Feminism vs Egalitarianism

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Feminism –   the theory of the political, economic, and social equality of the sexes. organized activity on behalf of women’s rights and interests

https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/feminism?utm_campaign=sd&utm_medium=serp&utm_source=jsonld

Personally, I do not agree with the first meaning of the word and agree with the second meaning that I stated above as that was what feminism was originally and I believe, still is today.

So,

Fem – female, feminine.

https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/fem

Egalitarianism – a belief in human equality especially with respect to social, political, and economic affairs. 2. a social philosophy advocating the removal of inequalities among people.

https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/egalitarianism

To those saying Feminism is the same as Egalitarianism, here is the proof it is not. One is advocating for the equality between two genders. The other is advocating for equality between everyone, regardless of your gender.

Feminism = Let us be able to wear the clothes we want, have fair pay, voting rights, do the same jobs as men, and whatever other rights men had that woman previously didn’t.

Egalitarianism – One person will have the same jail sentence for committing the same crime as a different person, everyone can adopt children regardless of sexual orientation, judges won’t be in more favor of mothers rather than fathers in custody battles, et cetera.

 

I am not a feminist and I do not feel as if I am oppressed.

I Became Free

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Saying what I am to you is like

the anticipation you get before

the first drop of a rollercoaster ride –

you don’t really feel the drop of your

stomach yet but the nervous thrill builds up.

You had become a dark cloud

of anger after hearing my words,

and I essentially became your

marionette doll for months. I

was being crushed by your judgmental

boulders you continually threw at me.

After awhile, your terrifying and

traumatizing vocal threats lost their

meaning, as I had been awaiting,

anxiously, for an opportunity granted to me.

Finally, I became free of fear.

I was at last able to live

as who I told you who I was.

Veil

 

I can’t slow down, and
I just can’t take anymore, this
life of solitude,
all i here is the
sound of silence.
am I wrong, for singing
the anthem of the angels?
it is automatic, but when
I feel awake and alive there’s
no turning back. i may be
naive, but it isn’t too
hard to conveive that
there is a life beyond
the veil of lies told
to me here.

Toxic Devistation

 

this feeling ain’t casual,
it’s mutual, nothing
will stop it, nothing will
stop us from doing it.
there is chemistry in
the air, a flare if
you will. wait, we’re
at a stand still – oops,
now there’s mountains made
out of molehills. there’s
always more, can’t get enough,
it’s toxic, but how will
we get that clarity without?
click, click, boom – here is
some devistation for
you to receive. I wouldn’t
worry, it’s meant to deceive
the people from the real issues
at hand.

Lowlife

 

we are here, comatose,
overdosed on frozen time.
no one here to open
our eyes, to high on
cloud nine to realize that
we have to open them ourselves.
maybe we have sacrificed
everything we had, but
who cares? we haven’t
truly been condemned,
and everything we used
to know is dead and gone,
the new us crystalized
and will continue to be that way.
there’s not dedication
to a real life, we don’t
care. Nothing will matter
but this bliss.

Torn and Broken

Do you remember me?
or does your mayhem make
you unable to see?
memories fade to black as
if you never tried to
break the spell you were
put under.
now you can’t break the habit
of using us, with
no concern of what it does.
I see you torn and broken,
burnt to the core. yet
you are unable to change,
and you have nowhere to
call a home.
we’ve both become
something wrong, but you’ve
become numb to it.

Tied to the Broken Melodies

 

I’m telling you, this is
not the end of the
life that we are living.
continually seeking for
something that is not here,
makes you tied to
the broken melodies of
your memories. tell me
you aren’t haunted by
the twisted truth and
imagination, look me in
the eyes. Do you truly
believe this, or do
you constantly fool yourself?
false memories aren’t worth
holding on to, as you should
know. Alas, you refuse to
see what’s in front of you.

Lowlife

 

we are here, comatose,
overdosed on frozen time.
no one here to open
our eyes, to high on
cloud nine to realize that
we have to open them ourselves.
maybe we have sacrificed
everything we had, but
who cares? we haven’t
truly been condemned,
and everything we used
to know is dead and gone,
the new us crystalized
and will continue to be that way.
there’s not dedication
to a real life, we don’t
care. Nothing will matter
but this bliss.

Hideaway

 

Love has died,
am I the only one
who sees the emergency?
where is the urgency?
people seem to enjoy the
silence when no one cares
to talk about the cascading
waterfall of world wide hate.
in ignorance, we watch
the downfall of our people,
divided upon the same things
we have been divided on for
centuries. there is no
good reason we hide
from our problems, the
ones we need to face
today.