In elementary
middle&
high school;

I was subject to the pranks&verbal abuse of cruel, tasteless, ignorant bullies.

Several years later, although much more at peace & confident with whom I’ve become, I cannot deny the fact that there still lies an undying desire to return the favor on a bed of beautiful red roses. 

As much as I allow the idea of ‘peace’ to prance around in my head in a rainbow tutu, I know while people still choose to forgo a higher education or limit their chances of mind expansion any sense of ‘peace’ will continue to be unattainable.

I never understood why weight was such an issue nor did I know the effect it would have over a person’s confidence and their self-image. I knew very little about sexual orientation or why that even mattered to everyone…& above that why a person who is lesbian, gay or bi-sexual would be condemned or belittled if they didn’t fit into the same boots as all their hetero counterparts. I couldn’t understand why a certain race was viewed as superior, while the minorities, who actually happened to be in majorities, were viewed as inferior. I often found myself wearing shame as if it were a uniform, although I had very little choice over what my racial make-up was. & Why I allowed myself to wear that as opposed to pride is also unknown. 

As each day grows and the sun lays it’s head on it’s pillow I grow more and more familiar to myself taking note of all things which nurture and foster personal and spiritual growth so that I may perpetuate the existence of these stimuli. 


My only true foe is ignorance. My only true motivator is personal growth.