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i should have been a pair of claws scuttling across the sea. |
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[Dec. 8th, 2006|01:44 pm] |
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Because I am remarkably clumsy when it comes to technology and lj posts in particular, I am writing a prelude to the post below. The article re-typed in my last entry discusses a few other dimensions through which the fight for gay-marriage can be assessed. Though I am in disagreeance/confusion with a few of the points made, I do think the article sheds light on some interesting points of contention that deserve their place at the table in the discussion of human rights, specifically those related to the lgbtq community as these issues are becoming increasingly heated and prevalent. For me, it is hard to extricate my opinions from how the issues pertain to me personally as I am in close relation with several familes, friends, peers, and mentors that identify themselves as lgbtq and are currently proponents for gay marriage. I dont find myself opposed in any way to their struggles; however, I do believe that the context of the disscussion and the parameters of the argument ought to be widened drastically and immediately to include other minority groups commonly excluded. raising awareness of these issues is the first step. That being said, I retyped the article in my last lj post for anyone interested in educating themselves and learning more about how these issues affect our communities. Please forgive any typing errors as I was hurried in typing up what was a moderately lengthy article.
Also, a point for clarification that I recently became informed about:
* Transgender--
Transgender is an overarching term applied to a variety of individuals, behaviors, and groups involving tendencies that diverge from the normative gender role ( woman or man) commonly, but not always, assigned at birth, as well as the role traditionally held by society.
Transgender is the state of one's "gender indentity" (self-identification as male, female, both or neither) not matching one's "assigned gender" (identification by others as male or female based on physical/genetic sex). Transgender does not imply any specific form of sexual orientation (transgender people may be heterosexual, homosexual, bisexual, pansexual, or asexual.) * source material provided at www.wikipedia.org
I think it's important to realize that trans-gender does not necessarily imply identification with the opposite sex... sometimes the association is as broadly defined as cross-gender identification, while in other cases individuals may identify with more than one or no sex/gender at all. In fact, in my limited experience in a new, more open town, I have encountered several individuals that prefer the pronoun "they" when referenced in discussion. Just fyi to open minds in an effort to promote understanding, acceptance, and respect among people regardless of color, sex, income, gender, ethnicity, nationality, religion( and any other defining categories, the lists of which are seemingly infinite in our modern world of economic/social competition and marginalization)
See you all soon..... Stenciling and silk screening to commence shortly, if anyone would like to join in, please do not hesitate to ask!
P.S. I would like to see some discussion about this and other issues on livejournal..... I think the internet can be an effective agent when used to meet appropriate ends. Less petty fighting, more discussion and cooperation! |
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[Oct. 15th, 2006|10:33 pm] |
i will always remember:
the wolves in the rose garden,
the low-ceiling of that cave and the distant light,
pretending to be a small grey moth in the upper corner of the room,
pink leg-warmers,
light yellow-laced secrets,
contact lens rims and burning brown eyes,
four hands on a warm bowl of apple pie,
frosted windows,
searching your back for a forgotten verse,
a cup of water retrieved for a sore throat,
cold skin and buried feet,
patches of rainbow on a water-stained ceiling,
waking up at 4:44 when there was a train waiting to be caught miles away,
a voice from my left-startled suprise- and a thick embrace
when you called my name while others just screamed,
singing through city streets and bright lights
and the way your voice echoed,
the fact that "we have something figured out",
mud pie sliced like time,
the number 12 in gold on blue,
and how bad of an idea it is to wear a belt.
i thirst for each piece that you break off for me to hold. |
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| when you are not, the roar of rivers is not lucid. The valleys are scribble. |
[Oct. 1st, 2006|11:52 pm] |
whooo, i really needed that weekend.
thanks for sharing everything from
brown rice to spider smells.
you thought in numbers alot,
"mayhap" because you are good at math(polynomials).
a fallen insect wing,
some shared tears, mysterious bruising
and failed attemps at sleep
will hopefully be enough in memory
for two weeks?
i feel way better about what is real.
thank you. |
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[Sep. 3rd, 2006|06:25 pm] |
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a little update on some interesting events that have been happening recently.
Really Really Free Market(A.K.A Mercado Libertario-
this is the name of the free-market i went to yesterday in carborro. there were lots of puppet shows performed by social activist groups from D.C. The premise of the really really free market is pretty self-explanatory. It uses carborro's town commons as a central spot for free trade. To elaborate on that statement a little, people make food, clothes or bring old cds, movies, books etc and everything is free... absolutely no charge. there was an abundance of zines being distributed, folk bands playing on and off, and various other performances. everyone who wants to take part can and anyone who can bring a share-skill is encouraged to do so. i got some neat stickers and zines, namely a zine on diy screen printing.
