2003-10-24 : 10:47 a.m.
I hate that. Why are humans so afraid of coming out with a bold statement? Such and such is a bad thing and this is something you must not do. Such and such is the good thing. Blah. Everything is made out to be “blah” so we don’t offend anyone. What a stupid thing to do, try and make everyone happy so we don’t get a law suit down our throats. What happened to we’re all different? Doesn’t that mean that we have different opinions? So this means that everyone will go around highly offended that a good number of vocal people don’t agree with us.
I, for one, am very assured of what I want to be like, what I want to live like, and what I want to live by. This doesn’t mean that I don’t accept where other people are in their lives. Hurray, you disagree with me. I don’t hate you. In fact some of the most interesting conversation arises when we stop having false pretences and stop avoiding the “delicate” subjects and have an all out debate. Of course this is tempered and a gentle debate, but we don't want to "offend" to the point of hatred. Nonetheless, what we believe is really what makes us who we are. Whether that be in morals, religion, or lack-of. Early man knew this--what holds mankind by our hearts is what we believe in. Everything else we do is relative, who we are dictates what we do. It’s the era of openness and freedom. So why is it a hateful crime if I express my more conservative opinions? Because they want me to be open to their opinions, not the other way around.
Doing: Homeschooling Peter; math homework; drawing and shadowing the desk picture; waiting for Laura to come home so I can call her about her pictures
Lyrics for the day:
Part of Out There
The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Safe behind these windows and these parapets of stone
Gazing at the people down below me
All my life I watch them as I hide up here alone
Hungry for the histories they show me
All my life I memorize their faces
Knowing them as they will never know me
All my life I wonder how it feels to pass a day
Not above them
But part of them
And out there
Living in the sun
Give me one day out there
All I ask is one
To hold forever
Out there
Where they all live unaware
What I'd give
What I'd dare
Just to live one day out there
Out there among the millers and the weavers and their wives
Through the roofs and gables I can see them
Ev'ry day they shout and scold and go about their lives
Heedless of the gift it is to be them
If I was in their skin
I'd treasure ev'ry instant
Out there
Strolling by the Seine
Taste a morning out there
Like ordinary men
Who freely walk about there
Just one day and then
I swear I'll be content
With my share
Won't resent
Won't despair
Old and bent
I won't care
I'll have spent
One day
Out there
Part of (and slightly revised) Heaven’s Light
The Hunchback of Notre Dame
So many times out there
I've watched a happy pair
Of lovers walking in the night
They had a kind of glow around them
It almost looked like heaven's light
I knew I'd never know
That warm and loving glow
Though I might wish with all my might
No face as hideous as my face
Was ever meant for heaven's light
But suddenly an angel has smiled at me
And kissed my cheek without a trace of fright
I dare to dream that [he]
Might even care for me
And as I ring these bells tonight
My cold dark tower seems so bright
I swear it must be heaven's light
All material (c) by Julie A. Snyder