When you have cut down all the trees and dug up all the mountains, when you have analyzed all our dreams, you will have nothing else to destroy. The Earth will then be a landfill, a huge intersex body, dismembered and ruined. The bodies of the colonizers and your bodies, dear psychoanalysts, will be buried together with the trans organs you will have extracted from us. But the organs we do not have will never be able to be buried. Our utopian organs will live forever. They will be the warriors of the borders.