Letter to a Gay Girl in the US, her Hopes, Fears and her religion.

It might be hard, but try to think how you'd feel about yourself and your
pretty, funny partner if god didn't exist. If you hadn't been told it was
wrong or bad in some way to love and bring happiness to yourself and others
just because of the body they were born in.

The universe behaves and looks EXACTLY as it would if there was no god, so
imagining all that religious "Thou Shalt Not...." just disappeared won't
change anything, except people's happiness and freedom from social stigma.

Do you think the top brass in the high orders, monks, nuns, priests etc.
were all totally straight whilst they preached their invented, misogynistic,
hate to the masses? Of course not, it's always been the same, one set of
rules for the ruling classes, one set for the masses.

Let the Ted Haggard story be your guide.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ted_Haggard

His hate turned around and bit him on the arse and he deserved every little
bit of shame and social stigma he got. Not because he liked to sleep with
men and enjoy a CNS stimulant at the same time, that's just natural human
behaviour and often beautiful, fun and exciting and a whole lot more
fulfilling than a wafer and a sip of cheap wine followed by a pat on the
head by an elderly paedophile in a frock.

He deserved his shame and social stigma because he lied, to his family and
to his congregation. He said that all the things that made him feel alive,
whole, human, were wrong. He denied all the people who trusted his guidance
for their future happiness

(although this trust in religion puzzles me greatly, "And then god did what?
Yeah right!")

any of the pleasure, fulfilment and just downright fun and excitement of a
damn good orgasm heightened with a little speed. That's what he did wrong.
One rule for him, another for you, that can not be right.

Don't let the bastards get you, listen to your conscience, you know what's
right, feels right, is beautiful and brings peace and happiness to you and
those you love. Not some set of old guys who make it up as they go along
about their oh so wonderful imaginary friend and how you can't have more fun
than they do!


.