to be transsexual is to be the way that the flowers grow,
to be able to live as a constant reminder that growing is meant to happen.
To be transsexual is to be able to show that the fruit, once hard and dull; can ripen and open
up a world of sweet and succulent flavours native to only oneself.

Oh, to be transsexual is a gift;

it is to bear both the fruit and the mud that those have grown to hate, and be able to love them back without fear.

To be transsexual is to be able to truly live as God’s design ; to learn how to construct and raise yourself out of the blueprint He once created.
It is to understand the way the caterpillars cocoon and the way the dandelions grow.

It is to learn that the constant bloodied knees and tear stained hands in form of prayer is not the way to salvation ,
That salvation can only arrive once the baptism of true acceptance can overcome you.

That soon the blood and the tears from the constant begging will mix and form the wine that you once came from.

The true divinity of life is to be able to constantly participate in its creation—
And God is it trans.