Zwerglipatch May 2, 2012 6:06 p.m.
Will I be able to ignore the turmoil of another election — indeed, of anything? This year is exasperating. Once again, the LGBT [Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender] Community has become a kickball. To many, we have no face, nor any Heart. Phobias are too often exacerbated. This is old hat — old news.
Why do we accept the words of a few hateful individuals? When will courage to accept those who are perceived as different, and do no harm to anyone, be the norm?
When words of hate are spoken, the speaker claims it was a joke. Jokes have the capability to kill. One should not “joke” to a crowd who does what they are told without even thinking, or knowing, the consequence. The self-named Establishment is not helping; they are hurting. What does Political greed have to gain by making members of their electorate unwanted Citizens? Enough is enough. Each day, I read more and more bad news about my plight as a Citizen. It is time for the unwanted meek to roar.
Zwerglipatch May 3, 2012 7:47 a.m.
It saddens me when a character dies. This is an odd, recurring sensation. Even when one knows ahead of time that this is a given, it makes me cry. And, when taking the opportunity to feel this again and again is downright odd. Yet, tears cleanse one’s inner being. Tears are the necessity to appreciate the smiling — the laughter. If it weren’t for emotional dichotomy, we would be a sorrowful lot knowing that we existed, but, not understanding why we feel. Feeling our feelings, I have come to realize, is not easily perceived. Trusting our feelings is difficult. I will go back to witness many a character’s demise. Why? It is not pleasurable — it is lovable. It is knowing, in advance, that I care — I love — I Feel. When, in real Life, one hears of a “passing”, an emptiness will never heal. We try. Remembering happiness helps. That lingering pain, unlike characters on paper and celluloid and stage, never goes away. Trusting memory must exist.
A friend just lost a Pet. Pets are Friends. Pets are Friends who Trust. There are so many Pets I recall that trusted Me. And, I trusted my Pets to be there for me when I was down and out. My tears fell on their beings.
Knowing this, I now know, at this moment in my existence, I cannot properly care for any Pet. Therefore, I treasure the Pets I have had. They are with me in every breath I take. My Pets, which are now lost, still help me get through hard days. Days when I am discouraged by the actions of those who are out to destroy my happiness for no reason except to seek their own personal gain, or, as many would say, “glory”. There is no “glory” in inflicting pain of any type to those who Feel. Even those who do not “Feel” must be, and should be, protected. The proliferation of pain has made me more determined than ever to seek relief for all who choose to Feel happiness. We have known pain.