January 2012
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Finding the Courage To Create Myself
I used to speak fluently in song lyrics. There were certain artists that just seemed to be writing about and singing about: mE. I wouldn’t just listen to the music, I felt it; I lived it. It was incredible to me. It was also my first step: my first step on a road which led me to other people who seemed to understand how I felt. What a concept. I mean, when you live inside your very own...
Knoxville, TN restaurant refuses to serve anti-gay... →
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A restaurant in Knoxville, Tennessee refused to serve state Sen. Stacey Campfield, the man who sponsored the state’s “don’t say gay” bill, compared homosexuality to bestiality, and most recently told Michelangelo Signorile that it’s virtually impossible to spread HIV/AIDS through heterosexual sex. “I hope that Stacy Campfield now knows what...
De-Nial
De-Nial!
Yes, it’s a lovely place to visit; A Utopia, if you will. The weather is almost always warm and sunny. It is complimented with a lovely breeze that kisses your face in such a way, it can only be explained as, “euphoria”. On the occasions that it does rain, it can hardly be dreaded. With its cool, refreshing raindrops, it compliments the sun and warmth, tickling your...
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I Never Meant To Fade A....
I only know that I can change,
everything else just stays the same,
so now I step out of the darkness that my life became…
-Staind, “Fade”
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The dEad
I look out my window in horror, watching them. The dead. They walk. They drive. They shop. They go to work. They think that they still live. I must be the only one: the only one that knows they’re all dead. As they move through the cold, barren wasteland they call their home, I witness in silent terror. I am not sure what is worse: the fact that I am the only person who can see the truth, or...
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I Am An Artist?
I am an artist. As simple as that sentence seems, it is difficult for me to write. It has taken me a lifetime to be able to say it, but I finally can. I wasn’t able to achieve this on my own. Oh, Bob, no! There are many people who have encouraged me and helped me along on my journey to self-acceptance. I wouldn’t say that I have arrived, but I am certainly well on my way. I never thought I would...
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“Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.”
– Picasso 