how can suicide be a moral sin, if you are not given the chance to confess it and be sorrowful for it?

To Rep Gabby Giffords and her husband who stated that “Your prayers aren’t going to stop nor help the next shooting”, and all the Democratic representatives in this article who have dismissed prayer, I say to you, YOU KNOW NOT WHAT OUR PRAYERS HAVE PREVENTED FROM HAPPENING. And Rep Gabby, should no one have prayed for your healing? You’re healed now, right, and people prayed for you, I presume? And, do we say the same for Puerto Rico, all the islands, and 3rd-world countries? Prayer will never help them?

https://www.washingtonpost.com/graphics/2017/politics/las-vegas-reaction/?utm_term=.e5a262e292d6

The use of genitalia to assign gender at birth is a failure and catastrophe, in particular for gay and gender non-conforming persons. It is the reason why no one would understand why a gay person is uncomfortable with the genitalia of the opposite gender, or why a gender non-conforming person, while presenting physically as they feel, can feel less than, simply because of what is between their legs, and we are not defined by our genitalia, by what is between our legs. Our personhood, value, worth, do not derive from this.

Vaccines are full of things.  One thing is, aside from their roots of nasty chemicals is that they contain things to sterilize you.  In California, every child is forcibly vaccinated, so if you are having a child and don’t want that, you have to move.  There are actually many homeopathic options versus vaccination, and the same goes for cancer.  Many homeopathic doctors that are treating cancer are being found murdered.  Every culture has their gift.  In Germany, Hildegard von Bingen discovered many of rememdies, books full.  Why don’t we utilize this?  I recently heard of a German docotor who found a remedy for cancer using WATER.  Our bodies are mostly WATER.  In Germany, they are big on spas, and thus being surrounded by waters.  Stuff to think about.

I have no desire to disturb the quietude of my mind, nor of anyone else’s. My thoughts are my own, but my words enslave me.
Those who find themselves to be on a higher moral ground, I realize do not give a fuck about what I say. They are those who subconsciously or consciously post things such as “Transgender man gives birth to baby”, and says he is not a man, to get a rise out of people. Those on a higher moral ground are not the deep thinkers. The deep, critical thinker 1. Keeps a small and close group of friends. 2. Has no interest in idle chit chat. 3. Does not expend energy on matters that are of no debate.
Wanting to be so deep in the church, and thus making yourself on a higher moral ground, is not synonymous with being the pope, and being a person of depth. They are those who seek the advice of men, of priests, because they do not trust the orthodox gay person as myself; yes, simply because I am LGBT. There are matters, such as that of the LGBTQ, that are simply beyond debate, and I don’t expect you to understand that, but this is what and how it is, and it is beyond debate. In this world of google and wikipedia, ignorance is now a choice. Also, there are simply some bridges that people will never be able to cross, for varying reasons, and I understand that. Gender is not a binary, just as orientation is emotional, not sexual, and it matters not then whom you are in love with and marry. No more shall I engage in your posts in argue with you. Just look forward to fun pictures I post and funny thoughts.

Remember that it is your own personal hang up, that does not allow you to call me Michael. How do you think it feels to be called only M or no name at all? I know because I’ve been on your side too. I am usually quite hesitant to call a trans man, that’s a FTM person, by their male name, because I know that so many of them objectify women because they have hated being in a female body for so long. But those who know me best, know that I am not one of those persons. I am not even transgendered necessarily as I’ve said many times before; I am gender non-conforming. It is my hope you can divorce yourselves from religiosity, or the ideas that you’ve known me so long so how can you see me any differently, and pay attention to my eyes, my hair, my arms, body, my clothing, and come to see ME. The person you knew 10 or 12 years ago was wearing a MASK. So, knowing me prior to me being myself fully is no excuse for not calling me the name I identify with.

My second installment on encouraging and being affirming towards family members and friends regarding their orientation and identity.

