history repeating is there purpose wednesday

What do you have to say about talk of the Burka being Banned in France?

Where does this lead? Muslim women can't leave their homes in France? What about Buddhist nuns? What about...what about...? What's really going on, France?

friend k: France boasts a pretty large Muslim minority and they are the center of quite a bit of contention. They have been talking about banning the Burka for awhile now. If they do it will be huge. In November the Swiss voted to put a ban on the construction of minarets on Muslim mosques. Europe and Islam are not getting along with now (to put it mildly).

friend l: I'm shocked? I don't know what is going on. I will buy a newspaper.

friend m: i have not heard of this until now, but if this is a serious deal then i am extremely disappointed in france. i don't need to explain the cultural, social, and religious importance of the burka to muslim society. i don't know if france thinks they are "liberating" muslim women, but meddling in the affairs of religion by a political power has caused some major problems throughout the history of mankind.

i'm going to have to go check this out now.

friend k: France (and all of Europe) are not trying to liberate Muslims, they are trying to keep their own culture alive. The arguments against Muslims in Europe are similar to some (but not all) arguments against illegal immigrants in the US.

friend m: but banning the burka sounds like quite an extreme measure to achieve a cultural goal...:\

Targeting the women (who really have no say- the Koran & Muslim men do) is infuriatingly ignorant.

friend m:extremely. i don't...agree with it no matter the cultural ramifications.

I do agree that the US and countless other countries/societies have done their share of discrimination- often leading to community violence and even internment, labor, and/or death camps to get 'unwanted' people out of the picture. Is Europe going to walk down this road again? Fighting the extremists by punishing the majority; way to be original. Oppression begets retaliation. It is the human story.

deutschland snowy before the sunrise monday

I love the existence between lights. The breathing before the sun and after the moon. Before the moon and after the sun. These are where I belong. Where trees are purple-black pencil painted streaks bending in the sky. Dusk or Dawn; I am happiest.

bluegreengoldcolorscolorscolors monday

I write this for a boy in his twenties.

The water closed his eyes.



listening to flogging molly and sending my heartsong to the one i never knew
we all had to say goodbye too soon, too soon
young life leaves this world. we are waiting in the between
it's raining in Seattle
i feel rain
still alive
are you more so now that you are not
my heart sings to you
the one i never knew
sleep and wait for us
what more will i say
when i never knew you
the ones in your love
they are the burning
burning in the hole cracked within
they are the burning
left with only the love
you
they knew you
love you still
far far away
far far away

january junebug 20 and 10 Tuesday

I am tired. I am simultaneously happy, grateful, courageous, quenched, empowered, delighted, ecstatic, gleeful, energetic, bursting with the need to create!...anxious, baleful, anguished, confined, unwanted, angry, fearful, downcast, unfulfilled, cracked...hurt and healed all in one.

I think about death at least once an hour. As a part of Life.


So if I am meant only to die- then why live? Why be put in this world in the first fucking place? Is death so dependent upon life? I need to stop asking why regarding these things. I need some other inquiry.

How?

What?


Answer me that, God. I am not informed.


Still not angry with God. Angry with this place/existence- quite often; particularly in regards to humanity, which includes my own self.

What is the purpose of my body and mind, senses and cognitions, tying so strongly- cleaving to this place! If I'm not supposed to fucking be here!

Fuck you, people who tell me like you fucking know what God knows. FUCK YOU. We don't even know who/what/how/???? the one we call God is. NONE OF US. FUCKING SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH.

Answers would help, God. Answers that human minds are able to process and possibly grasp on the downwards of the 'for dummies' scale.


Time to dance by myself again. Deep breathing. Slow movement. Swelling music.

Center.

Waiting.