so why wasn�t i hung from the gallows of my mother�s womb, to use an overly dramatic metaphor for something quite literal?

i am a �miracle� of modern medical science. they looked at the pictures of my mom�s insides just before i was to be born, and said something to the effect of, �shit! the goddam cord�s wrapped around her neck!� and then i was born just the way Julius Caesar was a couple thousand years earlier.

there is nothing indirect about my role in the world�s overpopulation crisis. i am one of the extra people that the earth wasn�t designed to support. i am the product of machines that tell us what we aren�t supposed to know, that say to us, �fuck natural selection. this is how to give life to something that is supposed to die.�

i!am!not!supposed!to!be!here! but here i am.

and life, despite everything, is a glorious thing. i understand now, better than when i was younger, why to commit suicide is selfish, and ungrateful. not only is life a gift, it�s a gift i shouldn�t even have been given. how can you say this without being trite? LIFE IS SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL!