until there is no 👤 soul 👤. Until there is no 💧 water 💧. Until we have learned 💤 nothing 💤.

The few ways to stop it: is with the mass ⚔️ genocide ⚔️ and the historical erasure of other empires; the complete and utter 🌎 assimilation 🌍 of other empires into an entirely unique mode of thought; or ☢️ upheaval ☣️ of the planet, to wipe the world clean, and begin anew.

All of our empires are choosing the 🗡️ final solution 🗡️ . Whether they realize it or not. We must change. If we do not wish to have our 📜 histories 📜 erased and forgotten, only for our 👥 ancestors 👥 to never learn from our mistakes, allowing time to repeat itself endlessly, we ✊🏻 must ✊🏼 change ✊🏾.

We are a ⛓️ link ⛓️ in the 🔗 chain 🔗 of 🕘 time 🕔, and we have the power to break it. We can 👩🏽‍🏭 forge 👩🏽‍🔧 our own chain. Remake the world in our own 👀 eyes 👀, our own 👨‍👦‍👦 bonds 👩‍👧‍👧, our own 📝 lessons 📝, our own 😢 faults 😢, our own 💪 strengths 💪.

We must.

Or we are lost.

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