Iisaw Niqw Pu' Tsirot.

 

 Yaw iisaw amumi taykyang kwangwa 'tuswa.

 

A Question of Motivation.

 

The myth of Icarus, (is) a metaphorical allegory of bipolar disorder:  manic depression on the most obvious interpretation,  "Carry on my wayward son," etc. 

 

Yet there looms up like a Fool Moon, the fact of the Wright Brothers, Wilbur, Orville.  They really wanted to fly. And the rest is history by now.

 

So what drives people to want there to be such a thing as "non-binary" human beings? The allegory of mental illness, " a presenting symptom" thereof has seen proposal. Yet. And yet ...

 

The analogy, counterpart, to the Wright Brothers would be the "transhumanists."   Because it's there,  Climb Every Mountain, etc. etc. Yet what looms for the transhumanists is, immortality:  the Fountain of Youth.

 

Cishumanists I think in their hearts of hearts are none too few (or equally far, none to few) and far between on this reading.  It's, to be at least, to want to be, relatively immortal is a sign of sanity, of lust for life, of mental health.

 

So whence this quixotic quest? 

 

 


 

What drives them? And even more so the ones who want to in Seinfeldian language, "do the opposite," even as far as seems foolery, be the opposite? 

 

Fool-proof.

 

Surpassingly passing for

 

Tsirohooyam yaw iisawuy soosoyom aw puuyaltoti nit pu' himungwa aw pite' pangqawngwu', "I' nuy, pu' i' nuy." Soosoyom iisawuy and homasay mawya.

 

There's no Therians There/Avians vs Aviators/Final Furry.

 

It's been suggested that our descent from brachiating apes is the origin of human Fliegenlust, the Icarus Urge. Apes swinging through the trees, gibbon-like, from forest branches, in Africa, and Asia, and Eurasia more  generally.

 

Ironic it was in the New World, and in France, aviation really became a thing:  evolution from bicycles and internal combustion motors. 

 

Also notable is the vocation of Charles Lindbergh, aviator, and the first 'America First!' icon. 

 

As well as feminists/aviatrices, the aviatrix

 

Men jumping off cliffs in bird suits, hang gliders, the whole panoply of decorative if not always decorous indigenous Americans, icons themselves, often mounted in their final fury, on horseback. 

 

One last observation ...  The Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun, was the Faun, a "furry"?

 

As an observation in the form of a question. 

 

 


 

 

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