i dreamt i saw you walking
up a hillside in the snow
casting shadows on the winter sky
as you stood there counting crows
one for sorrow, two for joy,
three for girls, and four for boys,
five for silver, six for gold, and
seven for a secret never to be told

there's a bird that nests inside you
sleeping underneath your skin
when you open up your wings to speak
i wish you'd let me in

from "a murder of one" ~ counting crows
This one goes out to the ladies . . .

Oh, well, this all seems so insane, but i have some pretty wacky ideas, myself, so i'll bite. Anyways, Bad said we could . . . : )

Sexuality is hardwired into all animals. Humans can't escape this and most don't want to. Sexuality is a basic need and, if not met, can lead to a twisting of the heart and soul.

Love is something quite different and much more important.

i see no need for anyone ever to define who they are in razor sharp lines with tight, pinching spots, shallow spaces and uncomfortable bulges in all the wrong places. It's beneath us all to try to put sliding scales and labels on moulds no one will ever quite fit into, and then force everyone to try to fit or be denied love, friendship, companionship, acceptance and peace.

That would be sad and small of us all.

Bad Snake knows who and what she is and is part of a loving and happy family that knows stability and longevity. She is, under her own and most any other definition, a lesbian. (Her romantic emotional attachments have been to and for women.) That is a huge group with many variations and no one lesbian is any less of a person or a lesbian for their shadings or activities.

Over the course of World history, i speculate that many secret same-sex affairs have occurred in late night shadows and half-muffled whispers to avoid detection. Some of those men and women had families, spouses and children who would never have understood. Did that make them less gay? Or did they adapt and bend so as to avoid breaking? Maybe they even found the balance that made them happy in life and would have lived the same way today.

In short, i submit that whatever makes you and the ones you love happy is just what you should do. For one very wonderful and open foursome of lesbians, it makes for some thoughtful, provoking, entertaining and inspiring reading. For this, i thank them for letting the rest of us view their world and the love and humor contained therein.

Furthermore, i submit that it is futile to continue to fight and argue over practices when we have all agreed on the definition. There is no need to make anyone conform to your idea of what you are. Look, instead at the differences and appreciate them for what they are. We�d all be awfully bored if we all were exactly alike.


On a personal level ~ i have been in many straight relationships, including the wonderful one i'm in now but i fantasize about women and find them beautiful. i grew up a tomboy and fantasize about what it would be like to be a man for a day, but i'd never want to give up what makes me a woman. i used to think i was confused, but now i understand that i love people with a blind eye to definition.

i have looked in both men and women for what i wanted and needed, and none of them fit. Then this one startlingly perfect for me individual stepped into my life and i'm very happy. i'm finally in love and i realized it's for the first time.


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confessed on Monday, Oct. 29, 2001