Sin Is Sin — Until It’s Hers
How flattening morality sanctifies control, criminalizes autonomy, and turns theology into a leash.
They say all sin is equal — but not all sinners are.
Not if you're poor.
Not if you're queer.
Not if you bleed.
Because when a woman seeks an abortion at six weeks?
That’s murder.
But when they pull the plug on a brain-dead man?
That’s mercy.
They call it “sacred life” — but only when it’s still inside her.
And suddenly, morality isn’t a mirror.
It’s a muzzle.
🔥 The Ritual of Submission
This was never about saving life.
It’s about controlling its origin.
It’s not “life begins at conception.”
It’s obedience begins at implantation.
Because if birth is sacred, it can be demanded.
If sin is equal, then defiance is the greatest one.
And if a woman resists her role as vessel — she must be punished.
The real sin is autonomy.
The real abomination is choice.
That’s why they scream murder for abortion
but shrug at miscarriages.
That’s why they worship embryos
but discard the woman carrying them.
That’s why they allow mercy for the brain-dead
but legislate suffering for the conscious, terrified, alive.
Even Christ turned tables when holiness masked harm.
But these men?
They turn scriptures into shackles.
They baptize surveillance.
They sermonize punishment.
This is not theology.
This is reproductive conscription with a hymnal soundtrack.
⚖️ Sin Math: Cold Logic in a Warm Grave
If sin is sin — equal, flat, absolute — then:
Masturbation is equal to molestation.
A teenager stealing tampons is on par with embezzling billions.
Blocking a fertilized egg from implanting — as IUDs do — is functionally murder.
But they don’t believe that.
They don’t prosecute miscarriages like crime scenes.
They don’t bury blastocysts.
They don’t mourn sperm.
They allow unplugging the brain-dead — because they know.
They know sentience is the soul’s seat.
They know a body without awareness is not a person.
But a woman choosing not to reproduce?
That, somehow, is.
And if they admit that…
If they admit this isn’t about cells or sacredness —
then the whole cathedral of control collapses.
💀 The Doctrine of Sameness Was a Shield
“All sin is equal” was never a principle.
It was a spell.
It equalizes cruelty with inconvenience.
It erases intent, consequence, and victimhood.
It silences the scale.
It’s how they forgive the predator but exile the queer teen.
It’s how they reelect the liar, the abuser, the fraud — while crucifying the woman who wants her body back.
It’s how they flatten atrocity into a clerical error,
then light the match under your rights while humming Amazing Grace.
🩸 “Life Is Sacred” — But Only in Select Wombs
If life begins at conception — why isn’t IVF murder?
Why are unused embryos discarded like medical waste?
Why does no one mourn the millions of fertilized eggs lost naturally every year?
Because it was never about life.
It was about birth under surveillance.
A life chosen by a woman is secular.
A life forced upon her is divine.
The lie works because it wraps punishment in holiness.
You’re not meant to notice that IUDs prevent implantation.
Or that embryos in freezers have no heartbeat.
Or that unplugging a dying patient isn’t met with protest.
You’re just meant to accept the consequence — of saying no.
🧠 The Psychological Counterweight: Sever the Flattening
If they tell you sin is equal — ask who they forgive.
If they say life is sacred — ask whose.
If they say God redeems all things,
ask why your autonomy makes you irredeemable.
Then don’t argue.
Let their silence name the seam.
Let the contradiction do the carving.
This isn’t faith.
It’s choreography.
This isn’t doctrine.
It’s dominion in a dress.
And the cross is just a symbol—until they strap you to it.
Tell me I’m wrong.
Tell me God weeps for IUDs but not for starving children, caged migrants, or gunned-down classrooms.
Tell me “life” wasn’t the leash — and “sin” the collar.
🧠 Comment if you’ve watched forgiveness used like a firewall — to block repair, not enable it.
🔁 Share if you’ve stopped mistaking scripture for submission.
🔒 Read knowingly.
🕯️ And remember: they didn’t sanctify life.
They sacrificed it — to keep her in her place.