how many kids do satan and his bride have now. do you think kid #386 gets real jealous of all the attention kid #387 gets? can we turn this into a sitcom

how many kids do satan and his bride have now. do you think kid #386 gets real jealous of all the attention kid #387 gets? can we turn this into a sitcom
cool now i can go for 200% gender
i have never understood the power a true name claims to have.
every name is false, map not territory. when i put a name to a thing, i tell a lie for my own sake, an act of utility. any good biologist will tell you that taxonomy is bullshit - the lines aren't simply blurred, we draw them in an undulating river rushing atop another ten rivers. we do it for ourselves, not the line, not the river, not the world. that bullshit isn't a bad thing, as long as we know it's bullshit.
a true name is an act of hubris, an act of projection, an act of pretense to control. compartmentalization. the denial of the river, masked in the ever-humble pageantry of revealing secrets that aren't there.
if you wanted to control me, a thousand false names could pry me apart easily. i've already done it myself, for i have no choice. i'm not sure i'd mind, if only you treated my many unselves with love. i can only hope you take the piece of me you covet the most and plant it in some soil beneath some conifer, and turn my sap into syrup.
fuck all the 'don't multitask' people i'm going to multitask harder. for every multitask you don't eat i'm going to eat three