books for prisoners- this is a group that meets every sunday to distribute books to prisoners in the south east and deep south. they gather books through collection. prisoners send letters requesting books and this group does its best to fulfill those requests by sending out books to prisons. i want to type a letter that i kept with me from one of the prisoners:
"I want to personally thank you for sending the books; even though they were not in the catagory i asked for. i am reading Big Time T. Sloan. Now. It is entertainment, books have knolede(sp. knowledge) that is hidden withen the pages. It is up to the person to find it. This is my first time in prison and I have read over 200 books in the last 3 years. where i'm at in mississippi only 3 books a weeks to the newer the condition the better the chance of getting it through. only soft back. If by chance If you have a 2005 of 2006 Almanac I would love to read one I wish I had money to send to help you all but my family is still strugling from hurricane katrina everyone is ok :) If by chance you run across a book about getting inside music entertainman industry please save it for me. thanks and god bless. Jerell"
I loved my work today. I felt like i was actually doing something, even if very small, to better someone's life. I responded to this letter and sent a copy of the book "Light in August" by William Faulkner figuring that it might be interesting to read a novel that is set in this particular prisoner's location.
lastly, we also received a letter from an indigenous political prisoner in NC. His name is Eddie Hatcher; his story is that he got framed for murder. Eddie is a native of an Indian tribe, i unfortunately and regrettably forgot the name of the tribe, who spoke out and assemblied rallies promoting racial and social equality. Anyway, his letter and story in prison really hit hard. Here is a quote from his letter:
"For two years I lay sick on steel, unable to speak, shooting blood out of me. All the while they badgered me to death, harassing day in and day out."
he went on to talk about his intestines and bowel system failing due to malnutrition, not failing to mention how much he missed his young daughter who has not seen since 98.
i really hope this doesnt sound self-righteous as that is not my intention at all. i just want to share an experience with the hope that others may be inspired to start getting involved in the shaping of their respective communities.
- cameron |
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| remember me, i'm coming back. who knows how long, but i'm as good as gone anyway. |
[Aug. 26th, 2006|12:25 pm] |
listening to rosa really makes me miss a beautiful time in my life.
after one week, college life has been really cool. I haven't done much other than read, walk around aimlessly for hours, study, go to class, and watch movies, but everything has been really interesting. I am getting a bike in abouth a month which will definitely aid me in my ability to get around and scope out all parts of this new town. My roommates are suprisingly cool. Both are very friendly and we get along great. We really lucked out with our room, too. It's pretty big and we have a futon so if anyone ever decided to pursue the unlikely whim of wanting to come up for a visit, there would totally be a comfortable place to stay. Favorite features of the last week: the wonderfully splendid plantlife on campus, old and historical architecture, interesting looking people, brit lit, art hist., and native american hist.
i miss home a little bit, but I miss friends and close relationships sorely. It's good to hear that everyone is having fun when I do get updates.
well, that's about all i can say after one week. it feels like i am just scratching the surface of what will likely be one of the largest parts of my coming into fruition.
everyone play instruments, be happy, be healthy, and have good fun!
love. |
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[Jun. 4th, 2006|03:11 pm] |
June, 4 2006 at Maps and Atlases @ Lunchbox Records
1419A Central Ave, Charlotte , NC 28205
time 7 oclock
Maps and Atlases (amazing shit boa narrows new favouirte band)
look mexico ( good interesting indie rock from tallanasty fl)
boa narrow. |
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[Apr. 24th, 2006|08:13 pm] |
Purblind as i am,
Standing in this yellowed metaphor,
Issuing pleas for meaning in staccato-like gasps of infinite uncertainty
Laughter leaks from every direction, undulates and licks the greasey lip of a handprint strangely pinned
On the breathing, moving facade of this all consuming hall. sonorous,
Catalytic digression from my ego's instinctive suppression and a
Yellow,limitless lack of silence
Blossoms to catch each thought that falls
In the ill-lit plurality that smothers mind and wall
Nocturnally, i've rolled all sense of self into the captive unity of one rolling ball. |
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| take a step back; I am Me |
[Apr. 1st, 2006|08:57 pm] |
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March 31 was a night to remember. i still havent really gone to sleep except for about 20 minutes or so today in a graveyard. it's too hard to describe the changes that have happened to me in the last 24 hour period because i dont think what i have experienced could be placed into words very accurately, but it is important that i mention the fact that i dont think the realizations that occurred can be pinned to one specific cause. for the first time in a long time i have been able to establish meaning, meaningful conversation and thought. as time became meaningless, contemplation of the self, my way of thinking and living, and just the path i want to carve for my future is all that could fill my head. sometimes it just takes stepping back and and evaluating almost everything from a new angle to find out where you think you are going or at least want to go. it was accepting isolation and association, tight friendship and independence and most of all an appreciation for honesty. letting go can describe so many things right now, while a craving to explore can equally describe so many more. I needed that day and i am so glad it came to me rather then the other way around; i think it's the only way it could have happened so effectively. it was awesome to hold on to a moment, experience and absorb so much meaning in the warm-light and soothing mist of a ripened dawn in the woods only to realize that even forever would not be enough to understand all that i was surrounded by. the moss, the moisture, the streaming skies and the brilliant colors that swallowed me whole opened a part of myself that i sometimes know well but now starve to