“You’re a boy!!! And they just don’t know that you are!!!”, my 4 year-old cousin shrieks and yells at me today a few times, at my uncle’s newly bought house in Connecticut. An earlier event today segues into this. Not knowing my uncle had a pool at his new house, I did not bring any swim gear, and was urged to go to the local Old Navy to go get something quick. My aunt whom I live with drove me. She should have waited in the car and just let me pick out my stuff. She knows and has it repressed inside her that my choice of any type of clothing, and you’ll come to see that even underwear, is a trigger for her, as an orthodox Catholic. So, I look around, and find some men’s fitness shorts on sale for $5. I didn’t really want the swim trunks because they were long and would look goofy on me. Here we go. “Oh great, something with a penis pouch? Look at what you’re going to be presenting.”. “I’d appreciate if you refrain from such speech in my presence”, I say, referring specifically to the mention of the word penis. Her response: “Well, there’s a lot of unspoken language that I’d like you to change as well”. We get in the car and I invite her to tell me more of that “unspoken language” she’s talking about, and I know it has something to do with how I dress. “The underwear you wear is a dagger through my heart, and through Omi’s”. “Oh, you’re speaking for Omi too? I don’t care think about the underwear people wear and I don’t care, so long as it’s not a G-string. I worry about the way people treat me. It would be a dagger through MY heart if I couldn’t wear just the type of UNDERWEAR I enjoy. In fact, women should all wear what I wear because they wouldn’t be wearing something akin to a thong. But, so long as I wear girly panties, I’m not offending you? It’s a dagger through my heart, the name I get called every day.”. “What name?”, she asks. Of course she knows what I’m talking about. So, there are many intersections here. She started the whole thing. All I wrote above, such are the kind of sentiments from orthodox Catholics like my former therapist, and my aunt. If my choice in UNDERWEAR offends,I am sure you are wise enough to know what else about me offends. Basically everything. I told my grandmother and what I said back, and she said good for you. I told my uncle, and he said orthodox Catholics are the most judgmental people, akin to American sharia law. So, first off, because you’re offended by how I dress, YOU mention penis, something rather gross, that I want nothing to do with, and never said I wanted sewed in between my legs. So, YOU started it. Because you’re offended by the thought of something, YOU bring up the gross aspects of something, when I was not the one to mention a thing about it. I realize that someone in my situation does not have at hand always quips to come back with, and under certain circumstances it is best to simply not respond. But I felt this was not one of those moments. And while she may feel she won something or released on me, I know, as the person I am through my life experiences, that I did not experience this and have this exchange with her for ME to be the one to be schooled on anything. Orthodox Catholics could certainly be seen as a type of sharia law, while being well-meaning, for Islamic sharia law has no best interest at heart whatsoever. For those of you who have family members who are like me, but are unable to agree with their orientation, gender identity, what have you, I urge you once again, that the best thing you can do for them is to be at their side, regardless. Who is it more difficult for? Her seeing me wear certain underwear, or me, if I can’t even wear the type of underwear I am comfortable in? I can’t even have that. The underwear. You won’t call me by the name I identify with, and you expect me to NOT EVEN WEAR the UNDERWEAR I am comfortable in. Wow, thank God it’s not Mormon underwear, to boot. Such Catholics are in fact judgmental, but repressed; they repress to the point of judgment. After this experience, it did hurt me to hear my little cousin shouting that at me, but it also affirmed who I am as a person.

Here is a reason why, even if you personally do not “agree” with transgenderism, anything to pertaining to the gender spectrum that is different, homosexuality etc, you need to be right there with your family member who is of these colors. My aunt lives with me. She will never support me as the person I am in this manner. Do you know what this leads to? Natural emotional stiffness around her that I cannot control. Feeling that she finds me disgusting. NEVER being able to, as a musician, be my most natural way in my own home when she is home, sitting at my acoustic piano and singing, performing my songs for my family. I CANNOT do that, as a result of the relationship that has developed between us because of my personhood. There is no natural expression of myself in this household. You can’t make someone change in this area of life. I implore you to let this person in your life be at peace, because they can live a fulfilling, healthy, loving lifestyle as they are, just as I pursue, whilst being as they are, even if you think the very act of homosexuality is wrong. But, separate it. Think, they have the integrity and potential to grow to have a loving relationship, and so teach them what proper sexual behavior is, regardless of orientation. This can DEFINITELY be taught REGARDLESS of orientation. Teach them how to engage in the sexual act lovingly. And, you might ponder if you do so yourself. Teach them to bring all of themselves into the act, and the sacredness of it, and to never expose children or anyone to it. Because you see, LGBT person are all screwed up sexually and partake of polyamory and seriously screwed up things, because something at the very core of us, and basic, as it is to ever heterosexual, is overlooked, tossed aside as merely bad, and we are never taught how to BE. We wind up rejecting faith, and goodness then, the sacredness of the body. We trade it in for pleasure because our families or friends rejected our natural way of being. I was different. I took the goodness I was taught regarding the sexual act etc, and simply translated it into my homosexuality. This is what those in opposition do not understand is possible. Don’t let your loved one not be able to play the piano in front of you or for you, when their heart aches to.