It took me years to realize I’m on the spectrum. How much doesn’t matter, but it explains why I like to take things apart and understand how they work.
For the most part, my stories and essays reflect that working exploration. I’m fascinated by power dynamics—so much so that I recognize I’m starting to take them apart, as they play out between the sexes and in society as a whole.
But I also recognize that many of you subscribed to this Substack based on a story I’ve written that reflects the themes I want to explore here—nothing more. To “take apart” the ideas I want to examine, I need to do so with the pure, amoral, Vulcan logic that the pedantry at the root of what may be my autism demands. But I also recognize that’s beyond the scope of what you signed up for when you subscribed.
This platform, World as Ecstasy, seeks to enter a reader’s spirit.
The new platform, Respect the Bicep, seeks to share knowledge rooted in my perception of the “truth”—which is to say, I recognize I’m not writing solely from a place of authority but from a place of knowing.
I may be wrong. If I am, tell me how.
So, as stated in a previous post, The Dom, let me—again—offer you the choice: if you want to engage with that level of dissection, Respect the Bicep is where I’ll be doing it. That choice is yours, with no change to what I write here.
If that interests you, subscribe to Respect the Bicep and start with my first post, Musk Is Trump’s Disposable Tyrant.
My novel, The Desert Road of Night, which breaks down power dynamics in a world that only values men for their utility and women for their body, is available for preorder on Amazon.
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