08.20.2020

If you didn’t know, I lost confidence in the human race in 2020.

I have kept mostly to myself.

Although I still know my judgment is fair, I can’t stop thinking about how I could help humanity to live to its fullest potential.

Yet, I realized sometime ago that I don’t effect many peoples’ lives very much through my writing.

And that’s OK.

But I keep thinking another thought, that no one reads my.

Horrors, Horrors I’m my only audience!

08.09.2022

I don’t believe in being helpless.

I have never, (at least not in my memory. I don’t count being knockedout, or knocked down, because I speak not only physical reality, but also the mind and spirit), considered myself “helpless.”

Further, there are situations that can only be handled by the individual, because there is no one there to help you out.

It’s still an interesting life I have, but I miss not having a community of people like myself.

I guess that’s why I may be moving to Europe.

As far as I know, there are no sexual spiritualists,
no people that identify themselves outside of their religion or race, or social class.

I live in a community of gay folk who look at me as a sexual curiosity or worse.

I live in a country where white people, especially those in police uniforms, can kill me as if I were a game animal.

And my growing sense of honor says I can’t stay in a country that I often desire to burn to ground.

Too many people have died for me to simply act like “normal.”

So as long as I stay in this country, I’m still at war with it and it’s people.

My people, (yeah, that is a definite contradictory statement. The way of the world….)

I’m fortunate though: words are my only weapons.

06.26.2022

A personal story.

First, I’m not a Christian, and I consider myself a sworn enemy of that religion.

When in my sophomore, my girlfriend, also a sophomore, became pregnant despite using condoms.

Everytime.

But the condom broke.

I did not want a baby, because I felt that it would ruin our careers and lives, and she agreed…. until she told her parents.

She changed her mind.

Short story, she dumps me and forbids me from seeing my daughter for eleven years.

But the question is, did it ruin our lives, our careers?

From the point of view of a student pursuing a career in politics and foreign affairs – yes!

Not being there to help raise my daughter as a Hardy, a definite yes.

But then again, she’s my only biological offspring, I love her and I have grandkids.

Abortion is the right of the individual woman, and I hate Christianity for it’s intrusiveness, may it burn it’s hell.

06.12.2022

OK, time for a little rant, so bare with me.

Civil rights is an important movement in the States. It freed a lot of people economically and socially, and because of those freedoms, the United States has prospered.

Which is I do not understand the push by the Republican Party to abolish or restrict those rights. Certain pundits have said that the Republicans are doing this to maintain their power as a viable national party.

But by restricting voting rights?

By taking away the rights of women to have access to proper health care, (abortion)?

By pushing outdated economic policies, (like not favoring a living wage, that includes factors like inflation and production).

By embracing racism?

To me, that makes little sense.

Why?

Two reasons:

One – Because political parties die when they cease being relevent to their population.

Two – By reinventing themselves as a party for the entire population with good progressive economic policies that brings wealth to everyone.

Long ago, the Republican party were the progressives.

I know, this isn’t the 1900’s, and that big money holds their puppet strings, (but that’s also true with the Democrats).

Yet, the Republicans are now more a domestic terrorist organization than a party of policies, or fair play.

I don’t understand how they lost their souls.

Southern Comforts….a poem.

I once lived in Florida,
but never saw any gators….

But I did have a bible thrown at me
enterin’ a gay bar.

Nothin’ like that warm Southern Comfront,

Where men are men, stuck in someone
else’s closet.

And the women can only make babies….

But I guess it ain’t so bad,
sense that drink is spreadin’.

Character Flaws, a poem.

When people betray me,
it takes me too long to
forgive.

I don’t mind poverty.

What would I do with wealth
when there is so much suffering.

I’m a Blackman in America,
(and no one will date me.)

I’m Bi,
and no one will date me!

I’m too brave to be an atheist and
Abraham is too old!

Shit, no wonder I can’t get a date,
there are no true freaks in
America.

There is no freedom here.