And the moon grows dimmer
At the tides low ebb
And your breath comes faster
And you're aching to move
But you're caught in the web...

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Nobody can tell ya
There's only one song worth singing
They may try and sell ya
Cause it hangs them up to see someone like you

But you've gotta
Make your own kind of Music
Sing your own special song
Make your own kind of Music
Even if no body else sings along

You're gonna be nowhere
The loneliest kind of lonely
It may be rough going
Just to do your thing's the hardest thing to do

Make your own kind of Music
Sing your own special song
Make your own kind of Music
Even if no body else sings along

So if you cannot take my hand
And if you must be going
I will understand

You've gotta
Make your own kind of Music
Sing your own special song
Make your own kind of Music
Even if no body else sings along

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My foundations
are in the universe
my spirit is universal
despite all pressures against me
to choose sides
black or white
man or woman
gay or straight
I am still a child
and an old woman
my blood is red
my choice is not to choose
I cannot choice
I am the exception to the rule of choice
I am one and all without exception
I defy the rules
I am me.

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Sweet little cherry blossom,
blooming before her time
Moving her lips to her favorite song,
cherishing every rhyme
Swaying her hips to the rhythm,
humming along with the tune
Lost in her own little dream world
Slow dancing with the moon

Watching her I cannot help,
but go back in my mind
And suddenly I find I am 15 again

Slow dancing with the moon
Oh, the stars got in my eyes long time ago
And I've lived my life like a love sick clown
In a bittersweet cartoon
Just a dreamy eyed kid
Slow dancing with the moon

Watching the girl I'm reminded
she's quite a lot like me
Trapped in the suburbs of wonderland,
lost in her own fantasy
Somehow my heart never grew up,
no one ever burst my balloon
So here I am swirling in star dust,
slow dancing with the moon

Still believe some day my wildest dreams
will all come true
And I'll find someone who'll
make me 15 again
But until then I'm
Slow dancing with the moon
Oh, the stars got in my eyes long time ago
And I've lived my life like a love sick clown
In a bittersweet cartoon
Just a dreamy eyed kid
Slow dancing with the moon














































































































































































































Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Steal. Vulnerability. Death. Pain. Grevince. These are things I've learned about. These are things I've seen. These are things I CANNOT accept. I cannot accept how out world treats the exceptional. I cannot except how much pain is caused to those who deserve nothing but love. There are few people in the world who are truly marvelous people. Very few. And these are the people we marginalize. These are the people we punish, we torture, we tease. These are the people who go home and cry about how mean this world is. About how horrible a place this world is. WHAT ARE WE DOING????

How could we, as a people, be so heartless. How can we, as a people, care so little about love. I am ANGRY. I will not put up with this. It is WRONG. WRONG WRONG WRONG. I am furious that a person I love and care about is being denied the basic affirmations of life. I am furious that a person I care about must hide, out of fear. And worse, accept that that is simply how the world works. I am furious that some people have to put up with such crap, such utter bullshit, while the undeserving get anything they want.

I have been so blessed. I have never had my rights taken away. I can work where I want, live where I want, marry who I want. Love who I want. I've been given money to go to school where I want. I've been given a bed to sleep in. I've been given food to eat. I've been given friends to talk to. I've been given a family to love. I've been given a man to love. I've been given shoulders to cry on. I've been given the freedom to disagree. I've been given the freedom to scream, SCREAM. Yet what have I done to deserve such things? Nothing. I've been a good little girl. I've followed rules. But I've done nothing noble, nothing exceptional. (This isn't meant to put down myself, don't read it that way).

And the people who have done exceptional things. The people who give, instead of given, those people are the ones we deny. Those people are the ones we say are unworthy. Those people are the ones we are scared of. We are scared of greatness in others. So we put it down. We smash it. We trample greatness, because we are afraid of not measuring up. We deny those most worthy everything they deserve, and give it to those who are unworthy. I AM SO ANGRY. I am fuming inside, and crying on the outside. Tears are running down my face, and fires are being lit within me. I will not put up with this any longer. I will not stand for this. I must do something, do something now.

I don't know what to do though. I cannot see what path to follow. I am angry, I want to cause change, but I don't know how. I've thought for a while I could do political change, but I've come to the realization that it's social change, not political change, that is needed now. Maybe I should do some social change. I'm thinking of telling this my story at school. I don't know if I'll get approval. I want to though, I think it would be good. Maybe I'll ask for approval at some point later. Because I need to do something. This cannot go on. We cannot keep doing this to people.

This is happening because people don't see. They ignore what they don't want to see, they put up shields and don't look beyond themselves. This is unacceptable though. Absolutely UNACCEPTABLE. I've never been this passionate in my life. I've never felt this way before about anything. I will not accept the status quo. I will not pale in the face of the battle before me. I will not accept that I cannot do any good. I WILL do good. I WILL fight. I WILL cause change. I WILL improve the situation. I WILL make this world, this nation, a better place for the exceptional people, the wonderful people, the people that deserve to be on top, to be followed, to be mentors. I WILL. My determination gives me hope. My inability and refusal to accept anything less than success gives me hope. My goals may not be reached in my day, but I will make a step, I will help others to make a step. I will not simply sit back and watch with tears in my eyes and in my heart. The tears will be there, but I will be doing something about them. I will be fixing things. I will be fighting. I have chosen my battle ground. I have chosen my side. It is the side of love, of friendship, of honor, of justice. I am ready to act. Because our current state SHALL NOT BE ALLOWED TO CONTINUE.

brynnlee let the night fall at 12:04 AM

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