i got this post from mideast piece of all places. i know it is a bit dated, but it stopped me for a minute in my tracks and made me wonder why i don't do more for others. why i don't scream and shout about the inequities in situations like this. i know, though, that being out and living as the best and kindest person i am able is a good start. sometimes i think that other gay men who hide and deny their wounds and nongay identified men who have hidden and suppressed feelings are the biggest dangers to us- emotionally and physically. i believe the perpetrators of these atrocities are us- ourselves- just not in touch with themselves. how do we stop ourselves from eating ourselves alive? i want to start on the road to making a difference. making a change. it goes from
you or me
to you and me
to you are me.
i hope i can get to that - really get to that - someday.
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