|Saturday, March 31st, 2007|
4:43 pm - Sorry I never post anymore. I do try to read your journals.
|Thursday, February 15th, 2007|
12:58 am - Of course...
| You scored as Dean. You're Dean! He is best described as a ladies' man, a protective older brother, talented demon hunter, skilled hustler, expert in the supernatural, and a smartass. He uses sarcasm, music, and hunting to hide the tragic memories of his mother and father's supernatural deaths.|
Who are you most like on Supernatural?
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|Monday, February 12th, 2007|
4:21 am - quiz
3:46 am - I'm just me...
My name is
activist, adult, androgynous, anthrosexual, assertive, aunt, beautiful, big brother, bisexual, blessed, bondage, bottom, boy in a skirt, boy lover, boy with a vagina, boy with boobs, caring, child, complex, creative, creature, crossdresser, cute, daughter, different, dork, dreamer, eclectic, F2M, FTM, family, fanboy, female, femmeboy, freak, free, friend, friendly, full of love, geek, gender bender, genderfuck, gentleman, girl lover, glittery, human, individual, intelligent, kinky, lesbigay, loving, Mr., MTM, man, man-loving, masochist, me, misunderstood, myself, nephew, niece, out, passionate, poet, polyamorous, pro-choice, pro-family, pro-gay, pro-life, queer, quirkyalone, Republican, random, self-defined, sir, son, spiritual, strange, submissive, survivor, tranny, trannyboy, trans, transboy, transgender, transgender warrior, transman, transsexual, uncle, unique, weird, woman-loving, writer
May we never rest until every child of earth in every generation is free from all prisons of the mind and of the body and of the spirit; until the earth and the hills and the seas shall dance, and the universe itself resound with the joyful cry: "Behold! I am!" ~John Cummins
|Friday, March 10th, 2006|
The Bridge Builder|
An old man traveling a lonely highway
Came at the evening cold and gray
To a chasm deep and wide.
The old man crossed in the twilight dim
For the sullen stream had no fears for him
But he turned when he reached the other side
And built a bridge to span the tide.
Old man, cried a fellow pilgrim near
You are wasting your strength in building here.
Your journey will end with the ending day
And you will never again pass this way.
You have crossed the chasm deep and wide.
Why build you a bridge at eventide?
And the builder raised his old gray head
Good friend on the path I have come, he said
There follows after me today
A youth whose feet must pass this way.
This stream which has been as naught to me
To that fair haired boy may a pitfall be.
He, too, must cross in the twilight dim
Good friend, I am building this bridge for him.
by Will Allen Dromgoole (a woman)
People are unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered.
Love them anyway.
If you do good, people may accuse you of selfish motives.
Love them anyway.
If you are successful you may win false friends and true enemies.
The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow.
Do good anyway.
Honesty and transparency make you vulnerable.
Be honest and transparent anyway.
What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight.
Give the world the best you have and you may get hurt.
Give the world your best anyway.
- Mother Teresa
"Do all you can with what you have in the time you have, in the place you are."|
-Nkosi Johnson, South Africa
AIDS activist Died from AIDS at the age of 12 on Friday, June 1, 2001
Nkosi Johnson was born with AIDS in 1989 in rural South Africa. The disease was transmitted through his mother, who died when Nkosi was two. The boy was taken to a Johannesburg shelter for children and mothers with AIDS, founded by a white South African woman named Gail Johnson. She later took Nkosi into her own home, caring for him for years as her own son. Together, they crusaded for better care and treatment for the victims of AIDS. In July 2000, Nkosi, then 11, received worldwide attention when he addressed the International Conference on AIDS held that year in Durban, South Africa.
We are normal. We are human beings. We can walk. We can talk. (Cheers and Applause) We have needs, just like everyone else; we are all the same. Thank you. (Applause) -Nkosi Johnson adressing the International Conference on AIDS
by Oriah Mountain Dreamer
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for
and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for your dream
for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon...
I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by life’s betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us to
remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me
I want to know if you can
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
It doesn’t interest me
to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after the night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.
It doesn’t interest me who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire
and not shrink back.
It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone
and if you truly like the company you keep
in the empty moments.
|Monday, February 6th, 2006|
9:33 pm - my quiz has gotten votes since the last time I posted it! yay! spread the randomness!
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|Sunday, March 7th, 2004|