Proposition h8

One thing I have been feeling lately, when thinking about the world...is frustration. I am sincerely fed up with bullshit. Proposition 8, the gay blood donation ban, straight parents being able to breed right, left, and centre without any kind of parental suitability control whatsoever while gay couples don't even have the right to be tried as adoptive parents...seriously. STOP. It's 2010 for God's sake, we were supposed to fucking evolve!

I recently came across a shot of "Prince Poppycock" creator John Quale and his long-time partner, Shawn Smith. I looked at the image, and it hit me: it blows my fucking mind how some would look at that picture and think it's wrong. How can the love and tenderness portrayed in that one shot ever be wrong? It completely baffles me. Surely,in a world where people feel increasingly alienated and alone, more love should be desired, not opposed, and ridiculous concepts like gender and social norms irrelevant. Some people aren't seeing the forest for the trees, me thinks.

Never be afraid. Be who you are, love who you want to love...rise up and shout.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=64DgkTL89T8

Doubt.

It's strange...sometimes I feel really confident in my writing ability, like it's what I was meant to do and that it's very much a talent. Then there are times like this, where I don't feel anywhere near good enough for anything, and curl up in a ball of insecurity and self-criticism at the mere hint of someone else being a better writer than me or disliking something I've written. My writing might be something that comes effortlessly to me, but it's so fragile. So fragile.

 ‎"I wanted you to know, that I love the way you laugh
I want to hold you high and steal your pain away."

Equality now!

www.projectnegative.com

"Have things really changed,
when in 2008 my blood I can't even donate
Doesn't matter what type, doesn't matter how clean
All you can see is dirty faggot
Get out of the blood line
We don't want your kind
We'd rather victims die"

("Rise up and shout", John Quale)

The Swedish election is over, and for the first time in history, we have a racist party in the Parliament. I am sitting here in tears. I know the danger doesn't lie in that they made it in, the danger lies is in people being surprised about it. But even so...I am at a loss for words.

For the longest time, Sweden was among few countries in Europe that didn't have this kind of party with any kind of political influence. People kept saying that that they'd never make it into the Parliament, never get to decide anything, yet here we are. Add to that, that Sweden will have another four years under a government that strips the sick and the unemployed of their financial aid. Four more years with absolutely no solidarity or compassion whatsoever. I am in tears, and more than anything...I'm ashamed. Racism is alive and well.

"I've got no hand in matters worldly, I hardly care at all
What's going on fails to concern me, 'cause I'm locked behind my wall
But you know what drives me out of my mind
Is whatever makes you see, makes you believe
And forget about the premonition you need to conceive
~ The images they sell are illusion and dream ~
In other words; dishonesty."

~ "Illusion and dream", Poets Of The Fall ~

All hail the prince!

One of the most amazing things in life is discovering artists and people that inspire you; people that through their work make you FEEL. The newest addition to my list of those people? Prince Poppycock.

I just watched his performance on "America's Got Talent" for the first time, and I am sitting here in complete awe, so emotional. He is a work of art! If America does not realize his greatness and just how rare a talent they are witnessing, there is no hope for the world. He is magnificent and a true "artiste" indeed. He makes me want to paint, write, draw, sing...and I don't even have a singing voice! He is an absolute KICK START for my creativity, and that is probably the biggest compliment I could ever pay someone. His creativity and ability to constantly re-invent himself, the way he puts so much attention into detail, the persona he creates...it's superb. Amazing. So needed, in a world where entertainment is increasingly hollowed out and conformed to appeal to the mainstream masses.

And already, people are discussing his sexual orientation. It blows my mind that with rare, artistic, amazing talent like this in front of their eyes, people STILL focus on whether or not he is gay - applying various stereotypes as they go along. (Apparently, they assume, like so many, that all gay men are flamboyant and feminine, and also completely miss the fact that he talks and behaves completely differently off stage. It's a persona, you idiots.)

I said from the moment I saw him for the first time earlier today that America and the world is too dumb to realize his greatness, and it seems I was right. To be so blatantly ignorant of someone's talent because you think they stray from what is the norm is disgusting to me, and I want to punch those people in the fucking face for being so stupid and missing the point so completely.


But nevermind. Here is to the amazing, fabulous, incredible artist behind "Prince Poppycock." All hail!