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Three Goblin Art
we're not kids anymore.
❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Love Begins
#extradirty
YOU ARE THE REASON
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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$LAYYYTER
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New Catalog Item
The Symphony #1 for band (1973) is available in a new, updated edition. An audio file is available for download. Score/parts may be previewed at the score exchange store: https://www.scoreexchange.com/profiles/bsmonroe
My last post
Tumblr has sold itself out. Hell’s hottest fires burn for hypocrites.
Thank you for shaping my childhood and making me the person I am today, Stan. You will be missed❤️
Ob memoriam! A great man who set a great example and who walked the talk. Ne Plus Ultra!
From the Morgue...
Thoughts on Veteran's Day and My Days at the Morgue We wait in an endless line that never moves We crowd into any available space, chair, or room We cannot return to what we were We can only go forward And no one knows what waits for us beyond the veil A peace fills our spirit but it is without feeling A sense of apathy prevails Happiness and Sadness do not have any meaning here Nothing has any meaning in this dull transitional time Which we must endure without end If there is more to see beyond this, it remains hidden As we will be eventually. Memories, a few scraps of writing, an epitaph. But nothing more. And we will be forgotten.
Masking
So many people I know and love have this strange idea that they cannot present themselves as they are to the world; so they hide behind masks to avoid pushing people away. But all of them, all of them, have no real reasons to do that. Who they are is wonderful in of itself - they do not NEED to improve themselves. There may be those who don't like them but you can never please everyone no matter what you do. Why waste time on a task that never can be completed? They cut themselves, they starve themselves, they plaster their faces with makeup, they mutilate themselves, and put themselves down so hard many of them cannot get back up on their own. Our society is horrible for the expectations it places on people. It has destroyed my friends. It has scarred me. Why do people delight in making other people feel small? There are no answers to any of these questions. All I can do is listen. I must listen and I will not offer any advice unless I am asked - and even then I always tell them that the solution is inside of them. You cannot stand up if you do not want to. But listening to someone is the best thing you can do - it validates their being. And in time, they may come to believe that who they are isn't so terrible after all. Listen. Always.
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New Audio Clips Uploaded
Audio clips for the Dream of Karen and the Percussion Concerto have been added to the Catalog.
Confession
I apologize for intruding on your life. But there is something I have to say to you before I die. I wish to acknowledge that my behavior toward you was abject cruelty. I now am able to see myself for what I was: selfish, abusive, treacherous. You did not deserve to be treated that way. You did nothing that justified my conduct toward you. Nothing.
I say this not because I am expecting forgiveness because what I did was beyond forgiveable. I do not expect a response. I do not even expect an acknowledgment.
I only wish I had figured this out long ago but I didn’t. There is a backstory to this but this is about you. Not me. And it is only an explanation. I still was responsible for my actions. I cannot get past that.
I will not intrude again. Farewell, be at peace and be free.
That afterburn....
The only thing bad about living is never being able to wash the bitterness out of my mouth.
Forever...
Nothing is forever except death
Do Looks Matter?
No. Absolutely not.
If someone wishes to share themselves with you
Do not ever criticize or judge them
If you do you’re not deserving of their time.
Ob Memoriam
One of the worst situations I can think of is if you see someone about to do permanent damage to themselves, trying to intervene, and being shoved aside to watch them die. It would be bearable if the person actually had control over the events that led them to the edge of the cliff...but this person did not and the person who could have prevented it only made it worse. I know the accepted strategy for coping is to simply stay out of situations that have nothing to do with me...but the self-destruction of someone's future DOES involve me...in fact all of us. I tried - but the forces in control were stronger than I am.
Da Profundis
It just keeps getting worse.
Far to the East
The city, grimly cast in stone, vainly holds back the mountains. Beyond the mountains is the Thirsty Desert. And the tower of Utterbol rules all.
Being there for those who fall into the Darkness has no price...
“...with my crossbow, I shot the albatross.”
The thing I hate about coming out is the way society expects it to go down.
When gay people come out, more often than not they are expected to almost have to beg for their families love, and if they receive it without having to, they are expected to be over the moon and rejoice and be thankful and think, “what loving family and friends I have”.
The way coming out should go down is the exact opposite.
Families and friends should almost have to beg for your love, and should most definitely be apologetic for the homophobic shit they most likely put you through whilst you were still in the closet. They should be like, “I’m sorry I was a bigoted prick all these years, I hope you can still love me and forgive me”.
The thing that bothered me the most when I came out was that my families reaction was just, “of course we have no problem, we love you no matter what”… when what I really wanted was an apology. An apology for having been ignored for years, an apology for having to sit though homophobia not only by them, but by my extended family and their friends. But what I got was, “of course it’s not a problem, now lets not talk about it again and lets not bring up all the horrible shit that we said to you openly or allowed to be said about gay people openly because we don’t want to feel bad”.
It bothers me so much to this day how much society loves to praise straight people for being so accepting of gay people but no one ever praises gay people for accepting and loving their families through the years despite all the homophobia.
It bothers me so much to this day how much society loves to praise straight people for being so accepting of gay people but no one ever praises gay people for accepting and loving their families through the years despite all the homophobia.
OHHHHHHHHH FUCK YUP THIS
Wow. Wow. Wow. Yes. Yes. Yes.
Shout it from the rooftops!!!
The New Year Begins...
We are one day closer to the end of the world....
