words, words, words
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If I begin to detail myself here, will you understand?
P. I am me
Q. I don't always know exactly who that is
R. I am Quaker
S. I like words and playing with them
T. I like genmaicha tea
U. I like the word napkin more than most others
V. I spend time walking my neighborhood
W. I cook rice often
X. I sleep well most every night
Y. I eat large amounts of fruit and vegetables
Z. I munch, sleep, write, create, cook, bike, watch, walk, listen, hope, learn, drink, live, breathe, touch, know, question, taste, copy, read, stare, carry, talk, dance, finger, try.
raisin@gmail.com
albums:
Magnetic Fields: 69 Love Songs
Erasure: I Say, I Say, I Say
Depeche Mode: Black Celebration
The Beach Boys: Pet Sounds
Marvin Gaye: What's Going On?
David Bowie: Hunky Dory
George Michael: Listen without Prejudice
George Gershwin: Porgy and Bess
Yo La Tengo: And Then Nothing Turned Itself Inside Out
songs:
Wild is the Wind: Nina Simone
Come Undone: Duran Duran
Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini: Rachmaninov
My Funny Valentine: Chet Baker
Feeling Yourself Disintegrate: The Flaming Lips
This Must Be the Place: The Talking Heads
Hyperballad: Bjork
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Sunday, December 14, 2003
An actual letter I am sending to my grandparents in response to their Christmas card:
Thank you for your Christmas card, and your prayers for me. I trust that God understands our prayers better than we do and interprets them accoording to our best intentions. I too, pray for you, that you would love as Christ did, with compassion and kindness, and without condemnation.
I know you pray for me to fall in love with a woman instead of with a man, but I know the love I have shared with men is a part of the love God has for all of us. I listen to the spirit often and constantly ask for guidance and support; I have grown so much in my relationship with God and better understand his desires for my life. I feel him all around me, in the beautiful snow that fell yesterday, in the community of the Quaker meeting I attend, in the many blessings of my life, and always inside me, loving and healing me.
You have hurt me for many years, and I don't understand why you carry such condemnation with you. i am stronger now, and have been afraid of you for too long. I don't seek your approval or your advice because I would not trust it. Your love has been shallow and only given when you agree with my life; I have walked on my tiptoes to not offend you. I am tired of that, and must live my own life, and make my family from those with whom i share a truer love. I hope in the future we can better learn to love each other, as Christ demanded. i suspect you do love me, though you have allowed your bias against my sexuality to disfigure such love.
Let us both pray for peace this Christmas, and the increase of love around the world, for all people.
11:33 AM
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