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Friday, 16 April 2010

  • On Losing Things to Ones We Lose

    We talk so much about
    Who we'll lose it to or
    How it's going to happen
    We pretend to really care.

    But in the end it's just some
    Thing we've lost to some
    One we'll lose, too.

    He'll take your trust in men,
    She'll make you see they
    Really aren't so bad after
    All. The things we let people do.

    Do I wish we had
    Not done it that way that
    Maybe things should have
    Been different?

    It's not like I wanted it
    To be all planned out.
    And when it happened
    With him I couldn't
    Have been any happier could I?

    After all, we all lose
    People or things or ideals
    Or trust. That we can never
    Give back again.

    So what makes this one thing
    So important? So big to give
    It up to someone we'll lose
    When we know we'll lose
    It all anyway?



    I haven't really decided if this is finished yet. Probably not.
    And yeah, I'm still alive.

Wednesday, 15 July 2009

  • A Picture Plus a Thousand Words:



    Yesterday my friend Mei and I decided to ride the train to Chicago to meet up with my guy Steve and spend some time on the beach. Mei and I got on the train and decided to take seats on the second level because there weren't as many people up there. During our trip, I heard the men behind us talking about how "God is love and he's coming to save us etc." The children who were with them ran back and forth around the train and were generally making all the other passengers miserable with their obnoxious behavior.
    Fast forward to the beach and the above photo.
    Steve had arrived and I was greeting him with a simple little peck on the lips. There was no tongue involved, no groping, no penis on display, just a kiss and a hug. Mei decided to document the meeting with a picture that really couldn't have been timed any better.
    Just as I'm leaning away from the kiss with my shit-eating "this-guy-makes-me-happy" grin on my face (see above), I hear "HEY! Do you guys mind?"
    My thoughts went immediately to what the probable cause of this interjection was: He's mad that two men are kissing, even though there are plenty of hetero couples engaged in far more lewd acts all around us. My very automatic, and very immature response was to flip the guy off while i leaned in for another kiss (again, see above). I promise I didn't realize his kids were right there, or I would have tried to refrain from flipping the bird.
    Anyway, after another quick peck, Steve decides to ask what the problem is.
    Douche-bag guy (who, it just so happens, is the same "god is love" guy we rode on the train with) says that he doesn't want his children to see "that type of thing."
    Steve asks if the fact that there are hetero couples engaging in much worse PDA offends him and douche-bag guy responds with "Well, that's different."

    I was offended, but not necessarily surprised, and decided to just remove myself from the situation. Steve did the same, but we both had to physically restrain Mei so that she wouldn't go and punch the man in his face. We commiserated with her that we were indeed upset, mostly about the fact that douche-bag's children are probably going to grow up just as intolerant as him. We told her there wasn't anything she could do that would change his mind, and we decided to pack up and leave the beach in favor of more friendly locations.

    I'm just sad that I still have to deal with this stuff. I'm not "flaunting my sexuality," or "corrupting the youth." I'm simply giving my boyfriend a kiss after he's been at work all day. I know my reaction wasn't the most mature thing I could have done, but I'm at a loss as to what would have helped.

    Thoughts?

Friday, 26 June 2009

  • The Problem:

    “There is no reason for love. It just is. And when it’s there, it endures, even when it shouldn’t.  Even when you try to make it go away. It’s hard to make it die. I’ve learned it’s also unnecessary- and unwise.  It only lessons you for it. So you accept it. You lock it away. You let it stay. You don’t deliberately kill love. You just don’t act on it…  But hate is different. If you are going to hate, you should at least have a reason.”

    ~ Rhapsody in Destiny by Elizabeth Haydon

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About Me

  • "What is it about us human beings, anyway? How can we possibly hurt each other as much as we do and still feel so put-upon while we're doing it? I sometimes feel we would all benefit greatly from having our lives recorded and played back so we could see every wrong move we make from a spectator seat; every harmful remark and then a close-up on the eyes of the person we're talking to."

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