I absolutely loved gay men because they loved me, thought I was beautiful, smelled good and didn't want a thing in the world from me and for a pretty girl, even though I had no clue I was, that's amazing.
I saw all the ugliness of the "church", when the love movement happened for gay people and I totally hate labels because they are so narrow and single and have no imagination.
If you are going to label me, please have some imagination, because I do! God does!
We all love Queen and Judas Priest and until today, no one really cared that Freddy Mercury died of Aids, that Rob Halford was a heretic, with his Harley and his leather chaps. We love them right?
How does everyone else fall into that category of "we don't love them because they are gay?"
It's foolishness not to love someone because of a label, gay, poor, broke, homeless, lesbian, rich, famous, you can put every label you've ever known in that category, just think of it. Who are you to deny anyone love?
Did Jesus say, "Wait a minute, I can't die for homosexuals, they are an abomination!" I don't think so and I've read my bible over and over and over and over again looking for it, not because I want to be right, but because I want to stand as a warrior in everyone's defense. I've read it ya'll, more than a hundred times cover to cover, probably more and I just can't find it where Jesus held everything up to point out what was something He wasn't willing to die for. It's just not there. Go and see for yourself if you don't believe me.
Rob Halford and Freddy Mercury don't give a crap what you think about them, label them, say about them, they are gay men who headed up two of the best and hardest rock bands ever!
I remember a guy named Mike who I knew from all the bars I hung out at.
I hate labels, truly I do.
He broke my heart more than anyone I've ever known, ever loved, will ever encounter.
He was dying of aids and I knew him from the places I liked to hustle pool.
For the life of me I can't remember the name of this bar, just like I can't remember the name of the most favorite strip club I worked at, but this guy named Mike I had seen all over town.
One night I saw him and he said to me, now brace yourself, because if it doesn't break your heart and make you cry then you have no heart or humanity left in your soul. "Darlene I love you, but next time you see me, or if you ever see me again, please don't speak to me, because I am dying and it's hard enough to do without people like you coming along to love me."
Wow, just wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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