May 2012
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And we must move on
whether we’re ready or not.
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Midnight swims and Cloves and Friends
Feel the beauty.
“Introverts, in contrast, may have strong social skills and enjoy parties and...”
– Susan Cain, Quiet
The In-Between
Transition is painful. It’s almost summer, but not yet. Every year, it’s always the same. * My bouts of depression and anxiety go on steroids * I become angry at everybody, for no good reason * I feel so crazy that I attempt to stop expressing how I’m feeling altogether * I make twice as many irrational decisions as usual * I constantly have to fight off desires to get ALL OF THE...
“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
– Ernest Hemingway
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spring!may-
everywhere’s here (with a low high low and the bird on the bough) how?why -we never we know (so kiss me)shy sweet eagerly my most dear (die!live) the new is the true and to lose is to have -we never we know- brave!brave (the earth and the sky are one today)my very so gay young love why?how- we never we know (with a high low high in the may in the spring) live!die (forever is now) and dance...
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POTENTIALLY LOVELY
stormielaine:
{perpetually human}
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My parents taught me the art of dissection.
I am the modern child. I learned to be ok with being diminished. I learned to be ok with being controlled. I would still be ok if I had remained blind to the irrationality of rationality. Now, I’m tired of the labels. Can I just be known as a human? Someone please teach me the art of deconstruction. I am the modern child, but I’m trying to break out of the molds of modernity.
kwanzaababy:
It’s hard to imagine anything more satanic than morality without forgiveness and humility.
I'm letting go, because if I don't
your “love” that has been killing me slowly will steal every last bit of my crumbling self-worth
I AM NOT AN ACTRESS.
stormielaine:
You do not love me because I am not an actress.
And you are correct. I am not.
I am a real woman. I delve into the bitter pit of human experience as an actress does, but I emerge with strength too honest to be contrived, carrying in my soul every man and woman and saint and sinner and beast and child.
I do not portray them in a theater. I bleed for them. I feel the want of every...
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I feel safe. My face buried underneath your free spirited strawberry scented hair. Hold me. While I trace every beautiful tattoo on your glittery skin. There is no judgment here. You needed to find who you were. You fell. Me too. You thought that I wouldn’t understand. Because my clean appearance hides my intricately scarred heart. There’s a disconnect between who I appear and who I...
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What if...
We first saw each other as broken, bleeding, beautiful souls. And then we noticed other things such as… Sex Gender Race Age Social status Personality
The world would be a better place. Oh, but the world is a mess.
alchemicalinourworks:
Existence is painful for reasons That are contrary to the obvious.
Confession
I have this really bad habit of getting caught up in abusive cycles. Because, each time, I somehow believe it will end better. Because…I always try to see the best in people… to feel their hurt…to understand why they feel the necessity to hurt others. I’m compassionate. I’m vulnerable. I confess every damn flaw of my being. I bleed out. No mercy. Repeat. Repeat....
Sometimes I walk into a room
And the weight of each individual soul is utterly dizzying. And I’m not even sure if the turmoil I feel is my own heart or someone else’s…or maybe both. And then you look into my eyes and I’m reassured that I’m not the only one who feels everything.
Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front
enaytea:
Love the quick profit, the annual raise, vacation with pay. Want more of everything ready-made. Be afraid to know your neighbors and to die. And you will have a window in your head. Not even your future will be a mystery any more. Your mind will be punched in a card and shut away in a little drawer. When they want you to buy something they will call you. When they want you to die for...
When it's 11:11 in Colorado, I make a wish. When...
Forever torn. My heart is in both.
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"Hate the sin, love the sinner"
I prefer Dostoevsky’s approach. “Brothers, do not be afraid of men’s sin, love man also in his sin, for this likeness of God’s love is the height of love on earth.”
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Kindred Spirit →
chasertiff:
When was the last time someone told you to, “get over your pride,” and it worked?
When was the last time someone said, “Stop lying,” and you never did it again?
When was the last time someone said, “God tells you to be obedient to your parents,” and you never had a rebellious thought again?
Remind me again how you’re loving the LGBT community, church.
The Biola Queer Underground
stormielaine:
My cousin is gay. He came to live with us for a while, when I was younger. My extended family helped him get funding to go to a program developed to help men “come out of” same sex attraction. After 5 years of faith and struggle, he is still gay. Living in San Francisco, in fact. We just spoke for the first time in years.
I cannot help but feel that we failed him. That I failed him....
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The Biola Queer Underground →
I Remain
onlyanotherhuman:
The future seems dark, shrouded with the past’s mark; Yet ‘tis folly to claim all is lost, while Hope is still in reign, melting Despair’s pitch frost; Dreaming I will remain, vainly resisting to play their game. (May 2012)
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This is something that I can't tell you
Because sometimes the truth can’t be said Because, right now, love deceives me into hiding from the stars Lest everything good that we have ever worked for be destroyed So I lay here, choking on the night Wishing on the stars that I cannot see for impossible things That you will somehow know that I lie to you every day That you will keep loving me despite all this deception That you will...
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“What was he weeping for? Oh, in his rapture he wept even for the stars that...”
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“You must know that there is nothing higher, or stronger, or sounder, or more...”
– Alyosha, The Brothers Karamazov (Dostoevsky)
whatitdoestoyou:
“There is no such thing as fantasy unrelated to reality”
. —Maurice Sendak
thank god for people like him who bring out the wild things in all of us.