Words, Pencils, Inks: Heath Parker Lail
Hullo again friends. I finished filming a few days ago, but I chose to not interrupt the fill-in writer's story by returning after a mere seven issues...I took a "year" off. Onward and upward we go....H
Love can transcend many obstacles...religion, race, and sometime even sex. Do you ever think about what love is? I didn't say what love feels like or looks like, but what it really is? It is more than those three simple words. It goes deeper than cards or special days. Love is a feeling. A feeling that you get the first time you look into someone's eyes and realize just how special they are in your own life. A feeling you search for your entire life, along with purpose and meaning. Love is a powerful thing...a thing which needs to be treated with the utmost respect, because if it is not, then it can disappear as quickly as it came. Love is a bond between two people who cherish each other over any physical object with which they may be presented. Love is blind, love is true, love can produce miracle bundles of joy for you if you simply respect it. Religion throws lines into love..."you can only love Suzy if your name is Bob. Bob can't love Bob, and Suzy can't love Suzy. That is the way it is, ask no questions." I live by this, believing that only men should marry women, and vice versa. Yet it is hard to think about these people as people. We call them freaks, monsters, and abominations against God. We remove them from being like us; we do not seek to be reminded that it could easily be us being scorned, so we call them names. We say their acts are horrible. But are these two people really in love? Can they be made to understand our context of love, or are they incapable of understanding things from our point of view? I think it is a mixture of the constant ridicule and the pressure to be like us that drives people like that away from help. Does anyone really want to be loked as a freak? As different? No, because it reminds us that we are NOT the center of this great universe, just beings created in the image of He Who Created All. If they think they are odd, perhaps that makes them afraid to seek help or discuss their situation for fear that they will simply be laughed at again. Just think before you speak, ok? Just think about what you say to your friends, family, or a perfect stranger.
2 comments:
well you already know how i feel about this whole sit. but i disagree with loving a plang. lol. (inside joke everyone) but for real. people can love whoever they want it is there choice. and i believe that their family and friends should accept them for that. b/c they do deserve to be happy and if that person makes them happy then let it be. you dont have to agree with it, but it is not you, it is there choice. let it be. let them choose for themselves. if is there life, but they do need their familes if anyone to stand by them, b/c not many others will. this goes for all kinds of love, not just same sex, but racial, and religion love also. but again heath you know how i feel about "love" it does not exist anymore.
grammer mistake, i said it is not okay to love a plang, its plant. but still an inside joke
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