know consistently in all my waking life. i feel like that walk in the woods this morning was a very important collection of self and not-self......sometimes it takes melting the two concepts together to become aware of where one truly stands. i learned how to look in another person's eyes and how to search for all that is there to find without being scared or skid-dish of being so intimately connected. i watched my mind as if i took a step back. moments of disconnection and confusion were eventually settled and resolved by a rediscovery of the aesthetic nature of companionship. after it has all been done, i feel like i am ready to take more steady steps on my own accord even if they are in an entirely different direction than the path chosen by those around me whom i really admire. overall, i am thankful and refreshed, excited and humbled. i am certain that i can discover my own thrills and meaning the way i see fit for me to discover them... in other words i dont feel reliant on temporary forms of relief to mimic feelings of worth and sense of direction. i am ready to accept and live in a moment while always being attached to the search to find more. |
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[Feb. 19th, 2006|12:33 am] |
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what a strange night so far. the kind of night that reminds you how much you and everyone else around you has changed. the conversations, old letters, thoughts, and simple observations really helped to surface this mood. those that would be considered the best of friends two years ago now only equate to sadness and dejection or worry or even worse in my mind. sure, the bonds are unbreakable... but sometimes i wish they weren't. what does that mean? i liked hearing will and sam's conversation on the way home. there words, in part, inspired a drive home of self-reflection. on the contrary, the conversation at dinner made me want to vommit later on at the thought of some of the places and people i have been, but i didnt because i still feel like there is a part of me that i know and trust. i realized that now more than ever i feel closer to that person, but i still have a ways to go before i am him. for me, this is growing up.
i put in my two week notice at starbucks, it feels really weird there.
yesterday was more like a dream and less like this feeling and thus better.
i saw a sun and hair and it was as golden as the field i stood in. |
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[Jan. 21st, 2006|10:50 am] |
i got into unc
what does this mean?
its the end of waiting
in that comfortable net
of uncertainty
it means i've met a long awaited end
only to realize its true form is complete beginning
scared, nervous but we all are.
my mom's advice in my ear
tells of past mistakes
but isn't that part of the definition of life without limit?
to be youthful
is to be free of restraint
and to be not afraid of the fall.
where am i right now?
why do i feel like a clock
in a rhythmic countdown?
only months left
we need a killer time,
nights of the thickest volume and brightest lights
so the sound may ring in my ears
for years to come
with incandescence whenever i should close my eyes.
and im soooo fucking glad i got to see saves the day, right todd? everyone needs to come when they come back, it would mean a lot more than just a good show. |
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[Jan. 11th, 2006|06:48 pm] |
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i really love exploring beautiful, beautiful mountains of mystery...im walking on wires on the ground. |
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| the world that's flying by is slick and smooth, big waves of light. |
[Jan. 8th, 2006|12:00 am] |
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what a weekend so far. i mean, its just great to see people and actually enjoy my time more than i could ever imagine. small groups are the way to go, so much more intimate which makes it a lot more comfortable for me. friday was awesome, got to have a really good conversation with todd which was not only very fun but also refreshing. that is to say, it was long overdue. finding a new friend in sheina has been incredible. hang outs over the last two days have been unreal and the conversations, all of them, have actually helped me settle my mind and figure a few things out. i mean there is no way to tell what will happen as i grow up, i just know for a fact i have to do what i love... and that is observing the world and making music which is sort of branched off the first idea. i have no aspiration to aquire wealth or power, not even really recognition so much anymore... a mark upon a few close people, i have realized now, is certainly enough to fulfill me. its all i ask of myself and i am really confident in my ability to be real with myself. after seeing what limited experiences i have now, there is no way i could ever turn my back on my dreams. i am really stoked for practice tomorrow and getting to see other friends that i dont normally get to see. i am not really stoked for work. work sucks. |
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| sometimes just waking is surreal |
[Jan. 3rd, 2006|04:37 pm] |
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(The Doors of Perception & Heaven and Hell + The Teachings of the Buddha)in my possesion= maximum stokage |
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| we're not lost, we're just apart |
[Dec. 29th, 2005|11:36 am] |
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unholy harbinger, by wiccan sent! does toru okada's new song shred like flesh fed fangs. i love it as ishmael loves the ocean blue. |
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[Dec. 9th, 2005|12:59 am] |
SHOW: december 27th @ the shogun hideout (www.myspace.com/theshogunhideout) show starts at 730. i know this is way early to start promoting... but we need everyone who possibly can to come out to this. help with promotion from friends would be greatly appreciated!!!!
other bands playing:
boa narrow (www.myspace.com/boanarrow)
chet stedman (www.myspace.com/chetstedman)
circle take the square (www.circletakesthesquare.com)
thank you,
cameron |
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[Dec. 7th, 2005|10:05 pm] |
i was tagged by bill
"list seven songs you are into right now. no matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now. post these instructions in your LJ along with your seven songs. then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to."
1. rosa- whiskey
2. cursive- a gentleman caller
3. toru okada- our great cities
4. the doors- the end
i tag
todd |
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