This sacred pause,
this sacred space,
has opened up
between me and my agreements.
Agreements I made when I was too young to consent.
When:
I agreed that war is normal,
I agreed that greed is good,
I agreed some must die,
I agreed that poverty is unavoidable,
….
I agreed that you were the creator even as you destroyed my creations,
I agreed that all I made was yours and it was yours to keep from me.
I rescind these agreements,
as of this moment,
across all space and time,
through every level of the multiverse,
on every strand of DNA,
in every permutation of me,
in all the hiding spots of my being,
in the past, present, and future,
for now and ever more.
I do not consent.
Consent rescinded.
Consent unmanufactured.
Consent undone.
— source caitlinjohnstone.com | Aug 13, 2020