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I was raised in a really fucked up home, but I was, thankfully, heavily influenced by my Christian grandparents. Now, as an adult, I don't go to church, but I do believe in God and adhere to most of the Christian ideals I was exposed to growing up. I'm like any human being, though: I question. I question what exactly is meant by some of the Scriptures. Sometimes I question what God is thinking, and sometimes I wonder if there is just something about me He doesn't like.
One of my biggest questions, for obvious reasons, is the whole gay thing. I know the Bible says that for a man to lay with a man is wrong--'abomination' is the word used, I believe. I have met a lot of homosexuals who believe that they were, in fact, born gay. This is where I get muddled: why would God declare something to be wrong, and then create people who, by simply being born, are sinning? I don't understand that concept and I never have.
Thankfully, though the Bible presents a conundrum there, I believe it also gets us questioning breeders off the hook with one command: "Judge not lest ye be judged." It is not my concern whether my gay friends are 'wrong.' It is not my rersponsibility to determine that. I am supposed to love my neighbor as myself.
That being said, I watched Ellen Degeneres's new talk show yesterday. Sadly, I wasn't very impressed. I like her stand-up routines and I have respected her since her very public exit from the closet underscored by her union with Anne Heche. I believe this talk show is her third attempt at a tv show, and I honestly hope she strikes upon a project that will take off for her. I admire her continued attempts at something she obviously wants badly, and I think it's bullshit that she has been blackballed for coming out on "Ellen." We now thrive on 'reality' shows that include openly gay participants. You can't watch on of those horrendous "Elimi-Date"-esque shows without a gay couple or a girl talking about some lesbian experimentation she's done. People are raving over "Queer Eye for a Straight Guy." Evolve, people. Ellen just had the nerve to do it first. She's earned a shot.
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Bits of fire in the sky push me east back home. I used to live in flames
but it's hard on the wings. Choke me. Smoke me. Scare me back. You try
but you just can't. I peel the layers in my spare time, and you're easy
to see through. I can fly, I've discovered on my own. I may be the lesser
butterfly but my wings are just as strong. Who are you to tell me to find
a place to land? I may be the lesser butterfly but baby watch me glide.
