no, i'm not grey. here's why:
for reasons that would take me far longer to type and you to read than you really have time for, i've had a love-hate affair with SG ever since i became a member. the hate is why i considered leaving after my year was up. but to turn a goofy phase, deciding to stay is all about the love.
because i realize that i HAVE met some WONDERFUL people on this site. every single person on my friends list - i may not always get back to you, and become easily distracted by all the same things everyone else gets distracted by on this site, but it's always been a deeply rewarding experience to meet you, and realize your friendship is not just some name on a list.
so i may just stick around for a bit longer. i hope you don't mind.
$#%$#%$
last night, i went to see "the life aquatic" with someone i met at Apocalypse. for my opinions (and many other of your SG faves!) on this movie, see this thread. as for the person, that gave me some pause to learn a bit about myself.
she's an east coast transplant, from woodhaven, queens, who grew up a few blocks down from east new york, one of the nastiest sections of the city. she had a rough life since age 11, dealing with physical abuse at home and at school. i can certainly relate to the abuse, but she seemed to really embrace violence in a way i had a hard time accepting. she had no real problem with talking about this fight she once got into with another woman, and seemed to take pride in the fact that she got the upper hand. and now she's going to be working fairly soon with victims of domestic abuse, to teach them how to process their pain (and presumably, come to terms with hers.)
as i sit here typing this, let me tell you: i really don't like violence. i mean, i REALLYREALLYREALLY DON'T LIKE VIOLENCE. and i've learned that i don't really respect people who feel that things like past pain or 9/11 or whatever gives them an excuse to wreak it on others. there is ALWAYS another way - ALWAYS!
god, i could hardly wait to end that date.
please, don't tell me you guys like violence.
please.
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i have lost my burgundy bathrobe, i found out yesterday. one i had since high school. one my mom (now deceased) gave me. one i wore on national television (remember "dance party USA" back in the '80s? i took my high school to it. rennie harris, now a well-respected hip hop choreographer, was the floor manager), countless raves and several BMs. i even climbed a mountain in it once.
my guess is that it was lost in the shuffle at BM 2004, but honestly, i can't tell you.
a few weeks ago at yoga, we went through a guided meditation. the teacher asked us to envision a mountain, and what we would need to give up in order to climb up farther. i thought, "well, not my bathrobe."
well, maybe i did. one of the hardest requirements to meet for wisdom is learning to let go. it is ALWAYS painful, not just to let go of material items, but the memories and love they represent for you. it is often the only thing we have to hold onto as human beings.
well, i'm going to make a new bathrobe now. i'll post a pic here when i'm done...
"you will have to leave everything behind. your family, your friends, all that you love. you will even leave your body. after all, it was only a loan."
-alejandro jordorowsky, "the holy mountain"
for reasons that would take me far longer to type and you to read than you really have time for, i've had a love-hate affair with SG ever since i became a member. the hate is why i considered leaving after my year was up. but to turn a goofy phase, deciding to stay is all about the love.
because i realize that i HAVE met some WONDERFUL people on this site. every single person on my friends list - i may not always get back to you, and become easily distracted by all the same things everyone else gets distracted by on this site, but it's always been a deeply rewarding experience to meet you, and realize your friendship is not just some name on a list.
so i may just stick around for a bit longer. i hope you don't mind.
$#%$#%$
last night, i went to see "the life aquatic" with someone i met at Apocalypse. for my opinions (and many other of your SG faves!) on this movie, see this thread. as for the person, that gave me some pause to learn a bit about myself.
she's an east coast transplant, from woodhaven, queens, who grew up a few blocks down from east new york, one of the nastiest sections of the city. she had a rough life since age 11, dealing with physical abuse at home and at school. i can certainly relate to the abuse, but she seemed to really embrace violence in a way i had a hard time accepting. she had no real problem with talking about this fight she once got into with another woman, and seemed to take pride in the fact that she got the upper hand. and now she's going to be working fairly soon with victims of domestic abuse, to teach them how to process their pain (and presumably, come to terms with hers.)
as i sit here typing this, let me tell you: i really don't like violence. i mean, i REALLYREALLYREALLY DON'T LIKE VIOLENCE. and i've learned that i don't really respect people who feel that things like past pain or 9/11 or whatever gives them an excuse to wreak it on others. there is ALWAYS another way - ALWAYS!
god, i could hardly wait to end that date.
please, don't tell me you guys like violence.
please.
%$%$#$%$
i have lost my burgundy bathrobe, i found out yesterday. one i had since high school. one my mom (now deceased) gave me. one i wore on national television (remember "dance party USA" back in the '80s? i took my high school to it. rennie harris, now a well-respected hip hop choreographer, was the floor manager), countless raves and several BMs. i even climbed a mountain in it once.
my guess is that it was lost in the shuffle at BM 2004, but honestly, i can't tell you.
a few weeks ago at yoga, we went through a guided meditation. the teacher asked us to envision a mountain, and what we would need to give up in order to climb up farther. i thought, "well, not my bathrobe."
well, maybe i did. one of the hardest requirements to meet for wisdom is learning to let go. it is ALWAYS painful, not just to let go of material items, but the memories and love they represent for you. it is often the only thing we have to hold onto as human beings.
well, i'm going to make a new bathrobe now. i'll post a pic here when i'm done...
"you will have to leave everything behind. your family, your friends, all that you love. you will even leave your body. after all, it was only a loan."
-alejandro jordorowsky, "the holy mountain"
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i'll be spinning at a small dj bar for NYE till 2 am and then after that . . . it's up to wherever the winds carry me. what are you doing for NYE up here?