We are all star stuff
Physicists say we are made of stardust. Intergalactic debris and far-flung atoms, shards of carbon nanomatter rounded up by gravity to circle the sun. As atoms pass through an eternal revolving door of possible form, energy and mass dance in fluid relationship. We are man, we are thought, we are story.
We are all star stuff.
Your body makes you sexy. Your smile makes you pretty. But your personality makes you beautiful.
Proposition 8 serves no purpose, and has no effect, other than to lessen the status and human dignity of gays and lesbians in California, and to officially reclassify their relationships and families as inferior to those of opposite-sex couples.
Flying
February 5
Here I am again, back where I started from. And just when I let myself fall deep, fall hard. It seems every time I give my all, I turn around only to get slapped in the face with rejection. Now see this is the type of stuff that makes me just wanna stop. Just stop it all. Stop the giving to avoid the taking. Stop loving to avoid the hating. Stop trusting to avoid all these lies. But most of all stop flying to avoid the fall.
