Fighting the good fight

I went to bed early last night. I get up early most mornings and go to bed late. Last night was an exception. I wake up during the night, two or three times and have trouble falling asleep. For some reason I was exhausted and dragged myself out of bed. Literally, still tired, so I slept an extra hour and woke at seven a.m. and began my day. A cup of hot chocolate and marshmallows. The big white marsh mellows. I opened my e mail and received an Email for a post called The Gloria Sirens. I found it excillerating, yet frightening. I winced hate and anger for what the writer calls her plight.The fight for her right to be a lesbian.

Do all lesbians hate me? Sometime I believe all women hate me. The way they spew out comments when they are angry. A ridiculous assumption. Like the assumption a new president would gather all lesbians and burn them at the stake. Like the witches of the dark ages when people would not think for themselves. My answer for all hate mongers is: “I don’t have to stand for this anymore and will fight to the death for equality for all peoples (a litttle paraphrase from Network the movie in which Peter Finch makes his famous proclamations). I do not care if you are white, black,Chinese, a lesbian or straight, or transsexual, you have a right to live in peace and harmony with your fellow man. My generation fought for this spirit in the sixties. A movement that spawned enlightenment of what could be.

Martin Luther King’s approach is correct. Only in love and acceptance can you cut the binds of hatred. I left my religion that taught this philosophy because they strayed from it. We must band together in a bond of brotherhood,sisterhood and not accept the preaching of any person or oligarchy that professes evil against the common good.

I find  a society that dominates, draws lines in the sand and says you are not like this and cast out individuals  because of their sexual preferences is a closed society I want no part of. Religious organizations profess love, but practices hate, dominance and acceptance to ideology that are flawed. Was not the Bible written to fit the mans need at the time? It is the greatest book ever written by man. I find it difficult to believe that God would cast all lesbians, homosexuals and tranvestites to hell for their manner of lifestyle and love. Sorry that boat left the pier.

I love my Sister and she has a female partner. I see no greater love than what they have and possess. I think they have been together for twenty years and have made a good life for themselves. My sister was divorced and has two fabulous children that are in heterosexual relationships married with wonderful kids. Only with sustainable love could this be possible. Be the “Lone Ranger “, fight for good and Justice with no malice for those who wish you harm. Show them the truth and demand the respect you give them in return.

Pura Vida!


The right to leave on your accord
Your terms you applaud
A choice some disagree
They believe they have a plea

Do we give up our right to decide
What to do with our lives?
Why do you have a right to say
How I should die today?

If I wish to end the pain
Not to suffer in anyway
It is my choice to choose
Why should you refuse?

If I am young and want to escape
I find there is no one to relate
I wish to euthanize
Could you advise

Show a compromise
Or do I commit suicide?
While you decide
What I do with my life

Isn’t it mine to decide?
Who gave the government my right
To decide my life?
Is there less pain
Whether it is in a physical or mental way?

If I refuse to be institutionalized
Have I a right to euthanize?
If I am tired and old
Wish not to be told

How to meet my end
Say good bye to my families and friends
Use the rest of my time the best I can
Stop my mayhem

Choose my right to end
I wish to leave on my own accord
I have talked with the Lord
When it is my time to go
I wish to do it on my terms alone

Forgive me