Drama Queens

Well, here it is, the beginning of a new week. I have realized something about our type, you know, human beings. We love drama. Drama of any sort, and the messier the better, and if we can point to some one else and tell them that they are making the drama occur instead of ourselves, even better. And I am the first to admit that drama does occur in our lives naturally. Things occur that are either within our control or without that create drama in our lives, but generally this is drama that is a force in our life that either strains out what is unnecessary in our lives, or it is bringing in our lives something new and meaningful. This is generally good drama, drama with a purpose.

But we love to talk, we talk about other peoples dramas as well as our own. Some people live on the stuff like its a drug. Any little thing is fodder for their addiction. I am personally making a resolution, less drama in my life. Not that there is much in my life anyways. I pride myself on being somewhat drama free, and if something is causing drama in my life, I try to either remove the drama causing thing, or change my perspective.

Sometimes in this thing called life that sometimes becomes a waiting room for death, it is good to change chairs every once in a while. Maybe then people can see someone else's perspective and withold the drama inducing judgement, just for a moment, and realize that someone else's life changing, or even just day changing drama, is not our own. Maybe instead of reacting in anger or pity or disgust (which we all do!) or instead of stereotyping someone so that we don't have to pretend that they are a human being, maybe instead we can react in kindness and compassion, and reach out to them, not taking their own dramas so damn personally. For I guess this is the point I am trying to get at. We take other peoples own dramas so personally. Think about it.

Focus people

Just as I was thinking that we are having a lot of distractions in the media from the truly important things that are going on in the world, Mark Morford beats me to it. So here is his post, on what I was thinking about. We need to get back to the important things, reform in our own country, and supporting the people of Iran.

Poetry Hour

Here is a nice little bit of poetry from Jack Gilbert, which focuses on relationships, but I think can be applied to anything:

Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew.
It's the same when love comes to an end,
or the marriage fails and people say
they knew it was a mistake …
But anything worth doing is worth doing badly. …
I believe Icarus was not failing as he fell,
but just coming to the end of his triumph.

Weekly "Haskin Robbins"

And because we all need a little Sarah Haskins in our life.  

Love

Check out this link.  This picture is so touching.  I hope that one day all love will be seen as equal.  

What if I don't want to fit in your damn box??

With the California ruling on prop. 8, I have been thinking a lot on the idea of marriage and the coupling of people.  Personally, I wish we could do away with the institution of marriage all together.  It doesn't really seem to work in most cases, with the divorce rate of over 50%.  For some people, it seems to actually work.  And I say, great!  I wish that we could have domestic partnership/civil union type of thing across the board, for all people.   But for me, the reality of making a lifelong contract on something as finicky as the heart is difficult to rationalize....and I was married.  

However, I understand why people want to get married.  We are told in countless ways daily that we aren't as good unless we are in a marriage, preferably with children.  Preferably one marriage per person, per lifetime.  

We are shown that families only come in one form.  A mommy, a daddy, and a baby.  Forget the two moms, or two dads, or one mom and no dad, or one dad and no mom, or the separated parents, the separated parents who are with different people, the separated families with different children from previous couplings, poly families, families without children.  Why are all these other families dismissed as abnormal or weird, when they are slowly becoming more common?

All of us come in many shapes, forms, minds, and shoe sizes.  I think we are slowly entering an age where we are starting to realize that things don't fix easily into a box.  Each person has a unique view on life and unique circumstances, and should be able to choose however they want to live.  Why do people want to say, "Well, the box that everyone should fit into is this box called marriage.  If you can fit into this box, you get instant brownie points.  However, since you are gay, we are going to deny you the ability to fit in the box.  So basically, your just screwed.  We really do want you to fit in this box, but yea, sorry, that is just not possible."  

I don't understand.  

the gods are laughing

Do you ever feel like you are in some cosmic joke?  Like the gods are hanging up in the sky just putting you in crazy situations so that they have something to entertain themselves?  Or maybe when we all die, eternity just ends up being some laugh fest, and whoever makes the best joke gets to do the whole "life" thing again.  I was sitting at my kitchen table yesterday, and I was thinking about this, and I was just overcome by laughter.  For some reason, the whole concept of what we consider life seemed extremely funny to me, and I couldn't help but laughing.  I am sure that if anyone saw me, they would think I was insane.  Well, who is to say that I am not!  

If you think about it, life truly seems to be a big joke.  We are born, our parents try not to mess us up to much.  They generally fail miserably, as proof, check out how many shrinks are in the yellow pages.  Then, we try to work on relationships, jobs, family.  Then we get old, and die.  All that striving to stay alive, to have "things" in life, to feed ourselves, all gone.  and to make things even better, I personally believe that we all get to do it again, until we learn, somehow, how to connect with that god which is sitting up in the sky, laughing.  

Some people would be depressed by all of this. They would say, "what about the meaning in life?  What about God, family, faith?  Doesn't it matter.  Tell me it matters!"  And I would say, it doesn't matter.  When you get down to it, nothing matters in the least.  Except maybe laughter.