Making an ass of myself
Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 3:30 pm
I am going to pour my heart out, and make an ass of myself. That is what I am known for here.. The all american major emmotional sap corn ball....
Its interesting how one thread leads to another,
The for anyone whose lost someone thread.... got me listening to songs written by Elton John. Funeral for a friend.. Sacrifice.. Candle in the wind. Im still standing. Timeless pieces of music. Written by this incredible, eccentric genius. whom I have always loved. We all know he is gay. He wouldnt mind me mentioning that here. He got me to thinking of all the creative, wonderful, loving friends that is has been my privledge to know, over the years who are gay. Some are deceased. One was godfather to my youngest son. Another was a man who shaped my career in the flower business. He worked on building my self esteem, and pushed me into public speaking when I was only 20 years old. I think Ive had relationships with tormented closeted gay men. I strongly believe that a very close family member.. whom I love with my whole heart is struggling to identify his sexuality. I just want to take a stand.. publicly, openly and strongly... im memory of those I have loved and lost... or those still in my life now, who are homosexuals.. That it hurts me deeply whenever a thread starts regarding this most private issue.. that should be noones business but theirs.
I loathe the dispariging remarks made about homosexuals. And the remarks made under the guise of religious interpertation make my skin crawl. It has been an unexpected experience for me these past couple of years, to have felt indescribibly lonely. I didnt think that was a feeling I would ever experience. I will tell you this, having had the good fortune to observe a few very happy couples. I dont really care anymore if it be man, woman, dog,
or bird.... if the opportunity presents itself to give and receive love... Im there!!!!!! Ive been polite, Ive been low key. I am telling you wake up and smell the coffee. As I said in the other " Homo" thread. God made all of us.. and he doesnt make mistakes. Thank You for your patience
Its interesting how one thread leads to another,
The for anyone whose lost someone thread.... got me listening to songs written by Elton John. Funeral for a friend.. Sacrifice.. Candle in the wind. Im still standing. Timeless pieces of music. Written by this incredible, eccentric genius. whom I have always loved. We all know he is gay. He wouldnt mind me mentioning that here. He got me to thinking of all the creative, wonderful, loving friends that is has been my privledge to know, over the years who are gay. Some are deceased. One was godfather to my youngest son. Another was a man who shaped my career in the flower business. He worked on building my self esteem, and pushed me into public speaking when I was only 20 years old. I think Ive had relationships with tormented closeted gay men. I strongly believe that a very close family member.. whom I love with my whole heart is struggling to identify his sexuality. I just want to take a stand.. publicly, openly and strongly... im memory of those I have loved and lost... or those still in my life now, who are homosexuals.. That it hurts me deeply whenever a thread starts regarding this most private issue.. that should be noones business but theirs.
I loathe the dispariging remarks made about homosexuals. And the remarks made under the guise of religious interpertation make my skin crawl. It has been an unexpected experience for me these past couple of years, to have felt indescribibly lonely. I didnt think that was a feeling I would ever experience. I will tell you this, having had the good fortune to observe a few very happy couples. I dont really care anymore if it be man, woman, dog,
or bird.... if the opportunity presents itself to give and receive love... Im there!!!!!! Ive been polite, Ive been low key. I am telling you wake up and smell the coffee. As I said in the other " Homo" thread. God made all of us.. and he doesnt make mistakes. Thank You for your patience