The Closet Expierence

I planned on posting this awhile ago, but kept forgetting. I did a coming out interview for a fellow blogger, and I’ve come to love checking out all of the stories, so if anyone happens to see this and hasn’t done it yet check it out.

peace

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Terror in the rainbow

This is just a random thought but…

      Gay people have completely jacked the rainbow. I know this is an old topic, but who is the real victim of the situation? Most people would make some lame attempt at a joke by mentioning something about leprechauns and lucky charms, but if you think about it leprechauns never really claimed the rainbow. Rainbows are to leprechauns as roads are to humans. We use roads to get to where we need to go, but we don’t claim the roads as our own. Same with leprechauns and rainbows. A rainbow is just a road that leads a leprechaun to what they are really looking for which is the pot of gold, or are they already at the pot of gold and we are the ones following the road? I don’t know I never got into leprechaun myths, but back to what I was saying. If leprechauns aren’t the victims then who really is? I think the real victims are unicorns…seriously, I mean think about it almost every picture of a unicorn is adorned with a six colored half moon-like halo. I always associated the two with each other as if they were conjoined twins, like there’s some invisible line connecting the two. I wasn’t a big rainbow or unicorn fan as a kid. I was too busy getting dirty to worry about horned animals and “pretty” colors, but it’s is definitely something to think about.
Which brings me to my other thought.
      What if… unicorns devised a terrorist attack on gay people in an attempt to take back the rainbow? Yeah never thought of that did you…didn’t think so. I mean anything’s possible these day (see presidential election) why not right? They would probably bomb the gayest thing in the world to get back at us…but what would that be? Well if you think you know…tell me. They’d bum rush all the pride parades and shoot down every rainbow colored flag insight, there’d be so much chaos. Of course the gay community wouldn’t stand for it, we’d put up a fight for the right to wear rainbow décor and wave those colored flags high and proud, but would it be worth it? I mean couldn’t we find another stereotypical symbol to flaunt our gayness (other than musical theater) I mean really, because I’m not ready to take on pissed off unicorns with guns just for a rainbow. Maybe we could come to some agreement, like they take half the colors and we take half…but then again a rainbow isn’t a rainbow without all six colors. We should just give it back and find something else to represent us. How about a sign that simply says GAY. Gets the point across and it gets the damn unicorns off our backs.

Yeah…. My minds running on bullshit (6 more miles to go!)

Lol
Peace.

OldIE…

This is a somewhat aged excerpt from my past, a little self evaluation needed back then (somewhat anyways) Enjoy yo

I wear a mental mask

I’m not sure I could explain it if you asked

So I thought I’d write it here

It’s like watching a horror movie and covering your eyes when you know the fear is near

Or turning your back because your afraid of what the mirror will look like

Well neither of these examples really explain what I mean

What I’m trying to say is that I hide myself…even from myself

It’s like a lie so deep you don’t even know the truth anymore

And I don’t even know what I do it for

I mean I do…but I don’t, it’s all apart of the lie ya know

But sometimes that lie can become the truth

Or at least override it until your put back into the situation that made you feel the need to lie

I just wish I knew why, I’m starting to be threatened by the truth of my character

My lie is becoming weak, I’m not ready to understand this

Taking it back…Again

I haven’t had much to say here, pretty much out of ideas (see jumbled road block). I mean I did start back to classes today, but I don’t have the energy to write about it. So back into the vault of old poems we go lol

Enjoy…

I came across an exed out (somewhat of a) poem in my book of oldies, I guess I didn’t like it at the time, I feel somewhat indifferent about it let me know what you think.

 

Bring your strength to exist in this unpractical place
bring your memories and fears you don’t want erased
Face this place as it becomes your home
live for that time, because reality is a blur
gather your feelings as your start to stir up your destiny
and dream that your place called home will stay with you forever
don’t wake up unless your dream isn’t a pleasure

Taking it back

This is an old poem from a few years ago, I have a book of old things I wrote, and I was going through it and decided to add one up here. I might add a few more in the future.

 

Beautiful pain, the wretched scream of my existence
high standards to live by
If beauty is in the eye the beholder then I am blind
Because I don’t see mine
The word stings my ear drums
I loath the existence of me
They say beauty is skin deep so I cut…
I cut through the surface looking for something more
looking for something deeper than beauty
Only finding the blood of my pain
So I cut further
I think I’m going insane, I cut but there’s no truth to be found
Until I finally see the truth is me
The beauty that’s real can only be seen, when you cut through the skin
The real beauty is within

Yup Yup Yup CartOONIES (The better half of me)

Tunes and Toons my two favorite things.

They make up my free time, and I enjoy my senses best when they are focused on the two. (Yes I taste,smell,and touch them too ha!)

Anime’s my passion

while more common cartoons are my everyday lovers

Gosh deezle I’m gonna end this and turn on cartoon network

 

PEACE…Kiddos

Books are for… (Review)

“You are never alone. The child within you is your steadfast companion.”
~Christine A. Adams (One~day~at~a~time Therapy)

I happen to come across this little book, while searching through some old sociology books. I was sparked by the title so I had to get it. It’s a very quick read, with a lot of interesting and inspirational quotes that will stick with you for awhile. The one above happens to be my favorite. It’s a very simple read with a subtle meaning, enjoyable for all ages, a nice pick-me-up book that I plan to keep in my collection for a long time. It’s from the “Elf self help” collection which also includes “Forgiveness therapy” and “Acceptance therapy”. Check them out

Peace

Block.Roads.Mind.Jumbled

I want to believe in a better tomorrow,but my today isn’t showing signs of incline for my future…

 

 

My future is a dream, that I’m thinking of in my present
Wasting what’s now for what could be in the future
Time flies fast but my mind thinks slow
My mental blocks my words so they have nowhere to go…

Slow movement, it’s like every thing’s frozen
Thoughts forgotten way before they’ve been spoken
Creation doesn’t exist, because there’s no confidences left to feed it
Reliving another’s dream, while my own lies broken