Empowerment
Lesbian Lightworker
'Standing on the beach of shifting sands, I ask why my world is so torn.' Torn between love and hate, fear and bravery, and confusion and clarity. The splintering of ways to live a life is a paradox of dwelling on Planet Earth, for I am but one human caught in the crossfire of differing beliefs and ideals that conquer the peace that many of us wish to attain. Instead, we argue about the weather or who is dating a friend or colleague. while feeling there is more to the heartbeat of each of us surviving a homeland of war, prejudice, and discontent. Our world keeps turning, but in strange and precarious ways. Shots fired at dawn warn of the coming of unusual times, as peace seems a luxury in the wake of leaders setting off the alarm. We watch the clash between dark and light and the brewing chaos in between. Where is the love we so eloquently feel when those in power call to arms their positioning on either side? This is no ordinary fight, but the war of who rules Planet Earth. It's an age-old conflict, but one that keeps coming around again. What is the answer to this ancient quarrel between conquering men? Surely, we have learned from history that war brings suffering and pain. I see the signs online and battleships parked close to my island home. The signs are like billboards dishonoring the peace our ancestors died for so that generations could be free. Is this a repeated pattern humanity cannot seem to release? The psychology of mankind is a problem waiting to be solved, as the programs we inherit keep us dancing to a negative and unhealthy tune. Why does it have to be this way? Are the cries of human anguish when leaders post the potential of another world war?
By Linda E Cole10 months ago in Pride
The Ancient Greeks Were Bisexual and Into Frottage!!. Honorable Mention in Pride Under Pressure Challenge.
By the late twentieth century, the American landscape of homosexual discourse had become a tableau of contradictions: paraded freedoms on one side, dogmatic restrictions on the other, both shackled by a curious prudery when it came to rethinking the sex act itself. Enter Bill Weintraub--a man possessed not by a sex drive but a corrective instinct. A Jewish-American classicist and activist, Weintraub sought to rehabilitate an ancient practice into modern gay consciousness--frottage, the art (and joy) of genital-to-genital contact between men.
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTAR10 months ago in Pride
Deliver Me From Them: Jesus, I Need Help!. Top Story - June 2025.
"Well of course, Daddy, I’m all settled in just fine," I say into the Trimline telephone, counting the eon-long seconds like I’m sitting through one of his drawn-out July sermons, bless him. "No, everything’s been alright, thank the Lord. The staff are... helpful. Nothin’ over the top, just a sweet spirit all around. No need to worry."
By Dalma Ubitz10 months ago in Pride
Camp Wannabe
Sarah's listless eyes saw the flyer dangling from a single thumbtack on the cork board in her college dorm. Although it was partially curled from the effects of humidity, she could see the bold-lettered word 'amp' which drew her attention. She rolled it out to a flat position and took an unused tack to pin the right side up, making it visible. She could now see the word was 'Camp'. A talent camp. She always wanted to showcase her talents but felt silly about it...
By Lamar Wiggins10 months ago in Pride
