YOU'RE MY QUESTIONS. YOU'RE MY PROOF.

You're my questions. You're my proof.

6.2.13

I had a really poignant conversation with my Arab neighbor last month who has moved away from our neighborhood since then. He's considered himself bisexual but more attracted to men (no one in his country knows about him), and because of his culture and religion he's going back to his country next summer to get married and have kids and a family. I saw so much sadness and anxiety in his eyes as he tells me in broken English: “This life—this gay lifestyle is so difficult and I'm so conflicted, I don't want to choose it because I know I will lose in the end. I don't want to die alone. In my country, you get killed for being this way, for being your true self. I'd rather get married to a woman and have a guarantee of a stable life.”

Our conversation triggered a lot of thoughts in my mind also, of how lucky I am to be in the US (especially in New York); free to love, free to express myself. But I also agree with him, will there be a silver lining? This gay lifestyle, and the community sure is a messy one, and mind you, I am not being pessimistic. I'm only trying really hard to look at things in the big picture. It's one of those things where you can't really run away from. I'm feeling kinda lost and conflicted in my own private sadness too.

I'm down on my mind...
I'm building a still to slow down the time.

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I've been on Earth for a while but still fascinated by clouds...



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