Salutations Universe and ALL My Beautiful Beings in Attendance for Life,
Here are the tweets I posted this morning:
A close friend barely escaped an attempted suicide 1 1/2wks b4 mass death news. CAN reason B found btwn chaos&sorrow of a dead 13yo gay boy?
What if that ignorance knocked on my Fam’s door with its Intolerance against creed, color & origins of which WE R MANY? Violence-2-deaths.
I dislike concepts of weighing values of Beings, at all. But even w/out “elders” Us kids live by a Code & it doesn’t accommodate losses.
I’ve learned that GlenLivet is smooth&comforting 2 a point of course more of a distraction is every single thing I can’t help, reach or love.
Here are my first jots at random ranting about all this:
I decided not to tweet and blog through tears. So I basically disappeared. Nasty world this is becoming –yea? ‘Cuz to look back, there were never so many humans/beings on the attack. I mean what kind of epidemic is that? Lives are being cut short on so many levels & for SO many reasons, often (at least recently) escalated by the fuel of the idiotic thoughts (and lack thereof) of superiority (that they don’t even believe) & complete lack of respect & tolerance towards another Being. Whether color, race, breeding, beliefs, whatever differences lay between. It’s been a few weeks now, but still when I think, about just ONE student whose only need, was to get through his or her school day safely……I start to freak, hands shake, head screams, can’t sleep. Why was that Being’s walk home made to be such a mountainous feat?
To whom it may concern,
You’re hatin’ who’s in the mirror so bad you feel like draggin’ a little kid down with ya? WTF? And you choose him just because of who he was? At 13, I bet he probably had 10-times the insight than you on his Whos and Whats, identity new but secure…..but along comes your ass & tries to beat out all that is pure! My frustration and pain lend way to heartache’s strain, in the highest form of anger my physical body can contain, without all these words becoming blurred again, free from restraint, I hate. And hating isn’t how I live, my code’s of respect honor & love of all, but right now you’re a part of all & I can’t see around your acts, I can’t wrap my mind around the facts that this whole thing didn’t have to go down anything like that! And I don’t care ‘bout your excuses, from the wrong side of the tracks, undisciplined & never taught the right way to act, void of conscious now? Pick one fault & stick with that! Fuckin’ liar & coward & sucker, hope you get sentenced so long your bedmate wears out that ass! *calming myself & making every effort to breathe* You know what ignorant bastard, eventually I’ll be able to handle this with more couth, but for today I had to vent your poison & rant all about you –waste of space perhaps, but these last statements come from my heart, in truth, straight to you. If we were eye-to-eye, I’d take my time (like days), face-to-face, hearing you plead your case, to no avail, but open ears, to hear every single formation of every single one of your tears come pouring from fear, taunting’s what you like to do? Taunting is what I’d do to you. I’m a professional in such things, quickly have you at your end over & over & over again, hangin’ from a buildin’, in crash-test-dummy conditions, under water then up again beggin’ to let you drown but I’ll give no such permission. But don’t get me twisted, you’re not a mark with the goal of submission. Silly boy, I do want to know what was your purpose, what were you thinkin’ & why………but honestly I want to kick your ass until I FEEL A LITTLE BETTER before sending you packin’ to Hell like swattin’ a fly, cut your life short too…..so I can finally get some shuteye. Just J.
Btw just because I possess what it takes to end a life, or torture one, does in no way kick me into some category or stereotype (here we go with that intolerance again), placing a white label on my lapel with "Violent Beware" in big red letters. If violence was to be Your last resort, wouldn't it be prudent of you to become at least familiar with it?
