this is the page i care about the
most i think.
life is hard for everyone. as i
accept who i am, i am learning that being gay means life will be even harder.
i have gone from being in the majority
(as a white, middle class american male) to being a part of the most hated
minority. from not having to think about AIDS to being one of those
who has to worry the most about AIDS. from never having to worry
about being ridiculed for who i am to having people who have never met
me, want to kill me just because of who i am. from going to church,
to "christians" unblinkingly telling me i am going to hell.
life is hard... very hard sometimes.
i've learned that to make it, we
have to be there for each other. that is what my page is all about.
this page, i hope, will be an inspiration
to anyone who needs to be picked up and held when life gets hard.
it is a collection of poems, music, words, thoughts... whatever brings
peace. cool.
to check the other parts of my page, click here
if you have anything that should be on this page, let me know! craigers24@hotmail.com
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"It's about one moment. It's about hitting
the wall and having to make a choice, or take a stand, or turn around and
go back. The moment you think you know where you stand, the things
that you're sure of slip from your hand, and you're suddenly a stranger
in
some completely different land"
Jason Robert Brown
this came from my friend katie:
The Perfect Man
The perfect man is gentle
Never Cruel or mean
He has a beautiful smile
And keeps his face so clean.
The perfect man likes children
And will raise them by your side
He will be a good father
As well as a good husband to his bride.
The perfect man loves cooking
Cleaning and vacuuming too
He'll do anything in his power
To convey his feelings of love on you.
The perfect man is sweet
Writing poetry from your name
He's a best friend to your mother
And kisses away your pain.
He never has made you cry
Or hurt you in any way
And Unfortunately to all the women,
The perfect man is gay.
this came to me from my friend bry:
"A life with love will have some thorns,
But a life without love will have no roses."
a friend emailed this to me. it is really
good! the first thing someone has given to me just for this page
:-) thanks dude.
NEVER BE CONTENT WITH SOMEONE'S DEFINITION OF
YOU.
INSTEAD, DEFINE YOURSELF BY YOUR OWN BELIEFS,
YOUR OWN TRUTHS ,
YOUR OWN UNDERSTANDING OF WHO YOU ARE AND HOW
YOU CAME TO BE. AND NEVER BE
CONTENT UNTIL YOU ARE HAPPY WITH THE UNIQUE PERSON
YOU ARE!
I went to the woods because I wanted to live
deliberately ,
I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow
of life to put to ralph all that was not life
and not when I had come to die discover that
I had not lived.
Henry David Thoreo
O me! O life! of the questions of these recurring,
Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities
fill'd with the foolish,
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who
more foolish than I, and who more failthless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects
mean, of the struggle ever renew'd,
Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and
sordid crowds I see around me,
Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with
the rest me intertwined,
The question, O me! so sad, recurring - What
good amid these, O me, O life?
Answer.
That you are here - that life life exists and
identity,
That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute
a verse.
-Walt Whitman
"Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win
glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure,
than to take rank with those poor spirits who
neither enjoy much nor suffer much,
because they live in the gray twilight that knows
not victory or defeat."
- Theodore Roosevelt
"Don't take the narrow path. Go where there is
no path, and leave a trail." - Ralph Waldo Emerson
"go without hate, but not without rage, heal
the world" - paul monette
Does It Matter?
My father asked me if I am gay and I asked, "Does
it matter?" He said,
"No, not really."
I told him, "Yes." He said, "Get out of my life."
I guess it mattered.
My boss asked me if I am gay and I asked, "Does
it matter?" He said,
"No, not really."
I told him, "Yes." He said, "You're fired fagot."
I guess it mattered.
My friend asked me if I am gay and I asked, "Does
it matter?" He said,
"No, not really."
I told him, "Yes." He said, "Don't call me your
friend."
I guess it mattered.
My lover asked, "Do you love me?" I asked, "Does
it matter?" He said,
"Yes."
I told him, "I love you." He said, "Let me hold
you in my arms."
For the first time in my life something matters.
My God asked me, "Do you love yourself?" I asked,
"Does it matter?" He said,
"YES!"
I told him, "How can I love myself, I am gay?"
He said, "That is the way I made you."
Nothing will ever matter again.
Author - Unknown
(i got this in an email. it is great so
i wanted to post it, but i don't know who wrote it.)
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think? let me know! craigers24@hotmail.com
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