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Boys And Girls Were Both Created With Given Attributes, And Given The Freedom To Act And React. But Adam Was Allowed To Name All The Animals, And Eve Was Made From Adam's Rib, As A Companion For Him. No Wonder She Ate The Apple, She Was Rebelling Against A World Where Everything Was Stacked Against Her. She Was Just A Prop To Make Adam Happy.

In A Movie, A Book, Or A Play, A Character Doesn't Live In A Vacuum. She Is Subject To Pressures From The World Outside Of Her, Just Like We Are In Life. These Pressures And Circumstances Shape Character. Who Your Parents Are Determines Your Genetic Make Up: Your Skin Color, Your Sex, Your Height, Weight. Where You Are Raised Does Affect Your Worldview Either Positively Or Negatively, Your Accent. Your Economic Class Affects Where You Go To School, What You Eat, Where You Sleep.

Sometimes It Is Painful To Be Oneself; At Other Times It Seems Impossible To Escape Oneself.

I Could Have A Sex Change And Become A Woman, Physically. But In Some Ways That Isn't Even Necessary. Because We Live In A Time When Real Life, And Virtual Life Are At Parity. We Are So Used To Being Creators, And Creating Versions Of Ourselves, Mainly Online, And Through Our Communication Technology, That I Could Very Well Picture Myself As A Woman, And Consider Myself A Woman, Even If My Body Would Be Classified As A Male Body By A Medical Examiner.

There's No Relationship That I Find That's Closer Than A Creative Relationship.