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Tuesday, June 02, 2009

Engaged.  Sincerely.  Whoa.


Monday, February 09, 2009

Just a heads up, I don't think I'm going to write in here anymore.

I might keep the site activated, to keep tabs, and to look back on stuff.

But I think I'm over it.  Sorry everyone.


Wednesday, December 03, 2008

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The Road (Movie Tie-in Edition))
By Cormac Mccarthy
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I just finished The Road, by Cormac McCarthy.  Possibly the most desolate sad book I have ever read in my life.  I started it yesterday, in the early morning.  I just woke up at 3 and decided to try and read to go back to bed.  3 hours later and I've plowed through about 250 pages or more.  I just sat in bed, crying hysterically, for about ten minutes.  Allowed myself to rehash old wounds and dwell on them for a moment.

The book makes me sad in an infinite number of ways.  But there seems to be some message of hope through inevitable destruction.  I'm not sure what that message means to me yet.

I feel alive right now.  And it's just the spark I needed in my life.  It has reminded me of what is important, and what is not.

I'd like to share another passage that is coming to mind for some reason, but something that I find important.  Something I wish to write someday.  It's by William Carlos Williams, in his piece "A Novelette."

"I think these days when there is so little to believe in--when the old loyalties--God, country, and the hope of Heaven--aren't very real, we are more dependent than we should be on our friends.  The only thing left to believe in--someone who seems beautiful.

You like to write about love--'sweet love'--but what is it?  I don't know.  I only know I care about you--and what happens to you.  I shall for a good many years--perhaps always.

So believe in me, dear.  It's the only thing I've ever asked of you."

I'm not sure what I'm feeling or what path my life is taking currently.  I'm losing sight of what is important and I desperately want to find something of substance.  But I think that believing in something of substance while not having yet found it is normal, and something good.  And I want to hold on to hope that it will shine through and find me.

This has nothing to do with boys.  This has nothing to do with school.  This has nothing to do with work.  This has nothing to do with the pursuit of success.  This has nothing to do with monetary value.  This has nothing to do with materialistic possessions.

This is only pursuit of a thread of a fabric that weaves us all together.


Wednesday, November 05, 2008

While excited for Obama's win, I can no longer believe in a country that wants so badly for "change" and "hope," yet denies my rights for the same pursuit.

 

From this point on, I'm no longer a gay male American.  I'm a gay male, living in America.  And I'm going to start firmly accepting that label.


Sunday, October 12, 2008

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Xoxo Panda & the New Kid Revival
By Her Space Holiday
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It seems to be a recurring theme in my life this year to lose someone very close to me.  I don't like it.

Nate was a wonderful person who I thought I cared about a lot.  Turns out that my expectations for him were too great, and he fell short.  Did you know that I called him for his birthday and we had a nice conversation?  Ten days later, he didn't contact me in any way to wish me a good one.  I haven't talked to him since.

Mike Howard may have royally screwed me over, but I really liked the kid, and to some extent, still like him.  He IMed me last night, with a poem I assume he wrote, or a verse.  It was something about fools falling in love, and that they fall head over heels, and tie their shoes to fall so that they can feel.  That's how I felt with him.  And he recognizes it.  We never talk anymore about anything, and for him to IM me that out of nowhere, shows that he has some human left in him.  I think he walks all over people because everyone allows him to.  I wish he were still in my life.

I cut Jay and Katy out for lack of drama, and for the most part, it works.  I certainly haven't had any ridiculous drama in my life since.  I think Jay blocked me on facebook because I am talking to Jonathan now.  I'm not sure.  Regardless, those two people were two people that I thought I would have in my life for the rest of my life.  Upon realization of who they really were, and how malicious they were 9 out of 10 times, I couldn't allow myself to go on pretending that everything was fine when it wasn't.  When you realize the ugliness inside of some people, it's not right to go on pretending you never saw it.  That it doesn't exist.  But that doesn't mean that every once in a while, I don't miss the good things about them.  Jay going "bliggity blat" or saying something in some high pitched squeal.  Katy laughing and slapping her knee.

Eric is fading rather quickly, but maybe I just held him in far higher regard than he held me.  I think that is a recurring problem in my life as well, I think of people as gods, and then when they are anything less, I end up disappointed.  I thought he and I were soul mates, and that if we didn't end up dating, we'd be in one another's lives forever.  It is a recent realization that this isn't true.  I don't know Eric anymore.  I wrote him a note on myspace, out of frustration, because he continually keeps coming to Philly to hang out with Jay and Katy, and doesn't call me to see me.  The reason we don't ever see each other is due to time and place differences.  But when those two things match up, it only makes sense that we should at least catch up over coffee.  So if I went to NY, I'd make a point to let him know and see if he can be around.  I expect the same when he's here.  But I guess that's asking too much.  So again, I end up disappointed in finding out that someone isn't who I thought they were.

I have hardly no one left.  Everyone that I admire or love or open up to and trust, they seem to not last.  I'm sure in some ways, it's me.  It's my own sense of naivety, and my own faith in circumstances outside my control, and perhaps my attempts in controlling those things that I cannot.  But regardless, the situation seems to be continually happening within this year, and it makes me feel sad and alone.  I don't know what to do to fix it.  Besides maybe give up hope, but that's not the answer I want, nor do I feel it appropriate.  I'm holding this faith in Jonathan, but am certainly afraid of something twisting and turning so that he falls out of my life as well.  Maybe that's why I'm clinging so tightly to this idea of him, and why I can't seem to push him away.  Because he's the rock I need right now that I can't find in anyone else I've invested faith in.  He's one of the few remaining examples of good people in the world who try.  I won't invest too much faith, for my own sake, but it's a nice thought.



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